One Direction Imagines and Preferences

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When I got the invitation, I literally considered running into my wall to knock myself out.
Sure, harsh. But when your best friend that you've had a crush on forever is getting married, I'm sure you will want to do the same thing. Contact me when that happens.
I mimic the letter in a high pitched voice, so jealous of this girl. She's too stuck up, loves spending Niall's money and he doesn't seem to notice because he's so in love with her.
As I re-read the letter a 4th time, this time imagining it was my name instead of hers, my ring tone started blaring through my phone speakers. Groaning loudly out into my empty apartment once I saw who it was, I took a deep breath and put a fake smile on
"H-"
"Did you get the invite??" Niall squealed in excitement, I could imagine him practically bouncing around on his couch.
"Yeah, yeah I did" I told, shuffling over to my bed to sit on the end of it.
"I can't believe it. It's official, I'm getting married to the love of my life" he said through a smile.
"Yeah" I replied, picking at the fabric of my ripped jeans.
"You know I never thought I would find the one. But here I am, about to get married. She's perfect. She loves me for who I am, not for Niall from one direction"he rambled on
"No" I muttered a bit away from the phone, knowing that she was only with Niall for the money. And it broke my heart seeing them like this.
"What was that?" Niall asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"N-nothing, just concerned with how close this wedding is, considering how long you've been going out"
"I know she's the one, Y/N" he stood up for her
"I know, I know. But 6 months of seeing each other on and off cause you were on tour, you pop the question because SHE wanted you to, and now here we are a month later with wedding invitations" I explained, looking directly at my wall.
"What are you trying to say?" He huffed, starting to get annoyed with me
"Don't you think you guys are moving too fast?" I questioned, honestly worried that Niall would end up heart broken from all of this.
"I know what I'm doing Y/N/N" he snapped, and that's when I noticed I should stop.

I closed my eyes and took a breath, looking down to my comforter.
"Okay, sorry." I told, admitting defeat. There was a long pause, neither of us knowing what to say before I decided to break the ice
"I'm happy for you" I partly lied, knowing I wish it was me instead of that bitch.
"Thank you" he said in a quiet voice, before continuing
"Listen, the wedding is in 2 months and I need someone to help me with all the wedding shit. Bianca is busy with work, and she said she can't get time off cause summer just begun and sales are through the roof. Could you help me with everything babe, please?"
My heart fluttered at the nickname, however quickly stopped when I realized what he was asking
"Niall, this isn't my wedding. It's yours and Bianca's and you should be doing this together-"
"I know Y/N. I know, but please help me. She's busy, and I can't do everything on my own. Pleaseeee" he dragged out, and I honestly couldn't say no to him after 6 years of knowing the kid.
"When do we start" I sighed, earning a cheer from Niall
"I'll pick you up tomorrow babe"
Fuck, I'm in too deep.
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"So, what are we doing today?" I asked in the passenger seat of his car, playing with my fingers as I stared down at them.
"Flowers. Catering. Tux. Photographer. Church. Cake. DJ. The list goes on" he muttered, stopping at a red light to look over at me.
"We can't do that all today" my eyes widened in surprise of how behind everything was. But then again, miss princess got engaged and immediately wanted the wedding. That's just cause she can't wait to share Niall's wealth and she just wants to hop on that D-
"I know, just listing everything" Niall interrupted my thoughts, starting the car back up as the light turned green. We made small talk, catching up from the last time we saw each other which was only about a week ago. We soon pulled up to a flower shop, both of us walking in and being greeted with the smell of freshly cut flowers.
"Did she tell you what kind she wants?" I brought up, scanning all the different colors and types
"She gave me no directions for anything, saying that she doesn't care as long as we get married. Which is really sweet" he gave a genuine smile towards the flowers, probably thinking about her while I wanted to vomit. This boy does not understand she just wants to marry him fast to get his moneyyyyyy.
"Wow" I mumbled, picking up a blue bouquet of roses. I brought them to my face, getting a beautiful smell from them. I closed my eyes and took another, not knowing Niall was right beside me, watching me with a small smile
"Like those?" He inquired, reaching down to pick another batch up.
"I love roses" I commented, placing mine back down
"And blues you're favorite color" he grinned, playing with the tips of the roses.
"Bianca's bridesmaids dresses are pink, unfortunately" he told, picking up the pink roses instead.
"Oh" I laughed it off, walking with him to the cashier to tell them to hold 28 bouquets of pink roses for the center pieces of the table. And 1 bouquet of pink, white, and red roses for Bianca to walk down the isle with.