I have an arranged marriage to my crush, but he is sort of a player

I have an arranged marriage to my crush, but he is sort of a player (8)

Chapter 8

A/N: I got really confused myself, I just wanted to highlight that the party at Tyler’s is next Saturday night, not this Saturday.

We walked in with the doona’s and went straight to Lochlan’s room. “Ah, were should I put my stuff?” I asked. “Well, you can put your clothes and stuff in those drawers. Sorry they are a bit old; we pulled it out of the shed.” “Ok, it’s cool. So where am I sleeping?” I asked. He looked down. “We sort of have to share a bed…” WHAT! “Excuse me?!” I asked. Bloody hell. (A/N: no offense to anyone that is religious). Why do we have to share a bed?! That is stupid! “Well, it is part of the contract. I was reading it the other day.” “That’s why you said to get two doona’s… so we don’t have to share. Smarty pants!” I said while high-fiving him. He looked at me absolutely gobsmacked. “What?” I asked while making the bed.

“Aren’t you like gonna freak out and say, ‘WE HAVE TO SHARE A BED?! EW! That is so ICKY!’” Seriously?

“Ok, first of all, I sound nothing like that; you sounded like a constipated two year old girl that wanted to go play with her dollies. Second, it is just a bed, not like we are doing anything, and thirdly SEPARATE DOONA’S! You dick!” “Me?! A dick?! That is not very nice! Especially from you, if you are going to insult me, I would rather you call me an idiot or something.” Hmmmm… what can I call him? “BUMHOLIAN!” I called out. “Excuse me?” he asked, “You my friend are a Bumholian.” I said while folding my arms and doing a single nod. “Where the hell do you get that shit from? First I’m a constipated two year old that would rather be playing; now I am a Bumholian!” “I am simply random; well that is what Mark and Lisa call me. But I am no way near as random as Amelia, she is on my figure team, she is waaaaaaay worse then what I am. Besides, I'm seriously not that random. I'm… different.” I smiled at him then started to put my doona in a cover.

“Different? More like insane psycho freak” I threw a pillow at him. “Shut up and help me make the bed.” After we finished, we decided to have some time out time. He was gonna go for a run, so I decided that I may as well put all my clothes away. I was half way through putting my stuff away when the a guy suddenly burst through the door.

“Where’s Lochlan?” he asked. He seemed around 25ish. “Um, he went for a run. Who are you?” I asked him. “Oh, I’m Maria’s fiancé, Josh.” He said while shaking my hand. “Oh, so then you know who I am.” “Ah – ” Lochlan came into the room stopping Josh from talking. “Hey man, this is Annie. Annie this is Josh. Did Maria tell you?” he asked josh. “Tell me what?” he asked looking between us, “Annie and I are getting married.” “What? What did I tell you? Always use a condom! Or did it break? She looks pretty young to be having a kid! Lochlan, what did you do?! You little player! I know you had that scare with that chick a couple of months ago, but this time it must be serious…” I looked at Lochlan confused. I’m pregnant? Since when? I think I’m on time… what am I even saying? I’m still a virgin! “Excuse me?! I am still a virgin and bloody proud of it!” I defended myself.

“Oh, sorry I just assumed, because he is you know, a play-“ “JOSH!” Lochlan yelled at him, he then slapped him across the back of the head. “Sorry” was all josh said before taking off. That was weird. Why would he think that Lochlan got me pregnant? I looked at Lochy and he made a small smile. “Do you mind? I need to grab some clothes, I need to have a shower.” He said while going over to his chest of drawers. After he left, I continued on unpacking. I got to the bottom of my suitcase and found a bag with a note stuck to the top of it, it was from Emma.

Hey, hope all is going well with the seducing, if not, this will help you out.

P.S: Please don’t kill me; I'm doing this for you!

Emma

Strange. I opened the bag, all it contained was lace, lace and you guessed it, more lace. I pulled out a black piece and it was a g-string. What the hell? I emptied the bag on the bed, it was filled with lacy undergarments. There was another note.

