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***
The next morning I wake up to the sun shining through the window above my bed. I try to get up, but I am pinned down by Liam's arm; which is wrapped around my waist. I look at Liam and he is sleeping so peacefully. I smile to myself and lift his arm so I can slip off the bed. I make it to the door without him waking up. When I am out the door and turn to walk down the stairs I jump when I see my mom standing there. She crosses her arms over her chest and she narrows her eyes at me. What did I do now? "So how did you sleep?" My mom asks with anger in her voice. "Great." I don't know why she's mad, but I just act like I didn't do anything wrong. "Carly why are you still here?" "Oh..." I don't know what to say. Liam and I should be in our apartment, but we spent the night here. After we had a make out session we decided to sleep here. I didn't think mom would be angry about it. "You're planning to go home today?" Mom asks with a smile. "Yes." I smile back at her. She walks around me and walks into her room. I just sigh and walk down the stairs. Of course Rex met me at the bottom and he gives me kisses. I follow Rex into the kitchen and I am shocked to see Dylan sitting at the table. What is he doing here? "Hey." That's all that comes out of my mouth. I am at loss for words when Dylan looks up and his eyes are full of anger. Now why is he mad? Then I notice I am just wearing a sweatshirt. Liam's sweatshirt to be exact. Without a word Dylan stands up and walks towards me. His hands were clenched into fists. He walks past me. I turn towards him, but he is already out the door. I run after him. "Dylan!" Dylan stops and turns to face me on the sidewalk. He looks so hurt, but why? I know he likes me, but he really needs to get over it. Dylan opens his mouth to say something, but no words come out. "Dylan what's wrong?" I ask, but I am kind of scared to find out. "You!" Dylan yells at me and I flinch. "What did I do?" "Just forget it!" Dylan turns back around and he practically runs to his car. He speeds away and I am in tears. What have I done? "Carly?" I turn around and Liam is standing there just in a pair of jeans; no shirt. Now I know why Dylan is so mad. I shake my head and look down at the ground. I'm hurting Dylan and I didn't know it until know. Liam wraps his arm around my shoulders. I look up at him. "Let's go home." Liam says with a smile.
***Abby's POV***
I am sitting in the kitchen writing in a notebook. I am just writing a new song when I hear the doorbell ring. Who could that be? I get up out of the chair and I hear the doorbell ring again. Whoever it is, is really impatient. I swing the door open and I see Dylan standing there with an angry look on his face. I step aside so Dylan can come in. I shut the door and follow him into the kitchen. Dylan is leaning against the counter and he is getting angrier by the second. "Dylan what's wrong?" I ask. "I found Carly." Dylan sounds like she has been missing, but she hasn't. "Dylan, Carly was never missing." I say in a matter of fact tone. I know Dylan loves Carly, but he really needs to get a hold of himself. "Well all yesterday she wouldn't answer her phone. So I thought something was wrong. I went over to her house this morning and her mom told me she was still sleeping..." Dylan is just going on. I have to cut him off. "Dylan, why are you so pissed?" "Carly was wearing Liam's sweatshirt." Dylan says through clenched teeth. "What's so bad about that?" "She was...just wearing his sweatshirt." Dylan says and just like that he punches the counter. I widen my eyes at him. "Dylan she's getting married to him, so let it go." I take a step closer to him, but I am a little scared to get so close to him when he's acting like this. "Why would you tell me to just let it go?" Dylan narrows his eyes at me. I gulp. "Because you just need to get over her." "I will never get over her." "Fine. Then just be hurt all the time." I walk back to the table and sit back down. Dylan is still leaning against the counter and he is still narrowing his eyes at me. I think Dylan is going to say something, but he walks out of the kitchen and seconds later I hear the front door slam shut. I shake my head and look back down at the song I'm writing. I try to write more, but my mind just keeps thinking about Dylan. How could he be so angry about this? Doesn't he want Carly to be happy? I just hope Dylan doesn't try to do something stupid.
***Carly's POV***
I have been back in the apartment for three hours now and I haven't left my room since I got here. I actually locked myself in the room. It kills me each time I hear Liam knock on the door. The last time he knocked I just about lost it. I am standing in front of the mirror and my eyes are all puffy. Why am I crying over Dylan? Dylan is my best friend and he won't even talk to me about this. I tried calling him, but he won't answer. I hear my stomach growl and I can't stand being in this room anymore. I walk to the door and open it. I step out into the hall and it feels so...quiet. I walk to the family room and the TV is off. I look around the apartment and Liam isn't anywhere. I walk to the kitchen and I find a note on the counter.
Carly,
We need to talk when I get home. I went out to get some air. I will be back whenever I feel like it.
Love,
Liam
I can feel the tears pouring out. Right away my phone starts buzzing. I pull it out and it is Louis calling me. I sigh. "Hello." I say, but I really don't want to talk to him right now. "Hello love, why you seem so sad?" I smile to myself. Louis always knows how to make me smile even though I only met this dude a couple days ago. "I'm just having a rough day." I don't want to get into details about the Dylan thing. "You don't have to tell me. I already know." Louis chuckles through the phone when I let out a little gasp. "How do you know?" "Liam called me just a couple minutes ago. Love Liam is worried about you." Louis seems worried all of a sudden. "Well he doesn't need to worry." I try to sound okay, but I'm a bad liar. "Love I know when you're lying." "Louis I just didn't know I was hurting Dylan like that." The tears start to pour out again. "Love, Dylan will get over it." "Thanks Louis. I think I better go find Liam." I hang up with Louis and walk to the door. When I swing the door open Dylan is standing there with his head down to the ground. "Dylan?" Dylan looks up and right away he puts his arm around my waist and brings me closer to him. I don't even try to get away. But what shocks me is when Dylan presses his lips to mine. I try to tell myself to push him away, but my body won't move. "Carly?" I hear that voice that I am so scared of right now. I push Dylan away. Dylan is smirking like he won something, but I just can't move my eyes to Liam. I don't want to look at his face and see his reaction. I'm in deep shit.
