I Want (To Be Loved By You)

Chapter 2

"What?!" I yell.

"Indoor voice, Lana." My mother hushes me. I clench my fists to stop from slapping her and breathe deeply.

"What the fuck do you mean I'm getting married?" I growl.

"Language!" My mother says. I roll my eyes.

"You are getting married to a very nice young man." My mother says.

"You mean a very nice young stranger?" I scoff. "I probably don't know him!"

They exchange a sneaky smile.

"Maybe not, but you know of him." They say, smiling. I give them a confused stare. "Who then?" I demand. Again they just look at each other. Starting to get really annoyed here...

"You'll find out in a minute, because you're going to live with him in an apartment." My dad says.

"I'm nearly 18, you can't do this to me!" I say.

"Yes, you said it. Nearly 18. Not quite. Until then, you do as we say.

"Ugh!" I throw my hands up in frustration and stop up to my room, making sure to slam my door as hard as I can to show them that I am seriously pissed off. I throw myself on the bed and scream into the pillow until a knock comes to my door.

"Go away!" I yell.

"Mum and dad say you have to pack your stuff!" My stupid little brother yells. I year him walking away and get up off of the bed, sighing.

I grab a suitcase angrily and throw it down onto the bed. I stuff in some clothes, some shoes, some underwear, some personal possessions and some toiletries. "Stupid parents." I mutter.

"Are you ready Lana?" My dad calls up the stairs.

As I reply, I stomp out of my room and then pull my suitcase down the stairs, letting it thump on the steps. I know it drives them crazy. I watch my mum cringe but say nothing and we walk out to the car.

"We'll take your car and then get a taxi back." My mum says as they all climb into the car. Me in the front seat and my brother and dad in the back.

"I don't care what you do." I mutter.

After a long 30 minute drive we pull up to a posh looking apartment on the edge of the town. We hop out of the car and my mum hands me my keys.

"Thanks." I say sarcastically, She shoots me a glare and my dad picks up my suitcase.

We walk into the posh reception area and start to walk up the stairs.

"Floor 7, room 4." My dad says as we walk up and up and up.

Louis' P.O.V

"Simon, you can't do this to me! I don't want to get fucking married to some chick I don't even know!" I yell through the phone, running a hand through my hair.

"Sorry Louis, you signed the contract." He replies. I mentally curse myself. I should learn to read things.

"Her name is Lana." He says.

"Simon!" I say one last time before the phone goes dead.

She'll be there in about five minutes. Be nice. - Uncle Si

I sigh heavily and text Harry.

Hazzabear save me! :'( :'( - BooBear

I get a text back a few minutes later.

Relax Lou, it'll be fine! x - Hazzabear

I don't bother texting back as I hear a key in the lock.

"Who even is it?" I hear a girls voice as the door opens.

She turns her head round to look at me and I prepare for the screaming

But that's not what I get.

Her face mixed with the emotions of disgust and horror. "Him?!" She screams.