Matched with Harry falling for Niall

chapter 1 <3

i couldn't sleep all night i lay in bed thinking of all the bad things that could happen in my life. it was my sixteenth birthday the next day which means one thing and one thing only. i will get married to a complete stranger. I've heard stories about the amount of abuse most of the girls get from their vicious 18 year old husbands that they have been matched with, i've heard the girls aren't allowed to leave the house or even talk without being talked to. This was horrible i really did not want to get matched, if it was up to me which i really wanted it to be. i would get married much older like in  my mid 20's, i would marry someone that i actually knew and that i actually loved like my best friend Niall. we have been best friends since we were very young we knew everything about each other and he is the only boy i would even want to marry. he's the only one that seems nice enough. Me and him have a skinny love relationship we both are best friends but we both are in love with each other yet we are both too shy to admit it to each other but we show our love. even if i admitted to him that i loved him it wouldn't make a difference i wouldn't be able to marry him or love him because i am forced into fake love with the person i am matched with. Niall is 16 like me so we dont even have a possibility of getting matched together because i have to be matched with  a 18 year old. 

i spent the last hours of my childhood on the phone to niall before i attempted to sleep he was the perfect person to talk to when i was anxious and scared our conversation went like this.

'Dont worry, i am sure you will get married to a nice guy there are alot of them around actually,' Niall said

'knowing my luck i would get the worst guy,' i said

'I am scared for you, i still have to wait 2 years before i am matched,' Niall said

'Promise me we will still be best friends no matter what?' i said

'ofcourse,' Niall said

'I wish this matching system didn't exist then maybe we could marry someone we actually loved,' i said

'Yeah i know,' Niall said

'In two years the girl you get matched with will be the luckiest girl ever and i hope she knows that she is. You, Niall are kind and affecionate and aren't sexist, you dont just care about sex and you are funny, i envy the girl that gets matched with you, i wish there were more Niall's in the society,' I said

'thank you,' he said

. we talked for ages, he took my mind off the matching tommorow but when i attempted to sleep i reminded myself.

the next morning, i didnt get any presents or cake to celebrate my birthday not that i wanted any. turning 16 was no celebration at all infact it was a sad thing. My mum was terrified for me she was whispering comforting things in my mind saying how she wished she could change the system but ofcourse she could not, she herself had been matched but luckily to a great man like my dad. i know i wont be as lucky. 

my parents were crying in the morning, they made me more nervous. i was forced to dress pretty and sexy. to please the husband. my outfit for the matching was sent a week before. us girls had to be told what to wear so we could impress our husbands however the boys could wear whatever they wanted it was so unfair. 

i cringed at the things i had to wear, my mum's eyes grew wide when we opened the package to see what i had to wear that morning. it was a very very short skirt and a top which emphisised my curves.

'Oh my, what they made me wear in the matching was much more erm modest,' My mum said

'Do i have to wear this?' i faceplamed i was way too insecure to wear this.

'Sorry Ava, yes you do,' My mum said patting my back

before i went to change into the slutty clothes my dad hugged me. 

'If the boy you get matched with gives you a hard time just phone me up i will sort him out,' My dad said

'Thanks,' i said

if i did get a hard time i wouldn't tell my dad because it would result in the husband giving me a harder time. 

i changed and had my hair loose and put some makeup on and put on pumps. Niall phoned to wish me good luck. i wanted to tell him that i loved him before he hung up but i thought what was the use?

'QUick we are going to be late!' my mum exclamied

we rushed into the car, and we were droven to the matching HQ. when i looked around i saw how unhappy alot of the girls looked. i sighed. we arrived at the HQ and i was rushed inside i was given a sticker which said. 

Ava #1734673 

a number how revolting. 

'Ok now to meet your husband,' the man who gave me the sticker said.

i was shaking i was so nervous. i nodded and i was led into a room by myself. my parents gave me a quick hug and i walked into the room to meet my husband. i closed my eyes and then opened. in the room there was decorated with romantic things. like red curtains and red carpert and roses and in the middle a table set for two. 

'You will be having lunch with your husband to get to know each other and then you will go back to his house and start a life there,' the man said

'Ok where is he?' i asked sitting down by the table.

'He's just arriving now,' The man said

i twiddled my thumbs nervously, i swear the nerves were going to kill me. then finally the door flung open and a 18 year old curly haired boy with beautiful eyes walked in and i must admit he was gorgeous. he looked rich by what he was wearing. 

he smiled at me while he sat down. 

'Hi i'm Harry Styles, you must be Ava soon to be Ava styles,' he smiled

i nodded and so far i was impressed but a beautiful face doesn't mean  abeautiful personality.