Imagines

"Niall, who are all these people?" you ask, as you look at the envelopes addressed to everyone he's invited to your wedding.
"I don't know, Y/N. Friends... family... crew... people..." He replies distractedly as he seals them and places stamps on each one.
You raise you eyebrows at him, "You aren't inviting Beyoncé or someone, are you?" You wanted to have a private wedding with just family and close friends. But Niall wanted to invite everyone he knew.

He laughs, "Of course not! ...Do you think Harry would be okay with us inviting Taylor?"

You still weren't used to him mentioning celebrities in such a casual manner. "Taylor Swift?" you ask.

He laughs again, "Yeah. What other Taylor's are there?"

You don't answer. Instead you continue flipping through envelopes. You notice one addressed to Jay Z.
"Niall! You don't even know him!" you show it to him.

"Yeah, well, he seems cool," Niall defends.

You raise your eyebrows and rifle through more cards. "You can't invite Lady Gaga!" you shout in surprise as you see one addressed to her.

"Why not?" Niall asks, breathing harder.

"You don't even know her!" you yell.

Niall stands up, "It's my wedding too, Y/N! Don't be selfish!"

Your jaw drops. You crumple the envelope and storm to the bathroom to be alone.

"Wait!" Niall calls.

But you don't turn around.
Niall knew you wanted a quiet wedding, and yet he'd been about to invite people you'd never even met! You sat down on the cold floor as your stomach growled. You hadn't eaten breakfast yet, in the hassle to address envelopes.
A few minutes later someone knocks on the door. Niall.

"Go away!" you call.

But Niall ignores it and opens the door. He stands there sheepishly as he sets down a plate of chocolates and sandwiches next to you. He sits beside you in silence as you nibble on some of the spread. After you've eaten most of it, he puts his arms around you. "I'm sorry, Y/N," he says, "I don't know what I was thinking. Actually, I wasn't."

You eat a bit more before responding, "I guess its okay. Just please don't send invites to people we don't know. Okay?"

He smiles, "Okay."

On the day of the wedding you didn't let Niall see you at all after you got your dress on.

"Just one tiny peek?" He begged from the other side of the door.

"No! Its bad luck!" you call back with a laugh.

As a result of not wanting Niall to see you until the actual wedding, you didn't see who'd come.
As you walked down the aisle you started noticing a lot of famous faces. There was, of course, Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Harry. But also Taylor Swift, Ed Sheeran, and quite a few others. Niall takes your hand as you reach him.

"You look amazing," he gushes.

"Thanks," you blush, "uh, why are all these people here?"

Niall looks at you like you're crazy, "Because it's our wedding..." he whispers back, "Are you feeling okay?" He leads you up the steps

"Yeah," you whisper.

You're about to ask why he'd still invited people you'd never met but there's no time. You exchange vows and all too soon, the ceremony is over.
You go to the reception at a fancy country club. You want to ask him during your fist dance together but so many people are watching and you don't want to ruin the moment. Finally, after you and Niall chat with about a gazillion people, you get a chance to ask him about all the people there.

"Why did you invite people I've never met before and you barely know?"

He looks taken aback by the sudden question then chuckles, "I thought it would be nice. And I know them. I took everyone off the guests list I didn't actually know well."

You bite your lip but don't say anything.

As you eat the reception dinner Niall sees something is up. He offers you some of his food even though there's plenty on your plate.

"I don't give my food to just anyone," he says, "only people I really like. I know something's wrong. What is it, princess?"

You accept the food and spill everything you'd been feeling the past few days.
When you finish, Niall looks like sad puppy.

"Why didn't you tell me straight away?" he asks.

"I tried to," you say, "But first, I thought you were taking almost everyone off. Then, I didn't think about it. And today, I didn't want to ruin anything."

"Y/N..." he smiles, "Horan, you can always tell me anything. I don't care if it's something as small as a broken nail, or as big as... Well, I don't know. But no matter what, you can come to me."

"Thank you, Ni," you smile.

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