I sat across from him. He looked up, smiled, and went back to his music.
"Yes beautiful?" he questioned.
"So, I was thinking," I began.
"Uh-oh," Corbyn smiled.
I rolled my eyes but continued," Alright, we're getting married in a year but why not now? I mean we're in Paris with our closest friends and yeah sure I would like to have family here but we have the people we need, right?"
Corbyn stopping jotting down a lyric and his eyes danced with happiness.
"You know you're crazy right?"
"Yeah, but that's one of the reasons you love me."
"We have a concert in 4 hours Y/n."
"And I called a chapple and we can get married in and hour tops. I have a nice dress, you and the boys have your suits from the concert and we can go to a flower shop," I counter-argue.
"But I don't have the ring."
"OKay 1.Bullshit and 2. I have mine. Name one reason we shouldn't," I smirk.
there is a moment or two of silence before Corbyn speaks up.
"BOYS PUT ON YOUR SUITS, ME AND Y/N ARE GETTING MARRIED!" Corbyn yells.
My four best friends run into the room excited.
"You're what?" Jonah asks.
"We're getting married in an hour so shower, suits, and shave!" I excitedly yell.
The 6 of us run around the connected hotel rooms getting ready for my last minute wedding. Before I put on my dress I yell for the boys to order and Uber and leave so Corbyn wouldn't see me in my dress.
It was a white dress I bought yesterday when I thought of this crazy idea. The boys left the hotel room and I finished, and ordered and Uber.
45 minutes later:
I walked down the aisle with Jonah. As I saw Corbyn my brain realised this was really happening and my eyes began watering. Corbyn wiped away a tear that escaped and gave me a big smile.
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"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride!" The pastor announced.
Corbyn leaned in and we shared our first kiss as a married couple.
