Harry: Staring at the long list of possible locations to have your wedding, you felt so overwhelmed. “I want it outside I think, but I really don’t want to deal with weather or bugs,” you explained to Harry, while he went over the list as well. “Then we should have it inside. It’ll be better for privacy reasons also.” “But I really think outside would be amazing,” you replied, picturing in your mind what that perfect dream wedding could look like. Harry sighed, and read through so many places on the list, “It’s hard to know which place is perfect.” “No place is. We’re going to have to compromise. Deal with bugs or just have it inside?” “Inside sounds better to me, but I want you happy.” You looked away from the list quickly, and smiled softly at Harry, “I’ll be happy no matter where we have it. I’m marrying you. Do you realize what that means to me?”
Liam: “Everyone is going to expect good music,” you stated, while you and Liam were sitting down trying to plan the biggest day of your life. “Of course,” Liam agreed, “People will expect something good, I’m sure.” “Yes, but we can’t exactly ask our friends to sing. We want them there to enjoy the day with us. Some of them will even be a part of the wedding.” “Yeah. We could always just get a really good DJ?” “But will that seem weird? Maybe I’m just over thinking it.” Liam shrugged, and tried to think over many different options in his head. “How about I just talk to some of my friends, and see if they know anyone really good who can sing. Not a friend, but a friend of a friend? I’m sure we’ll figure something out. So what’s next on the list? Food?”
Niall: “This is the part I’ve been excited to plan,” Niall stated, staring at a line of cakes placed before the both of you. “Of course you were,” you responded, your own mouth watering as well though, at the sight of the amazing desserts. “And we have to pick only one?” Niall questioned, as you were each handed a fork. You shook your head, “No, three. We said three layers, remember? So we can pick up to three flavors. Each our favorites, and then we’ll agree on a third. Does that sound good.” “It sounds perfect,” Niall answered, eagerly awaiting the first bite of cake, ”So which flavor first?”
Louis: "We should have a huge party. Invite everyone we know." You shook your head at Louis’ comment, "No way, I want a small wedding." "Why? [Y/N], this is our day, we should go all out." You felt odd disagreeing over the very first detail of planning, but it was a matter that had to be settled before you could really plan anything more. "I just want it to be about us, and not the stress of a big wedding. I want it to be me, you, our families, our closest friends, and that’s it. Maybe 50 people, or less if possible. I want it about us, and nothing else." Louis could see that it really did mean something to you, to have a small ceremony, and that was enough to convince him to agree, "Okay, we’ll have a small wedding then. But that small wedding is going to be the most memorable ever. I’ll make sure of that." You smiled at your fiance, having no doubt he would keep his word on that.
Zayn: “It’s flowers. It’s not meant to be this big of a deal,” Zayn said, when you asked him for the tenth time the difference between two sets of flowers, “They all look like flowers to me.” “But they actually are a huge deal. They’ll be everywhere. They are small, but they are a huge deal.” “Seriously [Y/N]?” Zayn asked, feeling as if just maybe you were exaggerating how important the flowers were for your big day. You nodded at his question, “Think about it. I have to hold them, all the bridesmaids have to hold them, they’ll line the aisle, they’ll be everywhere. They are a small detail, I know that, but they will be everywhere, so they mean a lot. So please, this one,” you pointed at one picture, and then another, “Or this one?”
