We Didn't Agree To This

I Do

No Buckingham Nicks or Fleetwood Mac before this, but both Stevie and Lindsey are famous. It starts in the 70's.

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The place was full. Mostly the guests were famous musicians, rockstars, who were friends of the bride and groom, with several others, who were asked to be there for publicity related reasons. Almost all of the seats were filled as the ceremony would start soon.

Meanwhile, Stevie was putting her dress only now, as she had been partying a little too hard the night before, waking up with terrible hangover. She didn't have to worry about how she was going to look, she knew there were people who would make her look good, so she relaxed, with a drink in hand and let everything happen.

Lindsey wasn't really rushing either. Lazily, he put his suit on, looking at himself in the mirror with and without the jacket, finally deciding to keep it in. Getting a closer look at himself, he noticed how rough he truly looked. Maybe he shouldn't have went out last night, he was asked not to, but it was his life now. He was famous and he had a lot of money, he was handsome, talented, the women loved him - he didn't have a care in the world.

"You look beautiful." Robin, one of Stevie's closest friends said, while she just laughed at it.

"Does it even matter?" Stevie asked, standing up, once the makeup artist moved out of her way, going for a refill, downing it in one big gulp.

"Well, I think it does. You're getting married. Besides, there will be pictures and people will talk, you don't want to go out there looking like hell."

"I suppose not." Sighing, Stevie walked over to the floor length mirror, taking in her appearance.

Robin was right. The dress fit her perfectly, it wasn't too simple, but it wasn't over the top either. Her makeup was applied with precision, hiding the evidence of a long night. After taking a shower, she let her hair dry out naturally, which resulted in gorgeous waves that required little styling.

In the next room, Lindsey wasn't any less indifferent about the whole thing. Honestly, he just wanted to get it over with sooner rather than later. It definitely wasn't as if he couldn't contain his excitement about marrying Stevie in just a matter of minutes basically.

Lindsey left first, greeting the guests with a smile on his face, shaking hands and thanking everyone for coming, although, he couldn't say he recognized everybody. He wasn't nervous at all, going to stand at the altar, knowing the ceremony was beginning in just moments.

"It's time, Stevie." Robin said, adding. "Don't forget your bouquet."

"Oh, right, that." Stevie wasn't drunk, but she wasn't completely sober either, chuckling a little, as she grabbed the flowers.

Stevie's parents weren't present for the wedding, nor were Lindsey's for that matter. But she didn't mind walking down the aisle by herself. This wasn't anywhere near how she imagined getting married, when she was a little girl. She didn't think she deserved her father by her side, this was a... a circus. That's the only word she could describe it with.

As soon as Stevie stepped out through the double doors, all eyes were on her, even Lindsey's. He had to admit, she did look beautiful. Although, Stevie wished people would stop staring at her already, she was tipsy and the added pressure wasn't welcome, she didn't want to fall and make a fool of herself.

Reaching Lindsey at last, they exchanged polite smiles and she took his hand, as the two of them turned to face the officiant. Everyone in the room quietened down. Now Stevie became nervous. Her hands were a little sweaty and Lindsey gave her hand a squeeze, hoping to calm her down some, as she glanced briefly at him, but he didn't at her.

'Dearly Beloved, we are gathered together here in the sign of God – and in the face of this company – to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony...'

Stevie wished she could zone out and not hear any of this.

'Will you love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, for richer, for poorer, for better, for worse, in sadness and in joy...'

She wanted to laugh, she really did.

"I do." Lindsey said, once the officiant stopped talking.

The same was repeated to Stevie and she echoed Lindsey, saying... "I do."

'I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride.'

Oh, gee, Stevie thought, faking her smile as she had been doing so, allowing Lindsey to press a small kiss to her lips, noticing this was quite awkward for him too.

The guests cheered for them, their friends congratulating them and wishing all the best. Stevie and Lindsey gratefully accepted it all, walking hand in hand and out of the venue into the waiting car. Their next destination - the reception.

The majority of those who witnessed the ceremony arrived for the party as well. Nothing was out of the ordinary; people ate, drank, danced, conversed and laughed together, generally, having a good time. The newlyweds had their first dance and cut the cake, thanking everyone for coming once again, before they left, everyone presuming they were on the way to their honeymoon.

But that wasn't happening. The two were taken to the house they would be sharing from now on instead. Without much conversation between them, they entered their home and went to different rooms to get changed into different clothes.

At least an hour passed, until Lindsey bumped into Stevie again, seeing her in a gorgeous, very revealing dress, platform boots and dark makeup. She was trying to do the clasp of her bracelet, but it dropped off her wrist and onto the floor, Lindsey bending down to pick it up.

"Thanks." She said, as he also put it on for her.

"Going out?"

"Yeah, I promised Don I'd see him tonight."

"Henley, right?" Even though Lindsey knew that for sure, he asked anyway.

"Yeah. Are you doing something tonight?"

"Wasn't really planning on that, but maybe, I don't know. This house is awfully big to be alone in, not sure what I could do around here by myself." He shrugged his shoulders, hands in his jeans' pockets. "Anyway, I won't hold you up any longer. Have fun."

"You, too if you decide to." Stevie winked and waved once, swiftly turning around and heading out through the front door.