The Maze Runner Preferences

He Sees You Walking Down The Aisle

A/N: Thanks for the inspiration, MrsFrancoise

This takes place after the series, so we're assuming everything becomes wonderful and happy again and everyone survives (wouldn't that be nice).

Feat. my parents' wedding song.

Gally:

You're late. He knew you'd be late; you always were. He was expecting you to be. But that didn't stop him from freaking out a little inside. The church had filled up, with everyone now waiting expectantly for you to arrive.

Gally sneaked a look at his best man, Frypan, who patted him on the back in reassurance.

"She'll be here," he said. Gally just shook his head again, trying- unsuccessfully- to rid himself of his nerves.

As he wiped his sweaty palms on his trousers for the umpteenth time that afternoon, the organ started to play. Gally wanted to throw up he was so nervous.

Your four-year-old family friend walked down the aisle first, scattering flowers and looking gorgeous in her purple dress.

Then came your bridesmaids, Sonja and Harriet, your Group B girls from day one. You'd all been through so much together and could hardly believe this was actually happening.

Finally, you emerged from the back of the church.

Your dress was stunning. You'd picked it out right away, knowing there would be no dress better suited to you. Your hair was loose, but curled perfectly, and you wore a few small diamond clip to pull it back off your face.

Gally was in awe. His hands were still shaking, but he grinned the widest grin you'd ever seen. Even with the distance of the church between you, you could see tears glistening in his eyes; this was the moment you'd never thought you'd have.

And it was happening now.

When you finally reached him, he leaned in and whispered three words that filled you with more triumph and relief than you'd ever felt before.

"We made it."

Minho: