"Come on, Y/n, you're minoring in Creative Writing," Y/n said, trying to write her wedding vows. "This shouldn't be that hard."

The wedding was in three weeks and Y/n was trying to write her wedding vows now, so she wouldn't stress about it right before the wedding.

"Dear Tom, I hate your stinking guts. You make me want to vomit. You're the scum between my toes," Y/n wrote, muttering what she was writing. "Love, Y/n."

"Classic movie," Dylan said walking in. "But I'd use a different quote."

Y/n sighed crumpling up the paper. "That's what I thought too," she said, throwing the paper into the trash can. "I feel like it's a little too strong."

"I dare you to put 'what a hunk' somewhere in it," Dylan smirked. "That should help you figure out something."

"Maybe I will," Y/n laughed. "Oh, what if I sang-"

"Maybe you should not do that," Dylan said hurriedly. "Love your singing, but I don't think everyone wants to hear you sing like a child."

"Come on," Y/n said. "It's romantic."

"You want to sing a song from a children's comedy movie," Dylan sighed. "As a now legal, eighteen-year-old kid fresh outta high school, I'm just saying it's not as romantic as you think."

"Sure," Y/n said, rolling her eyes. "I think it's cute, so it's fine."

"If you're going to sing a song from a children's movie, choose another movie," Dylan said. "Like, Shrek."

"That's a good idea," Y/n said, in a slightly sarcastic tone, but slightly serious.

"That's because it is a good idea," Dylan corrected.

"Okay, well get out," Y/n said, waving him away. "I have a wedding vow to write."

*time skip brought to you by  animals in cowboy hats*

"Then I saw your face," Y/n mumbled. "Now I'm a believer."

She had thrown away ten drafts, not knowing what to say.

"We've been with each other through thick and thin, I've helped you hide on a cruise, we've filmed four movies together," Y/n read out loud. "That sounds so weird."

That's when her phone went off.

She turned her phone over and smiled, it was Tom.

"Hey Princess Tom," Y/n smirked.

"Hi, Love," Tom replied.

"Whatcha doin'?" Y/n asked.

"Planning some secret wedding surprise," Tom said.

"What is it?" Y/n asked in a hushed voice. "You should tell me-"

"What are you doing?" Tom interrupted, not changing the subject very smoothly.

"Doing some secret wedding things," Y/n said, imitating Tom.

"Oh, I won't ask," Tom said, Y/n could hear his smirk through the phone.

Y/n rolled her eyes. "Thanks, Thomas."

"Anything for my Broadway girl," Tom replied. "Did you hear about the Spider-Man: Far From Home premiere that's coming up."

"The one the week right before the wedding?" Y/n asked. "Of course, I've known for a while."

"Are you excited?"

"Of course, you're going to be there-"

"I'm excited because you're going to be there as well."

"And Jake is going to be there."

"Oh, did you hear we're getting married the week before the premiere?"

"Oh yeah, I got the invitation."

"Jake's making you the maid of honor."

"Yeah, he sent me the dress already."

"Did he?"

"Yes, yes it did."

"Tom! Mate!" A voice that sounded like Harrison shouted. "You have another scene to film!"

"I have to go, Love," Tom said. "Love you."

"Love you more," Y/n replied, as Tom hung up.

Y/n flopped onto her bed, falling asleep from exhaustion from planning her wedding.

*time skip brought to you by the almost wedding*

"Miss Y/n! Mr. Holland!" reporters shouted at them at the premiere of Spider-Man: Far From Home.

"This is weird," Y/n whispered to Tom. "It's one week before our wedding, and I'm at a premiere, not planning."

"It's good to take a break," Tom smiled. "And you needed one, so did I."

"I do need a break." Y/n said. "I break from smiling."

Tom chuckled as they were stopped.

"How do you two feel about being called 'the cutest couple'?" a reporter asked.

"It's an honor," Tom said.

"We were surprised when they told us about it," Y/n said. "But we really are honored."

"How soon is the wedding we're waiting for?" another reporter asked.

Y/n and Tom exchanged looks, not knowing what to say.

"We don't know yet," Y/n said. "But Tom and Jake are getting married-"

"We're already married, actually," Tom said.

"Oh right, it was last week," Y/n said. "I almost forgot."

"What about me?"

Jake showed up out of nowhere, putting a hand on both of their shoulders.

"Our wedding," Tom said. "It was really beautiful."

"I got to be the maid of honor, remember?" Y/n said. "You can't tell me you already forgot your own wedding."

"Oh, I thought you guys were talking about your own wedding," Jake chuckled. "Which hasn't happened yet- say, when is that happening."

"Not sure yet," Tom said. "I hope it's soon though, I can't wait to marry this gorgeous girl."

