Why Don't We Imagines

Corbyn Besson - He Gets Married To Someones Who's Not You

You'd been in love, complete utter love with this kid since you were in diapers. You had your first kiss with him, just to try it out. You had been best friends and now he was getting married.

"He's getting married mom, I'm not going." You declared, reaching for the bottle of vodka in the pantry and she smacked your hand away from it.

"Listen to me Y/N, you're my daughter, now stop. This is now how he'd want to see you, considering we have twenty damn minutes to get there." She stood with her arms crossed.

"God forgive you for cursing." You muttered, walking away from her and getting dressed into your old prom dress. It was only 3 years old and it hadn't been touched so you thought it would look nice to wear, well your mom thought it was nice anyway.

"Y/N get your ass down here! The cab is here and so is Ashley!" Your eyes went confused when she said Ashley, she was the bridesmaid after all, why was she here? You practically sprinted down the stairs in your heels.

"God forgive you for cursing again mama bear!"

"Ashley what are you doing here?" You asked, giving the drained looking girl a hug.

"I don't want this wedding as much as you don't." Ashley sighed, both you and yours moms eyes widened as your mom ushered you to the cab.

"What are you talking about? He's your brother sweetie?" Your mom questioned. You got in the cab and Ashley let loose.

"I love him well obviously I do, he's my brother but this just isn't him. He's twenty one for crying out loud, he doesn't know what he's doing. And if anything it should be Y/N at the end of the aisle, not her." Ashley looked like she was about to cry.

"Little late now, we're here." Your mom sighed, getting out of the taxi.

"You need to go in there and put up a brave face." You told her and she shook her head no, giving you one more hug before scurrying off into the church. You and your mom got front row next to the Why Don't We boys.

"If there is anyone who disagrees, let yourself be known." Your mom had to practically sit on you to stop you from standing.

"Me!" Everyone gasped and looked over at Ashley, who had a very timid look on her face.

"Christina isn't the one you should be marrying, it's Y/N."