Author's note- I know! I haven't wrote anything in a while. For those of you who do actually read this, hi, hello. Let me know if you want me to continue these imagines. I've become a much better writer, so hopefully that helps. Enjoy!
I'm standing outside of the hall. Everyone is in there. As i wait for my que, something unexpected happens. I start to hear music. And not the music we had planned. My best friend brings me into the hall, and I am shocked by what i see. Rather than the band i thought we hired, Brendon Urie was on the stage playing piano. I immediately burst into tears. Patrick knows that Panic! At the Disco are one of my favorite bands. Patrick runs over when he sees me.
"Oh no, no, no. Don't cry, (Y/N). I didn't mean to make you upset."
"Y-you didn't," i could hardly get the words out through my sobs, "This is amazing, you are amazing. Patrick smiled that dorky smile that drives the girls crazy and dries my tears, being careful not to mess up my makeup even more.
"You look beautiful," he whispers barely audible. He takes my hand and walks me down past the rows of people. I hardly noticed my family there, I was just so in awe.
As soon as we got to the front, Patrick began to dance with me. I blush from embarrassment. He knows im not a great dancer, and in front of all these people, I couldn't help but worry. He pulled me in close and we just swayed like that for what felt like forever.
Eventually the song ended, and we did the normal wedding stuff. We exchanged vows, rings, all of that. But i hardly remember the details. I was just do happy. The moment when i kissed him after saying "I do," it felt like everything changed. I was no longer Patrick Stump's girlfriend. I was his wife.
Then I thought back to my phone. All the hate.
And i just couldn't handle it.
I went back to my dressing room, telling Patrick I wanted to change shoes. I check my phone, and obviously, more hate. I didn't know what to do. I could feel myself getting panicked and dizzy. I decided I should go outside for some fresh air. I ended up running.
All I remember now is the screeching of brakes and sirens.
(Author's Note: Ahhhh so i wrote this during class rather than writing my essay, and i think its pretty good. I wasnt originally going to add a plot twist, but i wasnt to torture you. mwahaha. Any who, I hope you enjoyed it, let me know if you want more chapters in the comments. Thanks for reading!)
