it was a bright sunny morning.
'Y/N!!' my mother yelled from the first floor.
'COMING!!' I yelled back. God she's always so pushy. I threw on my auburn hoodie and put my hair in a messy bun and ran downstairs.
'What's this?' I asked, confused. In front of me was my mother, but stood next to her was some man, about 5'6, wearing a beanie. 'No way...' I thought to myself. Is that... 'GRANT PEREZ???' I yelled, making sure the whole continent heard me. He looked at me and smiled, his dark brown orbs locking onto my blue eyes. They seemed so mysterious. So... Beautiful.
'I'm selling you to grant.' My mother stated, coldly.
'What?' I replied back, shocked. Grant only stood there and smiled, until he said 'Hey, Y/N, what do you say you... grow old with me?'
TO BE CONTINUED.
