[Wedding Hall]
"If any of you has a reason why these two gentlemen should not be married, speak now or forever hold your peace." Said the preacher.
"I do!" Niall stood up and Harry and Louis looked at him in horror.
"What is it, young man?" The preacher asked.
"They told me I cannot eat as much wedding cake as I want!" Niall accused.
"Umm.." The preacher stared speechless.
"Niall! Eat the whole damn cake we don't care. Just sit the fuck down." Louis said annoyed.
Niall shrugged and sat down.
"I repeat, If any of you has a reason why these two should not be married, speak now o-"
"And!" Niall interrupts "They also told me I can't get pissed drunk! I'm the best man for god's sake! I gotta enjoy the wedding." Niall exclaimed with his hands in the air while everyone in the room started laughing.
"Niall, I swear to god, if you don't shut the fuck up, I'm gonna chop off your head and serve it as our wedding meal." Louis almost ran towards Niall but Harry took hold on his waist.
"Am I getting drunk or no?" Niall asked with hands on his hips and Louis' eye twitched.
"Yes Niall. Get pissed drunk or get drunk till death, we don't care! Just let us fucking get married!" Harry said and the room burst out in another wave of laughter.
"Alright alright! Get married, you have my blessings." He sat down and received death glares from Liam, Zayn, Perrie, Eleanor and Olivia.
"Okay...Um..You both can say your vows now." The preacher said a bit surprised from the previous situation.
Louis took the microphone and stood on the little build up stage. He had to struggle considering he was wearing heels and a gown.
"So where do I start with Harry? Well for starters he's handsome, witty, intelligent, char...char..sorry..Harry I'm having trouble reading your handwriting. You can tell me the rest later." The room bursted on laughter. "So Harry, I just want you to know how much I've enjoyed annoying you all this time, and how excited I am to keep doing so in the future. I promise to love you, respect you, support you, and above all else, make sure I'm not just yelling at you because I'm hungry. I vow to believe you when you compliment me, and I promise to only use my sass when necessary. Umm...I'm not sure about the last one." Another wave of laughter in the room. "I promise to trust you even when we deviate from our grocery list, GPS navigation or life goals. Not because I love you, but because then I get to blame you when you turn out to be wrong. I think that's pretty much I wanted to say. Now, in the future, you can't say I didn't warn you." And everyone laughed including Harry.
The preacher nodded at Harry to take the stand as Louis got down.
"Say all the good things about me or take the couch tonight." Louis whispered in Harry's ear.
And Harry, being the clumsy frog he was, tripped over the steps and Louis' laugh echoed in the room.
Harry took a stand, but not before mouthing a "shut up" to Louis.
"I'm gonna keep this speech like Louis, my Boobear, SHORT and not very funny." Harry started and Louis yelled an offended "heyy" while the room laughed. "All those among you who know Louis really well, will know that he's a wonderful and caring person. He deserves a good husband. Thank God he's marrying me before he found one. Not everyone gets what they deserve. Well, Lou, you're the weirdest person I know. That's why you're perfect for me. I vow to love all of you. Snoring included. I promise to still grab your butt when you're old and wrinkly. I promise to take care of you when you get old. But the first time you hit me with a cane, I'll wash your dentures in toilet water." Louis facepalmed and laughed in his hands. "Well, I'm really nervous, I'm literally shaking. I don't have any experience, I'm getting married for the first time." Everyone laughed again. "Anyway, jokes apart. Lou, you're the most beautiful person I've ever laid eyes on. No matter how many times we fight, I won't stop loving you, even though I'm always the one to say sorry even if I'm right. I promise to love you as you are and not as the person I thought you would be." Harry said and received a tissue ball on his face by louis.

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