Carly just graduated from high school and she later finds out she has to have an arranged marriage to Liam Payne from One direction. She doesn't like it at all.
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***Carly's POV***
I'm standing outside of the apartment complex. I'm hesitating to walk inside. I really don't want to go through with this. I know if I walk inside that means I only have three more months left of freedom and then I'm leaving for London coming fall. I hate my life right now. I'm just staring up at the sky, praying to God that I will find a way out of this arranged marriage. "Carly watch out!" Ryder yells at me. I turn towards Ryder and that's when something hits me hard in the head. I fall to the ground. "Liam are you trying to kill your fiancé before you marry her?" I can hear laughing. I open my eyes and I see three heads looking down at me. "What happened?" Lucas is trying not to laugh while Ryder is already laughing and Liam is just showing no emotion at all. "Damn what happened to Carly?" Abby questions when she walks out of the building. I'm glad someone cares. Lucas turns to Abby still trying not to laugh. "Liam kicked a soccer ball at Carly's head." Now Lucas is laughing. Abby glares at Lucas and right away he stops. "I didn't try it." Liam sounds innocent. I know he tried it. I sit up and I have a really bad headache. I put my hand on my head. "I don't care if you didn't try it or not. Carly are you okay?" Abby asks me concerned. "I'm fine. I just want to get off the fucking ground." Right away Ryder offers me his hand and he pulls me up. I am standing on my feet and right away I feel dizzy. My eyes are getting blurry. "I think I need to lie down." Right when I say that I faint.
***Liam's POV***
After I hit Carly with the ball I feel worse. Why does everything keep happening? Ryder pulls Carly to her feet, but Carly didn't look so good. She was turning pale. "I think I need to lie down." After Carly said those words she fainted. I quickly move forward and grab her so she won't bang her head again. "Let's get her inside." I say to everyone. I pick her up bridal style and walk toward the apartment complex. Ryder open the door for me. "You're getting practice for when you get married." I glare at Ryder and he just shut his mouth even though when I walk inside I have a smirk on my face. When I walk into our apartment I place Carly on the couch. She looks so peaceful when she's sleeping. I sit on the chair next to her and I just watch her sleep. Well she's not really sleeping. She's passed out. Abby comes walking in and she walks right up to me and hits me on my arm. It didn't faze me at all, but I did deserve that. "Can you please stop hurting Carly?" Abby looks at me pleading with her eyes. I just nod at her and she walks into the kitchen. Dylan walks in with Ryder. Dylan is the guy that gave Carly the picture. He likes her. I can see it in his eyes whenever he looks at her and now I stole her from him. This damn arranged marriage is screwing everything up. "Can I talk to you?" Dylan asks me. I nod to him. He walks out the door. I get up from the chair and follow him. We are back outside. Dylan is sitting on the steps. He pulls out a cigarette and lights it. I stand a couple feet away from him. I was never a big fan of smoking. I don't even like it when Zayn smokes in front of me. Dylan looks at me. "You don't like smoking?" "No." Dylan nods and right away drops the cigarette to the ground and steps on it to put it out. "Carly doesn't like it either. I tried quitting, but it's really hard when your friends smoke also." I just nod and look away from him. Why are we having this conversation? "Anyway I didn't ask you to come out here to talk about smoking." "Then why did you bring me out here?" I look at him and he looks tired. "I really care for Carly." "I know." "I'm just going to say this once. If you hurt her I will come and hunt you down. I don't like to see Carly cry." "I won't hurt her." I try to sound convincing, but I don't even know myself if I will hurt her or not. I don't want to hurt her, but everything I do is just hurting her. "You better promise. Cause ever since you've been here all you did was hurt her." I know he is going to bring up yesterday. "Carly is a great singer and she loves to sing. So don't lie to her." Dylan gets up off the steps. "I promise I won't hurt her anymore." I know I'm getting myself into trouble with this, but I need to stop hurting Carly and it's going to start now. "Good." Dylan walks back inside and I am just left standing outside thinking what I just agreed to.
***Carly's POV***
I open my eyes and I am laying on the couch in the apartment. I hear voices coming from the kitchen. I see the door open and Dylan walks in. When he sees that I'm awake he smiles at me. I smile back and he walks over to me. I sit up slowly so he can sit down. "You okay?" Dylan asks me and I just nod. He puts his arm around my shoulders and pulls me into his chest. Was he comforting me? For what though? I pull away and look at Dylan confused. "Dylan what's wrong?" Dylan just shakes his head and that's when the door opens and Liam walks in. Liam looks at me and Dylan; I think I saw him glare at Dylan. I get up off the couch and walk over to Liam. "Hey." "Hello." He isn't looking at me; he is still looking at Dylan. What is his problem? "Oh good your awake Carls." I turn to Abby. Christy, Nicole, Ryder and Lucas were standing next to her. "Yeah. What did I miss?" I look at everyone. Liam is still glaring at Dylan and he is looking at Liam. What is going on between them two? "Nothing. We unpacked everything for you." I smile at Christy. I walk over to them and we have a little group hug. We all pull away. I smile at all of them. Lucas has his signature smirk on and I chuckle at him. "We will leave so you two can get settled in." Abby says with a cheesy grin. I roll my eyes. I say goodbye to them all and close the door. So this is it. I'm moved into our apartment. I turn around and Liam is sitting on the couch. He doesn't seem himself. "What's wrong with you?" Liam looks up at me with a confused look. "What are you talking about?" "You were glaring at Dylan. Why?" Liam shakes his head and gets up off the couch. I take a couple steps toward him so he won't run off into the bedroom. "What happened between you and Dylan?" "Nothing happened. Dylan was just being a good friend." Liam looks away and I can tell something is bothering him; I know he won't tell me. He will just push me away. "Why won't you tell me the real reason?" I close the distance between us and I push Liam back onto the couch. But I wasn't expecting Liam to pull me down with him. So now I am sitting on his lap. Liam is smirking at me. I hit Liam's arm. "Stop." "Stop what? You fell on top of me." That damn smirk won't leave Liam's lips. I am definitely blushing by this point. Liam's smirk just stays there. "You're enjoying this aren't you?" I ask Liam and he just nods. He tightens his grip on my waist. I put my hands on his chest to stop him. I get off him and run into the bedroom and shut the door. Now who's pushing who away?
