Arranged with Style.

5.

That's who I picture as Clover, ignore the middl fingers cos clovers not like that just appreance wise lol But that's just me, you guys can have her as anyone you like!

I watch unamused as hired workers rush around carrying mountains of decorations such as drapes, jewels, lights, glitter, everything under the name of sparkle basically. Tomorrow night is the engagement party, and then 2 days after is. . .the big one. Huge knots of dread and anxiousness have settled into my stomach since a week ago and consuming a full meal has become a task, it seems like century's ago when I was a carefree teenager-- carefree SINGLE teenager without the shadow of marriage and future hanging above me. Sure, I'm not as spontaneous as Silver, but I hadn't planned out my life, and even though I did have a few things I wanted to do in the foreseeable future, marriage was definitely not one of them.

I had thought whenever the right guy would come by and I fell in love, everything else would fall into place, but as of 2 weeks ago, I've had a huge wake up call, the realisation that Mr. Right wasn't ever going to come along, and I was never going to fall in love and nothing would fall into place. It wasn't usual of me to be so so damn pessimistic, I was more the glass half full type of person but in a wild situation like this I'm pretty sure even the most optimistic person would be carrying a shit load of negative thoughts on their shoulders.

I was sat absentmindedly tossing my phone between my hands as I mulled over my situation. I was going to be married, in 2 days time to a man by the name of Harry Styles who, judging from first impressions only, Is a seemingly grouchy person. I knew nothing about him, I mean, he could be a drug dealer! Or a thief, psycho, like how on earth are my parents Ok With this, well not just 'Ok' absolutely bloody excited! I sighed defeatedly, by the end of the week I was going to end up married wether I liked it or not, that much was clear.

"Oii Clo!" A loud shout erupted through the quiet air of my little bubble I had created and successfully ripped me from my thought process.

"Huh, what?" I asked snapping my head up to meet Silvers excited gaze as she stood by the entrance of the living room, she grinned happily as she strutted forward and gripped my wrist tugging me after her without a word. Something about her smile was warning me, something about it was way too friendly and nice for someone like Silver.

"Where are we going?" I groaned, highly displeased with the thought of moving away from my warm spot on the couch and actually using my brain and body for anything.

"Good things come to those who wait," she cooed condescendingly still tugging me though the throng of workers and out of the house where I could make out the figures of Jace, Zayn and Casey stood by my car. I huffed pulling my wrist away from where it was being held hostage and letting it drop by my side.
I was stomping my feet as I walked and letting my heels drag like a moody toddler, my arms swinging by my sides with a lack of motivation.

We approached my group of eager friends as they all greeted me cheerfully.

"What do you want?" I replied bluntly raising a brow, Casey rolled her eyes as she put her arm over my shoulder.

"Now, there's no need for that attitude missy," I grumbled under my breath shrugging her arm off me.

Zayn reached forward and flicked me on the forehead rolling his eyes also, I flinched rubbing the spot as I glared at him.

"Ow! Zayn!"

"We're about to give you a joint-early-engagement present and we don't need you ruining our day," He said sternly. I brightened up at the thought of a present from my best friends, knowing how quirky and spontaneous they are it should be interesting to see what they've got planned, interesting and borderline terrifying. Although, it being a engagement present completely ruins it and I can feel the same sinking feeling I've been feeling the last week come back to me at the reminder.