I found out later on why my mom had wanted me to get married so early. The arrangement had been going on since the fourth day, after I left for college.
Afterwards, the plan was to tell me when I gotten back for Thanksgiving.
"Your hair is so soft." He nuzzled his nose into my hair. "Mmm."
"Sean what are you doing?" I was randomly pressing buttons on the controller, while Sean wasn't even paying attention, but was still managing to beat me. "Ugh! This is stupid. You're not even trying. How do you do that?"
"Fran, I can play video games asleep."
"That's not possible." I scoffed.
"Anything is possible. I'm with you, aren't I?" He smirked, looking up at me.
"Dumbass." I frowned.
"Oh baby, you don't mean that." He gently kisses my jaw, making his way to the corner of my mouth. "Stop. Do you hear that?" He jumps away from me, jumping to his feet.
"What? I don't hear anything." I look around the house, not seeing anything, but kind of hearing music from somewhere in the house.
"Oh. My. Gawd." He stared at me with wide eyes.
"What?!" I screeched. I was getting more and more confused, than I already was.
"This is my song!"
Before I could ask him what he meant, Brian came into the living room, with a radio on his shoulder, snapping his fingers. "Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass, and I'm home bound!"
Sean runs to join him on the couch, both of them blaring out the lyrics. "And I need you, and I miss you...and now I wonder!" Making these stupid sounds during each pause, they would look at me smirking.
They knew what they were doing. I hated this song, like really hated it. It was repeated so many times, that when someone ever started singing the song, I had to calm myself down from clawing their eyes out.
I cover my ears, trying to block out the annoying sound. "La la la, I can't hear you, la la la, I'm going to kill you." I glared at them, mostly Brian.
As I stand up to leave, Ian jumps out of nowhere. And when I thought things couldn't get worse, he started singing with them. Why? Why do I always get stuck with the hot douche bags?
"Ian, please, not you too." I whine.
He comes up to me, and starts whispering the lyrics into my ear. "If I could fall,into the sky, do you think time,would pass me by...cause you know I walked a thousand miles! If I could just see you! Tonight." He smirked.
I shove past him. I need to get away. Maybe a the spa would do.
As I pass the kitchen, I hear my dad humming along. "No dad!" I stomp up the stairs.
"Sorry kiddo!" He chuckles. "It's an amazayn song!"
Damn, even my father was 1D as fuck.
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"Mmm, Sean." I moan as he sucks the top of my breasts, drawing blood up to the skin.
"Shh, this is my apology for singing that awful song." He grins, hovering over me, placing soft kisses down to my belly button. Slowly, he flicks his tongue in my navel, causing me to shudder.
He looks up to me for permission, once he arrived at the buttons of my jeans. I nod, letting his trembling hands undo my buttons. "Babe, what's wrong?"
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Stalk Around the Clock ✔️completed✔️
Teen Fiction"You are what you eat, so I can't argue with that." He sighs.
