Chapter 3: Adorably Fake
"Mom, I am not having her be my bridesmaid." I say shaking my head. My hands on my face. I was trying my best to not scream at my mother because i knew that wouldn't be good. It has been a few days since I met Harry -my lovely fiance, note sarcasm.- He has my grandmother and my mom head over heels for him. Even Brent like's talking to him.
But me, i still hate his guts. He just makes me hate him more and more when he talks to me.
"Honey, But she has been your friend for a while. You need at least three bridesmaids. You need to think soon. This wedding is in about two months." My mom says standing up and walking out of the kitchen, leaving me here to scream more inside my head.
My grandma thought it was a good idea for us to get married in the summer, which meant in august which was only two months away. She thought it was love at first sight when we met. When really it was hate at first sight. My grandma thinks she knows me so well, she does with everything but when it comes to love. She is completely wrong, Very wrong.
Two months, i would be married to a man i didn't even love.
I look down at the list of bridesmaids -my so called "Friends- None of them were actually my friend's. Some of them were just my friend for my family's money.
Awesome, right?
I hear footsteps come into the kitchen. I turn my head slightly to see Brent by the fridge. He grabs a thing of yogurt then turns to me.
"What's up?" He ask chuckling lightly. I glare at him, pointing my pointer finger at him.
"You shut your mouth. This will be happening in two years. Then i will laugh in your face." I say smirking at him.
"Looks like Harry is rubbing off on you." He says grinning at me. I shake my head, bring my face into a fake smile.
"Nope, that is were you a very very wrong." I say showing him Harry has not at all.
"Have fun at your date tonight." He says laughing before leaving the kitchen. My eyes go wide remembering Harry and i have a date tonight. Planned by my wonderful mom.
"Dammit" i mutter under my breath. I look over at the clock seeing i had a hour and a half to get ready. I sigh getting up going to my room. Going over to my walk in closet i look through my dresses. My mom said dress nice. I sigh looking through all my dresses. I was very tempted to just wear skinny jeans and a shirt.
"Hmm, Better not" I say chuckling to myself. I know if i came down with my hair in a bun, with no makeup, then not a fancy outfit my mom would literally kill me. She likes Harry and doesn't want me to ruin it.
Even though i want to very bad, i know it will hurt my grandmother really bad.
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Fanfiction"Oh come on babe. We could be friends. I mean, we are going to be married for a long while and we can't hate each other when we are around people." He says his faces coming closer to mine. He slowly puts his hand on my my arm, his finger going slowl...
