𝐇𝐢𝐦, 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝒜𝓇𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝒹 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝟤

Warnings: Language
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"This is him?" I ask her.

"yes" She answers.

Oh shit.
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"And you are?" C/n, asks.

I look at him, still shocked.

"Y/n Y/l/n" I tell him.

His eyes widen, realizing who I was.

"your the girl I'm marrying?" He asks with an attitude.

"I guess so" I say to him, looking at Eleanor, because I have no where else to look.

"Eleanor! C/n! And Y/n!, come downstairs, it's time for dinner!" I hear, Their mother call.

"Let's go!" Eleanor squeals.

She pulls me with her, walking straight past
C/n, my arm slightly bumping into his shoulder.

He follows soon after.

We make it to their dining room, and it's huge.

Really

Really

Big.

The table is pretty long, I'll say about 10 feet.

They have our names on cards, where we're supposed to sit.

Me sitting beside c/n, ofc.

I'm his future wife, of course they would do that....

"Good evening" Rosalie says to her son.

"Good evening, Mother" he says.

We begin to eat, my father talking to his father.

Eleanor, watching their conversation intently.

Trying her best to not get bored of the conversation.

"Y/n, what do you do hun?" Rosalie asks me.

"Oh, I design clothes" I tell her.

"Oh wow, that sounds so exciting" she says, smiling at me.

I obviously smile back to her.

C/n glaring at me, looking annoyed.

I don't know how I'm gonna survive with this fucking prick.

I look at him, glaring back at him.

"It is, it's very exciting you know, I love using my imagination to create things so I thought being a fashion designer could open my imagination a little more, and it did" I say to her, lightly smiling.

"Well I'm glad you enjoy it." She says.

"C/n, what do you do" I look at him, annoying him on purpose.