IMAGINE:
it's your big day. The Church doors open and there you see a nervous, but excited, looking Harry. You walk up to him and hold his hands, in front of your family and friends. The music slowly fades and the priest begins speaking as you look into Harry's eyes. The priest pauses, "Do you, (Y/N), take Harry Edward Styles, to be your husband. To promise to be true to him in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love and honor him all the days of your life?" You look at the priest, tears threatening to escape your eyes. "I do" You barely whisper. "Do you, Harry Edward Styles, take (Y/N), to be your wife. To promise to be true to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love and honor her all the days of your life?" Harry looks at the priest. He sighs then looks up at you. "Nope" Then he punches you in the face and runs and tackles Louis. You bleed and die. The End.
