An Arranged Marriage [One Direction]

Chapter 5

[Lauren's P.O.V]

After a very long, plane ride, we were in London. I was anxiously looking around at the crowd, hoping to spot my mother.

"Mom!" I hugged her close, and started sobbing. 

"Is Justin alright? Please tell me he's fine. Please!" I said, blubbering.

"Go and look yourself. He's in room 567." Mom said.

Without waiting, I ran up to the fifth floor. I couldn't get there fast enough. I opened the door to see Justin and Liam talking. Thank the heavens. "Justin!" I screamed and ran up to him, eager.

"Lauren. I missed you. How are you?" He said, rather weak.

"I'm okay. But I should be asking you that question!" I said, relieved.

I turned to Liam. "Liam? When did you get here?" I asked.

"When you and your Mom were talking." Liam explained.

"How that accident happen?" I asked Justin, curious.

"...I was drunk, and my car crashed." He answered, which earned a smack behind the head from me.

"Ouch! What was that for?" He asked, rubbing the back of his head.

"That's for being an idiot!. Who the hell drives when they're drunk!?" I angrily said.

"I'm sorry." He said, ashamed. I leaned over and kissed his cheek. He returned one on mine.

"Good, now Liam, take me home, I'm about to fall asleep, standing here." I said, yawning.

" Let's go." Liam said, draping his arm across my shoulders.

"Bye, bro. I ope you get well soon. And hey, no more drunk driving!" I said, tsking.

Liam shook my brother's hand.

"Okay lovebirds, shoo." He shoo'ed us...

"Liam? Where do we live? Do we even have a place to go?" I asked him once we  were settled in the car. 

"We have a place, my dad bought it for us, as a wedding gift. It's just down the road. We'll be there, five minutes tops." I he said. I nodded.

[Liam's P.O.V]

Lauren is going to go man when she finds out we share a room. I looked over her, and see she's sleeping, with her head on the window. I smiled to myself. She's so beautiful really. Wait... What? I can't be thinking these thoughts! I barely know her! I'm not falling for her, right? Nu-uh. I'm not . No way.

We arrived at the house soon enough. It was a bungalow, with a master bedroom, a guest room, three regular bedrooms, a big kitchen, and it was on a nice piece of land. Lauren was still sleeping peacefully. I didn't want to wake her up, so I just carried her bridal style to the door.

I cross the threshold, and chuckle to myself. This is perfect.

I climb up the stairs with ease. She's as light as a feather.

I put her on our bed. I notice she's wearing jeans. That must not be comfortable. I hate sleeping in jeans. As the good husband I am, I changed her out of her jeans. No funny bussiness, I promise!

I had to admitted, her body is fit. Seriously.

I tucked her under the covers. I changed for myself before slipping beside her. I hugged her waist, gazing at her serene face.

"Goodnight, Lauren." I whispered, and fall into a deep sleep.

***

"Liam... Liam... Wake up!" My eyes fluttered open.

"What?" I asked Lauren.

"Your phone's ringing. The contact name is... Danielle?" She looked confused.

I chuckle, "Oh, it's my ex girlfriend. Did you pick it up?" I asked. She shook her head.

"Okay then. I'm gonna call her. Go take a shower, we're going to meet the lads." I said, with a grin.

"Okay!" She says, and skips to the bathroom.

Now, where is that phone? There it is! Picking it up, I dial Dani's number.

[L = Liam, D= Dani]

D: "Hello?"

L: "Hey, I just was wondering why you called?"

D: "I need to tell you something."

L: "Well, go on..."

D: "I really love you, and I miss you. I need you back in my life. I can't stand not being with you."

I was speechless.

L: "Dani, I loved you, but now I have a wife. I can't do that to her. I still love you, but I'm not in love with you. Do you understand?"

D: "But , I know you don't love her! Right!? You just met her! Please, come back to me! Take me back, Liam!"

L: "No! I can't do that, and I won't! I have moved on. You should move on, too."

With that, I hung up.

"Liam?" I turned around to see Lauren in a towel. What is this? The third time I've seen her in just a towel? I'm fine with that.

"Yes?" I say.

"Why did you pick me over your girlfriend?" She said, looking down.

I patted the space beside me. She came and sat, and looked at me. I take her hand, "You are my wife. She was my girlfriend. What I know is, I make a promise, a promise that I will not hurt you, to your father. I will pick you either way,  because you are the girl that is going to be with me for the rest of my life. Not Danielle. Not anyone else. It's you." I said smiling at her.

"Thanks." She said, blushing. Wait, did she just blush?

She stood up quickly and left my side. Nope, she can't get away from me that easily. I go behind her, and hug her waist, causing her to shriek.

"Don't do that! I almost had a heart attack!" She yelled. I laughed. She tried to get away from me, but I just held on tighter.

"Oh my god, I don't know what to wear." She complained to herself, ignoring the fact that we are so close.

"Come, I'll help you." I said, leading her to her bags of clothes. After picking white jeans and a red tank top, with a white cardigan, she nodded.

"You have a good fashion sense, Liam. Now let me go. I need to change." She said, looking at the clothing. I let go of her and kissed her cheek. She blushed again. It was cute.

As always, she changed infront of me. She didn't put on any makeup.

"Lauren, how come you don't wear makeup, babe?" I asked.

"Did you just called me babe? Anyways, I hate makeup with a passion. When ever I wear it, I feel like I'm wearing a mask!" She said, while making a hand gesture in the air. I smiled at her. She was really something.

"Okay, your turn. Pick my clothing. I'll be back in fifteen mintues." I told her, walking into the washroom.

***
Lauren has good style. She picked a black v-neck t-shirt, with white chinos, and a pair of Converse for me. She's such a good wife.

"Lauren? Lauren?" I called her since I couldn't find her in our room.

"In the kitchen!" She yelled from downstairs.

I decend the stairs, to see Lauren making breakfast.

"What's for breakfast?" I asked, plopping down on a chair.

"Pancakes and waffles. If it's awful, I'm sorry." She said while pouring some tea. She so innocent. Making breakfast for her husband. We were like an old couple .

I take the plate of pancakes pancakes she gave me and drown them in chocolate syrup. My eyes went wide. "This is awesome!" I said, tasting the pancakes, throwing my hands up in the air.

"Your like a child." She said, smiling.

This day is going to be interesting. I smile, chewing my delicious panckes.

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