A/N: First part of what I currently have planned as a three chapter story. Loosely based on the Taylor Swift song of the same name, I hope you like it!
Speak Now
As she snuck into the church, Milah couldn't quite believe what she was doing. She had only heard about the time and place of the wedding two days ago when Graham, the best man, had let it slip when they accidently bumped into each other at the pub. She thought that blonde bitch Killian was marrying would've insisted on a lavish ceremony in the States, as it was where the two of them had met, but lucky for her, they had come to Ireland to do it.
She hid in the first pew she came across, staying well away from anyone who might recognise her, if all went to plan, no-one would realise she was even here until it was too late. Milah couldn't let Killian marry whatshername, she wanted him back, wanted to tell him she was sorry for all she said before he left Ireland for the states.
The church was filling up, as Milah amused herself by making fun of the bride's family's outfits, all pastel and colour co-ordinating. Soon, the man in question appeared, Graham by his side. She smiled. Killian looked as handsome as ever in his black tux, but she knew he would look much better out of it.
It was time for the ceremony to begin, and the organist began playing. Barbie the bride walked down the aisle in a white dress that wouldn't have looked out of place in a Disney movie.
She blanked out the opening part, only listening for one line from the vicar's lips.
"If anyone objects to this marriage, let them speak now or forever hold their peace."
On cue, Milah stood up, earning horrified gasps from everyone, however her focus was purely on Killian. She started her speech that she had rehearsed time and time again for this moment.
"Killian, I didn't want to do this on your wedding day, but if I didn't do it now, then I never would've had the chance. I love you, I miss you, and I'm sorry for everything I said. Please, I beg you, don't marry her, and run away with me."
The room was deathly silent, as everyone turned to Killian to see his reaction. He stood frozen for a moment, then realised what had to be done. He turned to Emma, his gorgeous bride, and told her to stay where she was. He then invited Milah to come talk to him privately in the chambers. She walked down the aisle, head high, and threw a smug smile in Emma's direction as she followed Killian through the door.
End Note: Please review! I'd love to know what you think, and whether I should continue writing this