I chucked the rest of your bra’s and undies out. Don’t hate me. J

You have got to be kidding me! Is she serious! I swear I am Emma going to kill Emma! I grabbed my phone. It was too late to go back out and get some new underwear. I don’t mind about them being lacy and all, it’s just that they are so revealing. What if someone walked in while I was getting dressed? Normally it is sort of alright, what I mean is that normal bra’s and undies are like bikinis, but this is nowhere near ok for someone to walk in on. This is for like young sluts, or pretty women in their mid-twenties that are in a relationship or something. Not 16 year olds, that’s for sure! I sighed in frustration and called Emma. Typical Emma, no answer, especially when she knows when she is in trouble.

I chucked my phone on the bed and chucked all of my underwear in the top drawer. At least she didn’t get rid of my socks. I love socks. I have lots of different types, from anklet to mid calf, to knee high, to above the knee. I even have mid thigh high socks, some of them are really long though and they go the full length of my leg. I have a wide of range in colours. I really do love socks. I also like tights, but in different colours too. There was a knock on the door as soon as I had shut the drawer. It was Julie. “Hey, dinner is ready, we’re having spaghetti bolognese,” she said and then left, most likely back to the dining room. I put my iPod on to charge and then followed her to out.

The whole family were sitting around at the dining table, including Josh. I sat down in the empty chair next to Maria. She smiled at me, “I have to apologise on behalf of my stupid fiancé. He didn’t know, but he didn’t need to be so rude.” She said while turning to him. “It’s ok,” I replied. “Yeah, I understand now. Between Lochlan’s… explanation… and Maria’s, I get it.” Julie came out with dinner and everyone started to eat. Half-way through Julie looked up and apologised, “Sorry darl, I know that you are probably used to better food and all,” she looked down shamefully. “No, not really. I don’t normally like to eat that fancy stuff. Mark and I normally have simple meals, but my favourite would have to be that easy mac stuff, you know, you put it in the microwave and it is so quick!” everyone looked up at me in shock. “Um, who is Mark?” Maria asked. “Oh, he is our chef. Don’t worry, he is like old, well not real old, like 28ish, and he is married, but he lives with us, so does his wife. It’s complicated…” Mikey was in complete shock. “You have a chef?! Does that mean you have like servants and stuff?” he asked. “Um, we have two maids, they normally clean the house, they don’t go anywhere near my room though. I don’t like that sort of stuff. They pretty much do the rest of the house, we have Mark, the chef, we also have a gardener and a guy that comes and does the pool, but apart from that no one else.” Michael looked up, “You like Mac & Cheese?” he asked. “Yepp.” “Cool” Not the reaction I was expecting from an adult, but hey, whose complaining?

“Anyway, there is no need to apologise, you guys are pretty awesome, you live normal lives.” They all looked at me like I was a freakazoid. “What?” I asked. “No one has ever referred to our lives being awesome.” Josh said.  I shrugged my shoulders and finished my meal. After everyone finished I helped clean off the plates and stack them in the dishwasher. Everyone was staring at me. “Ok guys, I get you’re amazed and all that I know how to do everyday tasks, but I am a human being. This is what we do. I know I'm awesome and all, but this whole staring thing is starting to get old.” I looked at everyone while they were still sitting at the dining table. There was a mummer of sorries and I sat back down again.

“While everyone is sitting here, we want to talk to you guys about a main part of the contract between Annie’s parents and ourselves.” Said Michael, Julie held his hand. “Now, we can either have an extension put on this house or we can move out and buy a new house.” I put up my hand. “Yes Annie,” “Can I give a suggestion?” I asked. “Sure,” “Well, I was think, maybe you guys buy a new house where ever you want, I will pay for travelling expenses to and from school if need be, and you guys keep this house so you can rent it out or something so you can have a profit as well. Correct me if I am wrong, but it never was stated that you had to sell this house. If I am out of my place, just say so. I don’t want to offend any of you.” I said the last part quietly.

“That isn’t actually a bad idea,” Maria spoke up. “Ok then, your father and I will discuss it and if need be look into plans about the house or perhaps, well, houses.