So... this is gonna be depressing. There's angst, but nothing triggering, I don't think so at least. Anyways, I hope you enjoy.

Your POV

I was too late, there was nothing I could do.

I sat there on the table staring into space, looking at the flowers on display. I was at a wedding, unfortunately it wasn't my wedding.

It was Noels' wedding and it wasn't to me, it was to Meg. Noel and Meg were finally married, she was Meg Gallagher.

But I was still Y/N L/N, single and hopelessly in love with Noel.

But I left it too late, I couldn't tell him. Liam shook me gently and asked, "Hey, you okay?"

I looked at him, staring into his concerned eyes. If I wanted to, I could have gone with Liam. But there was two problems.

One, he was already married, though it had already been a shite marriage. Two, he wasn't Noel.

I nodded and mumbled, "I'm fine, Liam."

Liam sighed and explained, "You're not fine, love, and I'm not surprised. Maybe you should tell him, even if it isn't really worth it. You love him, Y/N, he deserves to know that."

I shook my head and grumbled, "I can't now, not ever. He's married, and I'm not about to tell him that I've been in love with him ever since we were 18. I'm not going to do that to him, not on his wedding day."

Liam sighed sadly and simply nodded. I went into my mini bag and pulled out my hip flask. I opened the top and drunk the vodka that was in it, I coughed slightly since it was just vodka and nothing else, as well as it being awfully strong.

But I needed something to get me through the worst day of my life.

Eventually, it was time for Liam to make his best man speech. He told funny stories about Noel, which were highly entertaining and amusing to listen to. But I still couldn't get over the heartbreak and emptiness of my heart.

Liam eventually finished as he raised his glass and said out loud, "But once again, congratulations to the happy couple. My twat of a brother, Noel and his lovely bird Y/N- I mean, Meg! Obviously, I meant Meg."

Everyone stared at him in shock, he practically said that he thought that me and Noel were the happy couple. I felt the eyes burning into me, people whispering to each other.

No doubt they think me and Noel were having some kind of an affair.

Liam cleared his throat awkwardly and mumbled, "So, let's raise our glasses, to the the bride and groom."

Everyone said, "To the bride and groom."

Well, everyone except me. I stayed silent as I drank my champagne, hoping to drink away my pain and embarrassment.

Liam sat back down, I hissed at him, "What the fuck were you playing at?!"

Liam quietly exclaimed, "It was by accident, I swear! I didn't meant to!"

I shook my head as I scoffed, I grunted, "You completely humiliated me. You humiliated your brother and Meg!"

Liam argued, "Well, it's not my fuckin' fault if I would rather have my own brother be with the one person he actually cares about!"

I stared at him in shock, his words sinking me. I whispered, "What?"

Liam widened his eyes and mumbled, "Shit, I wasn't meant to say that."

I asked, "Say what?"

Liam said, "Nothing, it's nothing. It's just I wish it was yours and Noels' wedding day."

I sighed gently and mumbled, "Me too."

I pulled out my hip flask again and took another massive sip from it. Liam saw it and asked, "What's in there?"

I said, "Vodka."

"Can I have a sip?" Liam asked.

I looked at him with raised eyebrows and said, "Get your own."

Liam rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Bitch."

I smiled slightly and mumbled, "Twat."

We looked at each other and laughed, Liam always knew how to make me laugh.

Eventually, the party started and everyone was pissed and dancing around. I actually forget that it was a wedding and rather just another fun night out.

Until it was the first dance, the first dance between Noel and Meg. I couldn't bare to watch, I know I sound selfish, but seeing them so happy made me want to scream in agony.

Because if I hadn't been such a chicken, there was a tiny chance that it could have been me. It could have been me dancing with Noel.

I felt myself wanting to burst into tears, so I quietly got up and headed to the garden. As soon as I was outside, I just lost it. I sobbed and cried to my hearts content.

I stumbled over to the gazebo, which was hidden behind a bunch of trees. It was lit up with fairy lights and flowers, it looked almost fantasy-like.

I sat in the middle of it and continued to cry. I pulled out my hip flask once again and drank the remainder of the vodka. I sighed as the liquid burned down my throat, helping me forgot.

I eventually pulled out a cigarette and lit up with my lighter. I placed it between my lips and took a long drag before blowing out, calming me down.

After a few minutes, I heard some movement. I got up and looked over to see Noel. Noel saw me and smiled widely.

He asked cheerfully, "Y/N! What you found here?"

I shrugged and said casually, "Just chilling out, party was getting crowded and I'm not a big fan of crowds."

