NoahXMichael Au's<3

Arranged AU

Idea from - @Felicityafton07
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Michael's pov:
"Where are you already going?" Noah frowns, not moving his eyes off the computer as he continues typing

"None your business." i huff, fixing my eyebrow piercing

"It is my business now that your unfortunately my husband." he states

"Unfortunate indeed, i couldn't care less, I'm not telling you."

"Don't be a prick."

"If being pricky was bad, you'd be dead." i flip him off before leaving

I fixed myself up again in another mirror, not wanting to really speak to him, ignoring the stupid glittery ring I'm forced to wear.

I was wearing a blue jumper, my shirt from work that i couldn't be asked changing out of, plus it looked cute sticking out at the ends, some normal jeans.

I had on about four gold necklaces, all at different lengths, a few more gold rings to disguise the fact i was actually married to the biggest dickhead on earth.

Our parents are friends with each other, Noah's family business was on a slippery road and my mother was desperate to help out the only way they could without my family's money draining out was to force me to marry their stupid, entitled son, who all he did in his life was terrorise me for even existing, we'd been married for two years now, it's been a complete dread, both of our families knew we were gay, which is why we got paired in the first place, I'd begged so hard to my father not to go through with this, he knew i hated Noah, but he had to make my mother happy, now i hadn't spoken to him since then.

When there was an event, meeting, whatever, we'd act like we were happily married, I'd ignored my parents whenever they'd tried speaking to me because why do i need to be tortured just for some stupid business? I still visit, whenever i see my parents had left the house, then I'll spend time with my siblings, other than that, all i did was train with my cousins when they were in England, take care of all the paperwork and email my father, ignoring his apologies, I'll either sleep, deep clean the house, argue with Noah and hangout with my friends, who was everyone he's ever hated.

He didn't like bully me as he did in high school, I'm gonna guess because of how much workload he has which i hope he continues having hundreds, as long as he doesn't bother me, but he'll always make at least one snappy comment at me, it's even worse at night because we live in a one bedroom house and neither of us want to sleep on the couch or the floor, so sometimes i do just purposely kick him onto the floor so i have more room because my god does he sleep weird.

But no matter how much of history we had, i secretly loved him, even though everything he's ever said to me affected me loads but whatever.

There was always some rumour lurking around about how he likes me, but he was always quick to shut it down.

Whatever, i still don't care about him.

I met up with Maisie, she's throwing a party for graduating university, she's gonna be a nurse.

"Oi, you, what's your name, cutie?" someone asks as i lean against the wall, swirling around wine in my red cup

"Michael." i mumble, i was so drunk out of my mind i couldn't even see who i was talking to

"You single?"

"No, I'm married."

"What the fuck, no way, to who? How old are you?" he laughs