Niall: “Too young,” you repeated over and over again to yourself. Those two simple words were truly shattering your heart, and making everything feel like one big lie. Niall sat down next to you, full of guilt over what was happening. “We’re still together [Y/N]. I just feel like we need to wait for this. I don’t think we’re ready to be husband and wife just yet.” You shook your head in disbelief, “If we’re in love, then our age shouldn’t matter.” “It shouldn’t, but it does. When it’s time, then we’ll get married. I’m sorry. I do love you though.” You tried to hold back your tears as you replied, “I love you too Niall. Enough to know I want to marry you now.” Niall sighed, “Just wait a few years, and if we still feel the same way, then perfect. We’ll get married then.”
Zayn: Two days after your canceled wedding, you sat across from Zayn, talking for the first time since he called it off. “So are we over?” You asked timidly, so scared of the answer that could come. Zayn did not reply right away though, and instead just looked away from you. “Zayn, I love you so much. Please just explain things to me.” Zayn looked back towards you, and he hated the pain he could see clearly written in your face. “I’m sorry [Y/N]. I just don’t feel the same anymore. Something feels wrong lately, and I can’t explain in better than that.” You brought your hands up to cover your face, “So after all this, we go from hours to our wedding, to nothing?” “You’ll never be nothing to me. I just don’t think we have what we did anymore.”
Harry: “Everyone’s gone,” Harry told you, when he came back to check on you, hours later. Others had come to check on you as well, but they were all long gone by now. You were crying hard, as you thought of the fact that right now you should be at your reception cutting your cake or dancing to your song. “Today was my wedding day, our day. It was supposed to be so magical. I couldn’t think of anything better than me and you forever. I was so happy today, and you ruined it. How could you do this to me?! Couldn’t you have told me yesterday, or any other day.” “I could have, but I kept thinking maybe it was just nerves.” You wiped away a few tears, “So breaking my heart today is okay, if you were nervous?!” “No, I just…” “Forget it Harry,” you started, while finally standing up from your spot, and ripping your engagement ring from your finger, “Just take your stupid ring back, and remember that I never had one ounce of doubt.”
Louis: “Of course you can,” you tried to reason with Louis, but in your heart you knew it was a lost cause. He finally made eye contact with you once again. “No, I really can’t. I’m so sorry [Y/N], but I can’t do this,” Louis answered, before turning away from you to face the rows of your friends and family staring at him. “I’m sorry for wasting all of your time today.” “Louis, why?” You questioned, tears pouring from your eyes, as embarrassment took over. “We’re not meant to be married, and today would be a huge mistake. I know you have to feel it too.” Shaking your head, you replied quickly, “No, I don’t feel that. This isn’t a mistake.” “Yes it is, and I’m sorry.”
Liam: “So where do we go from here?” You asked, after having told all your guest they could leave. You and Liam were now back sitting just the two of you, too ashamed to be around anyone else. “We could go eat cake,” Liam joked, not really sure what he was supposed to say. He was just so nervous. You laughed softly, thinking of the three tier cake the two of you had purchased. “Yeah, we do have a huge cake waiting, don’t we?” “Mhm.” You reached out for Liam’s hand, and smiled weakly, “This is corny, but if I had to have an almost wedding with anyone, I’m glad it was you.” “Same here,” Liam responded, holding onto your hand tightly, “I still love you a lot [Y/N], even if I don’t think I want to spend forever with you.”