"Spider-Man actor, Tom Holland, caught in a love triangle with fianceé Y/n L/n and co-star Jake Gyllenhaal," Y/n whispered to Jake. "I can already see the headlines."

"Can you repeat that?" a reporter asked.

"Oh, we were just reminiscing about Tom and Jakes's wedding," Y/n lied, giving a convincing smile.

After a few more questions, Y/n, Tom, and Jake were on their way to talking to more reporters.

Y/n kissed Tom on the cheek when she saw Dylan and her parents. "I'll see you in a little bit."

"No, I'll see you in a bit," Tom grinned. "I'll bring my mum, Harry, and Paddy with me."

"Paddy's here?" Y/n asked, her eyes widening. "You didn't tell me until now?"

"Was I supposed to?" Tom asked, raising an eyebrow. "I wasn't aware that was something I should do."

Y/n sighed, shaking her head in disappointment.

"That was almost a Hamilton quote," she said.

"Is that all you ever think about?" Tom asked.

"Pretty much," Y/n shrugged. "But I'll see you in a bit."

Tom gave her a peck on the lips and turned away, going to go find his own family.

"Hey," Y/n grinned walking up to her family. "I see you found Harrison."

"Hey, Y/n," Harrison replied. "Where's Tom? Is he getting his mum?"

"You are correct," Y/n affirmed, with a few finger guns. "I mean, here he comes now."

"Y/n, how are you?" Nikki asked, hugging Y/n. "You look marvelous in that dress."

"Oh thank you," Y/n grinned. "You look amazing in your dress as well."

Nikki grinned, going to go talk to Y/n's parents, as Paddy and Y/n did their secret handshake.

"How's my favorite Holland?" Y/n asked.

"I thought I was your favorite," Tom frowned.

"That's rough buddy," Dylan said, putting a hand on Tom's shoulder.

It was weird to see Dylan and Tom side by side, as Dylan was about three inches taller than Tom, which was not the case four years ago, so it wasn't an understatement to say Y/n was a little freaked out to see their height differences.

"Don't listen to Tom," Paddy said. "He's just jealous."

"Thanks for telling me, Paddy," Y/n laughed. "You'll be stuck with me soon though."

"It'll be great when you are," Paddy reassured her. "But I should let you talk to Harry here," then bringing his voice to a whisper, "or else the bloke's going to be ticked off."

Y/n laughed and turned to Harry. "How's it going?"

"It's going good," Harry grinned. "How are you?"

"Tired," Y/n shrugged, but I can't wait to watch the movie."

"I can't wait to eat," Harry joked, causing Paddy and Y/n to laugh.

"What are you lot laughing about?" Harrison asked, walking up to them, Tom and Dylan stopping their conversation they were having, paying attention now.

"Nothing," Harry shrugged.

"Oh come on, it can't be nothing," Dylan said, folding his arms. "Spill the tea."

Y/n immediately started laughing at Dylan's comments, the others joining in after a bit.

When they stopped, Tom interlocked his and Y/n's arms. "Would you care to join me in taking some pictures?"

Y/n's lips curled into a smile. "Of course."

After another hour of taking photos, interviews, and not enough food, Tom and Y/n were finally seated in the theater, waiting to watch the movie they spent so much time on, Tom more than Y/n.

"I can't wait to see my Peter Parker again," Y/n whispered as the movie started, a faint smirk on her lips.

"I can't wait to see my unnamed background character again," Tom replied.

Y/n laughed softly as the first scene started.

During the movie, Y/n, of course, laughed and cried.

Although when it was the scene where MJ and Peter kissed, Y/n and Tom covered each other's eyes subconsciously while going to cover their own eyes.

Dylan and Paddy saw the scene unfold right beside them, not missing a beat to talk to Y/n and Tom about it after the movie finished.

"I swear, you two live in a dream life, where nothing bad happens," Dylan said. "Like, when was the last time you two had any conflict with life?"

"When Olivia came and found me on campus, asking me a load of random annoying questions," Y/n shrugged. "Or when David broke his arm while dancing."

"And did you ever mention any of that?" Dylan asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No?" Y/n replied. "Because they were minor details that didn't add on to the plot- I mean that didn't have anything to do with the wedding."

"The plot?" Tom asked, raising an eyebrow. "Are you having those 'we live in a book' thoughts again?"

"I'm not," Y/n reassured him. "I have writing on the brain, I didn't mean to."

"Strange," Paddy said. "Well, what you two did while Z and Tom kissed was like something out of a book- not that I've read any books like that."

"Then why'd you say that?" Tom asked his brother, raising an eyebrow. "Is there something you're keeping from us?"

"What?" Paddy said unconvincingly. "No."

"We'll get the truth out of you at some point," Y/n smirked. "Mark my words."

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