Liam: You smooth out the fabric of your royal blue dress, watching teary-eyed as Liam's sister Ruth dressed in her flowing white gown slow dances with her now-husband. Liam watches his sister proudly and squeezes your hand, draping his arm around your shoulders. You lean against his shoulder and watch the happy couple twirl around on the dance floor, the first dance. "This wedding is beautiful, your sister looks gorgeous," you whisper. "I agree," he whispers back, his breathe tickling your ear. "That'll be us one day." You look up at him, raising an eyebrow. "So, you plan on marrying me one day?" you ask, a small smile forming across your lips. "If it's all right with you," he smiles, kissing your cheek.
Zayn: "I wish I was invited to weddings more often," Zayn breathes, his hands resting on your waist as the two of you slow dance around the dance floor. "Why's that?" you ask, leaning your head on his shoulder. "Because I love seeing you all dressed up, you look extra beautiful," he replies, pulling you closer. "Well you happen to look extra handsome all dressed up in a suit," you reply, admiring how polished and sexy he looks. "But it;d look better off." He raises an eyebrow and shakes his head. "Weddings also make you extra cheeky," he mumbles, kissing your nose. "Well, I can't help it, you in a tuxedo gives me feels," you laugh, fixing his tie. "Did you really just say 'gives you feels'? How do you manage to be so cute and sexy at the same time?" he grins.
Harry: "Come dance with me!" Harry pleads, holding out his hand. "No! I can't dance, I'm an awful dancer," you protest, crossing your arms and staying your seat. "But it's just slow dancing! Just one dance? For me?" He takes your hand gently and pulls you up. "But I can't slow dance, I'm uncoordinated," you groan as he leads you to the dance floor. "Then take off your heels and stand on my feet," he smiles, raising an eyebrow. "But little kids do that," you remark, sliding off your shoes anyway. "I don't care, I just want to dance with you," he says honestly, wrapping his arms around your waist as you stand on top of his feet. "Plus if you're standing on my feet I can hold you even closer," he breathes, moving in a slow circle to the music.
Niall: "Niall, if I was a duck would you still love me?" you ask seriously, getting up and leaning against your chair. "Oh my God, you only had two glasses of champagne and you're already this tipsy?" Niall laughs to himself and helps you back into your seat. "You didn't answer me, but what if I was a blueberry?" You reach for another glass of champagne but Niall moves it out of your reach. "I'd still love you if you were a blueberry." You burst out into a fit of laughter and Niall watches you with amusement. "God, I can only imagine how you are after more than two drinks," he remarks, shaking his head. "I like weddings once I went to a wedding where a toothbrush married my uncle and it was great," you slur, wrapping Niall into a hug. "Oh my God, you are the funniest drunk ever," Niall chuckles, wrapping his arm around your waist. "But I think the reception's over for you. Let's say goodbye and get home."
Louis: "Stop taking pictures of my face!" you cover your face with your hands and kick Louis' shin under the table. "They have a photographer for that!" Louis lowers his camera and raises his eyebrow in amusement. "But the photographer is taking pictures of the bride and groom, I want pictures of you," he drawls, raising the camera and snapping a picture of you blocking your face. "Lou, I'm going to shove that camera up your ass-" you begin. "So far you'll be vomiting filmstrips," he finishes with a laugh. "Don't use my own threats on me!" You roll your eyes and then eye Louis with confusion as he starts snapping pictures of your feet. "Lou, why are you taking pictures of my feet? Do you really like my shoes or do you have a foot fetish?" He looks up at you and raises an eyebrow. "Well, you said 'stop taking pictures of my face', so." He snaps a picture of your elbow and then a picture of your ass until you finally take the camera and start snapping pictures of him.
