Pretty little psycho (Mark/Darkiplier x reader) [COMPLETED]

Ch. 91: The wedding [pt. 3]

The wedding was beginning. Mark sat to your right, and to your left sat Sean. You saw Jonathan in a fancy suit, standing proudly, yet nervous. And even though he was wearing a suit, that apparently hadn't stopped him from bringing his sword as well. He smiled as he noticed you in the crowd, but immediatly focused on the two people that walked in through the doors. It was Loryn, wearing a beautiful light blue, almost white, wedding dress. The person walking her down the aisle was the person you recognized as King Myrin, her father. Loryn's hair had been done beautifully; her usually straight, slightly wavy hair was now curled, and her silver tiara shone brighter than ever. She looked absolutely breathtaking to say the least, and when she spotted you in the crowd she quickly smiled and waved.

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"I do."

"Then I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Jonathan smoothly pulled Loryn against him and pressed his lips against hers. A loud cheering emerged from the crowd, with you probably yelling the loudest of everyone. Okay, maybe Sean was louder, but you were definetly second place. When Jonathan and Loryn pulled away for air they looked each other deeply in the eyes, smiling lovingly.

The party after the wedding had begun, and loud music was playing through the speakers. Loryn and Jonathan were dancing around each other like you had never seen them do, excitedly and laughing the whole time. You were dancing around with Mark, not very seriously, as it mostly ended up with you rolling on the ground with laughter because of his stupid moves. Thank god he couldn't get drunk though (since he couldn't drink alcohol), as he'd probably be impossible to hang out with. Sean, however, could drink, and definetly wasn't afraid to do so.
"Heeeeeyyyyy Y/N", he slurred as he walked over to you. Signe was trying to hold him, giving you an apolegetic look. "Hey Sean" you laughed at how stupid he looked. "Sorry about him, Y/N. I told him to stop, but of course he didn't listen." Signe rolled her eyes. You just smiled. "It's fine. Just make sure he doesn't drive on the way back." You said. "Where did Mark go?" Signe asked you. "He went to get us both a drink." You said. "Okay. I'll tell him to drive on the way back later." Signe smiled before dragging Sean with her to the table where the snacks were.
At the same time Mark walked back to you, holding two drinks. "Hey." He smiled. You smiled back at him as he handed you a drink. "Hey."
"I'm gonna go find Felix and Marzia. Felix and I were betting on how quickly we could get Sean drunk, and now I'm going to get my twenty dollars." Mark smiled at you as he finished his drink. "You betted twenty dollars on how fast you could get one of your best friends drunk?" You asked, slightly concerned. "Yeah. Don't worry about it, though. He's Irish, he can take it." Mark chuckled before walking to Felix, who was currently flirting with Marzia.
You were just about to walk towards the snack table, where Ellen and Ethan were claiming all the best food they could find, when suddenly Loryn softly ticked her spoon against her glass, asking for silence.
"Hello everyone. Me and Jonathan are so glad all of you could show up for this big event. But of course we can't leave the party without finding out who is going to get married next!" She smiled, holding up her bouquet of blue, white, and yellow flowers. She closed her eyes and Jonathan twirled her around before the bouquet got thrown into the air. Everyone held their breath as the flowers softly landed in the hands of...

Rebecca.

She looked over at her date, Charlie, who looked like he was going to faint. "Wow. You two haven't even been together for a full month, and now you're going to have to arrange a wedding already. Congratulations!" Jonathan laughed, and everyone cheered. Charlie was still in shock, as Rebecca hugged him tightly.
You smiled at Mark, who had walked back to stand next to you. He softly grabbed your hand and squeezed it, after which he pressed a kiss on your temple.

You were happy. You had a boyfriend that loved you, two even, and lots of amazing friends.

It was perfect.

Wowzies. Another chapter yeee

I'm planning on maybe making a part two of this book!

I came up with the name 'ugly big normal person', but that doesn't sound good XD

Love, Ellen :')