it’s crazy how life works. just 11 years you and daniel made a promise that if u made it to 23 and you both weren’t married, you’d marry eachother. you’ve been best friends since u were 12 years old so a while.

today he’s getting married, yet you can’t help but regret not telling him how you’ve felt basically all of ur friendships.

“well quinn better know how lucky she is” u say fixing his tie. he chuckles and nods “yeah well i’m the lucky one.”

at the alter, they’re stood facing eachother.

“if anyone knows or any reason these two shouldn’t marry please speak now.”

hearing that was creating a massive battle in ur head, u could’ve stopped this here and now but you didn’t. it came to the speech part of the night, you’re up,