Talking about marriage.
Talking about marriage.
Louis: You throw your hair up in a pony tail, walking into the master bedroom, Louis looks at you for a moment before pursing his lips. “What are you thinking about?” you question knowing his brain of his is working. His eyes narrow down looking at you before he opens his mouth. “Let’s have a chat”
“Uhm alright.. Is this bad?” you question nervously, he shakes his bead. You sit on the bed, getting comfortable. “Have you ever thought about marriage?” he asks softly,
“Well yeah of course I have.” you nod, getting the hint to where this is leading. “So would you want to wait? Like what age would you want to get married?” he curiously asks,
“I don’t know, whenever time feels right.” you shrug not wanting to tell him exactly what age. “Near future?”
“I really don’t know, I guess so” you shrug. “What do you think?” you question,
“I think that I’m ready for a commitment, but I think waiting a little is best considering we are at a rocky place right now with my work.” Louis comments and you agree.
Harry: All over your instgram is your friends having fun, getting engaged or married. It seems like you’re the only one that isn’t married, and you’ve been in a relationship the longest. You put your phone down, and look at Harry. Distracting him from whatever it is he is doing. “Harry?”
“Have you given marriage a thought?”
“yes it was in my mind for .2 seconds, then I came to my senses.” he answers,
“no I haven’t really given it much thought. Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know, I mean, we’ve been together for so long and never really discussed it.” you exhale, looking at him studying his expression.
“Well do you want to get married?” he asks, and you nod shyly. “Well marriage was always on the list of things to do, have you put much thought into it?”
“Let me guess you have everything picked out don’t you?”
“no, actually; I don’t.” you shake your head before pausing. “So you would consider getting married.”
“Yes baby I would, can I get back to my work now? I have to have this song written.” he kisses your cheek, making you smile. “Yeah sure.” you nod letting him get back to his song writing.
Niall: As you put on the dress you’re wearing to your sisters wedding you smile starting to think. You think about how lovely it would be to be the bride for once and not just be the maid of honor or the bridesmaid. Niall zips up the back, pushing your hair to one side, before clipping on a gold necklace for you. “Thank you”
“you’re welcome, you look nice in the dress.”
“and you look handsome in a suit and tie” you giggle adjusting his tie. “Hm I don’t brush up too bad.” Niall chuckles, before allowing you to continue getting ready. “Niall?”
“you know how you say I can always talk to you?”
“Yes. What’s wrong?” he instantly asks,
“Well.. I want to be the bride instead of the bridesmaid for once. I’m always the one in the coloured dress, I want to be the one in the white.” you pout, causing Niall to raise a brow. “Is this a hint?”
“oh no, no, not at all I was just speaking my mind. Sorry.” you look down feeling like Niall feels pushed. “Oh y/n don’t be sorry, I’m glad I know how you feel now, I want to be the one getting married too, instead of the best man or whatever.” Niall confesses, bringing a smile to your face. “Really?”
“Yep” he nods popping the P, before walking to the wardrobe dropping the conversation.
Liam: You sit at the brides table, looking at the sparkling wine. You’re at your little sisters wedding, yes little sister. She’s only 19 and getting married. You’re much older and still not even engaged. You huff a little jealous that she married before you, it’s not a competition but you can’t help but feel a little jealous. “You look miserable” Liam comments sipping the champagne. “That should be me.” you mutter,
“Are you jealous?”
“I think you are. Come on she’s happy.”
“I know, but still” you groan,
“I know you want to get married.”
“And I know you don’t.” you reply,
“that’s not entirely true, I just don’t want to get married straight away.”
“I know, I gathered that from things you’ve said previously.”
“Cheer up, your time will come soon, I promise.” Liam whispers, kissing your cheek. He doesn’t break his promises, so something tells you he has a little plan.
Zayn: After reading a romantic book, you’ve gotten a few ideas in your head. One being marriage. You’ve thought about it a few times, but never spoken about it, it’s more of an idea that has stayed towards the back of your mind. “Hey Zayn?”
“You know how you’re always open for new ideas?” you question trying to weasel your way around things subtly.
“Well how about marriage? It’s fun” you blurt out, and he laughs. “That’s what they said about younger siblings. It’ll be fun they said.” he jokes,
“they are fun”
“Hm yeah at times.”
“So what about marriage? What are your views on it?” you question placing the book on the table.
“My views? Well I guess it’s something that is important and means a lot. It’s a commitment, a commitment that some people don’t understand.”
“What if we made that extra step? Make the commitment?” you smile,
“Hm I don’t know, we are young.”
“Yeah I know, but age is just a number. It’s up to us to make it work.” you encourage, “I get your point, I do. I just want to wait a bit until marriage. But when the time gets closer you’ll know.” he winks, making you smirk.