Noel chuckled slightly and asked, "Are you coming back in?"

I took another drag of my cigarette and shook my head. "I think I'll stay here, it's peaceful," I said as I blew out again.

Noel looked at me confused and asked, "Are you okay?"

I nodded and mumbled, "I'm fine."

Noel walked towards me, and I could feel myself becoming weak again. Noel does that to me, makes me weak and vulnerable.

Noel stood in front me, awfully close. I asked, "Won't your missus be wondering where you are?"

Noel shook his head, he gently took my hand and looked at me with concern in his beautiful eyes. I could feel myself tearing up again, why did I have to catch feelings?

Why didn't I tell him how I felt before it was too late?

Noel mumbled, "You haven't spoken to me at all today, I know something's wrong. I saw you earlier drinking from a flask, no one brings a flask unless they're an alcoholic or they need something to help them cope."

I whispered, "Noel, I'm fine.."

"Y/N, tell me please," he quietly exclaimed as he squeezed my hand.

I could feel myself about to burst into tears again, but I tried so hard to keep it together. I whispered, "I can't.."

"Why not?" Noel asked desperately.

"I just can't.. I'm sorry.." I whimpered.

As Noel was about to say something, he grabbed my other hand and said, "Dance with me."

I pulled a confused face and said, "Wait, what?"

Noel smirked and whispered, "Dance with me, Y/N."

I raised an eyebrow and commented, "I'm not sure that's exactly appropriate. The groom dancing with his best friend rather then the new wife."

Noel mumbled, "I don't care, fuck what's appropriate."

I smiled slightly, he still was Noel.

He placed both my hands about his neck and he placed his on my waist, as he pulled me closer. We swayed gently around the gazebo, looking into each other's eyes, trying to not step on each other's toes.

As we continued to slowly dance, our lips slowly but gradually came closer to each other until I could feel his gentle breath on mine.

He mentioned, "Why did you run off? When me and Meg were dancing, you ran off."

I sighed and said, "Can we please not talk about it?"

Noel whispered, "I've danced with two people tonight. One was the one I married."

He leaned towards my ear and finally whispered gently, "The other one was the one I wanted to marry."

My breath hitched, he meant me. We wanted to marry me, he loved me. I looked at him in utter shock, I felt tears coming up again.

I whispered, "Noel.."

He whispered back, "Y/N.."

He looked into my eyes and then placed his gentle lips on mine.

He was soft at first, staying still as he kissed me. But a few seconds later, he got more passionate, as if he had waited so long to kiss me.

He shamelessly moaned into my lips and gently pushed me to a pillar in the gazebo, keeping a firm grip on my waist.

I kissed back, wanting that moment to never end. I pulled on his hair slightly, making him moan again and smile at me.

He lifted one leg to his waist and started to stoke underneath my thigh. But as tried to further, I realised how wrong this was.

He was married, we were doing this at his own fucking wedding! I loved him and I would have gone all the way, but not like this.

I gently pushed him back, looking at him with tears in my eyes, knowing what I was about to do.

Noel looked at me in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"

I whispered, "I'm sorry, Noel. I can't do this.. I love you, but I can't do this, not when you're married."

Noel placed his hands on my cheek and said, "Please, I know it seems like I'm using you, but I'm not. I didn't want to marry her, I wanted to marry you! Only you! I fuckin' love you, Y/N!"

I sniffed as tears came streaming down. All this time, he felt the same way. All those years wasted when we could have been something more, all because fate stopped us from being together.

Noel suggested, "Come with me. We can leave, go anywhere, I don't fuckin' care! Run away with me."

I shook my head and explained, "No, we can't. I want to, believe me, I do. But we both need to move on. You're married, to someone who really loves you. You made your vows, stick to them."

Noel quietly started to cry and exclaimed, "But I love you!"

I exclaimed, "I love you too! But I won't elope with you, trust me, it's better if we end it here."

Noel cried and kissed me once again. He ran his fingers down my hair as I kept my hands in both sides of his cheek. After a minute, I pulled away.

I caressed his cheek and whispered, "Make her happy, Noel. She deserves it, and look after Liam."

I kissed his cheek one last time and started to walk away, eventually pulling away from him. I started to walk away from the gazebo and into the car park.

Noel cried out, "I'll come back to you! If me and her don't work out, I'll come back to you!"

I sobbed as I walked away, in the shining moonlight on our short lived love.

I'm not too sure if I should a part 2 with a happy ending or just leave it here. Let me know which one I should do. But this is definitely my favourite oneshot besides the Liam smut. Anyways, I hope you've enjoyed.