Hating My Other Half (Jon Cozart)

Chapter 3: July 25th

I grumpily sat down on my bed, rolling my eyes. I lied back, covering my face in my hands.

I will not agree to marrying that fool. He obviously hates me, and I can't even stand being in the same room as him, none the less live with him.

"Holly! Get down here!" I hear.

"Why?" I yell back.

"We need to talk!" My mother shouts. I groan, and stand up, dragging my feet to the kitchen, where both our our parents were still standing, but Jon was gone.

"What?" I spat.

"We need to talk about the wedding plans." My mom tells me.

"Wedding plans? There's fucking wedding plans already?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"Watch your language." My father tells me, and I roll my eyes.

"The wedding is set for July 25th, so you have a few months to get ready."

I grit my teeth, "I don't want to get married to him! No offense, Mr. and Mrs. Cozart," I apologize, "I want to visit France and Egypt and travel the world! I don't want to be stuck here with him!"

"Why don't you travel with Jon?" Mrs. Cozart suggests.

"He's not the one!" I sigh, "I want to go and date others, and find my own significant other!" I tell them.

"You and Jon are perfect for each other, though, honey." My mom tells me.

"Obviously not! He hates me!" I state.

"Oh, sweetie, Jonathan doesn't hate anybody, especially you." Mrs.Cozart tells me.

I roll my eyes, "Where's he anyway?" I asked.

"He's in the backyard, he stormed out after you did." My father says.

I walk to the window, and see him sitting on the patio couch, talking to someone on the phone, and he seemed stressed.

"When's the wedding again?" I ask, holding in anger.

"July 25th, but you and Jon get to pick where and the guests, and all the decorations." Mrs. Cozart says, sweetly.

I continue looking at Jon, not daring to face the adults.

"We're all going house shopping tomorrow." My mom tells me.

"What!?" I turn around, wide eyed.

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*Jon's POV*

"Married?" my friend, Troy, says into the phone.

"Yeah! And to Holly Johns!" I exclaim, in disbelief.

"Is she excited?" Troy asks.

"No! Im pretty sure she hates me just as much." I sigh, I can't believe my parents are doing this to me.

"Well, at least she's not madly in love with you." Troy says.

"You're right, man." I then notice Holly watching me from the window, I slightly glare at her, and she does the same back, "I gotta go, bro. Want to shoot hoops later?" I ask.

"Yeah, I'll be at your place at seven." he says.

"Okay, see ya." I hung up, and put my phone away, going back inside.

"What!?" Holly stared wide eyes at the adults.

"What, what?" I asked, closing the door.

"They're making us go house shopping tomorrow." Holly says, clearly annoyed.

"What!?" I exclaim, looking to my parents.