You've known you're going to marry liam since you were four. Both of your parents made that very clear.

Today was finally your wedding day and you were outside trying to get black out drunk, you didn't want to remember anything about today.

You were about to down your first drink when liam swiftly grabbed the bottle out of your hand and held your wrist up tightly and slapped you firmly but not painfully. "Not today..." He said plainly and slightly amused as he dragged you back into the estate.