Hating My Other Half (Jon Cozart)

Chapter 5: Honeymoon?

"We'll take this one." We finished the tour of my favorite house.

"Don't I get a say in this?" Jon looked to me.

"Sure." I glared, "What's your opinion?" I asked him, talking as if I were to a kid.

He rolled his eyes, "It's fine, whatever." he goes back to his phone, in his own little twitter world.

Lizbeth strangely looked to us, knowing we had some problems, as a result to our fighting the past hours.

"Well, this is a great home, I hope you two love birds will enjoy it." She smiled falsely to us both.

Jon and I exchange glances, before returning our attention back to her.

"I'll email you the cost and info later on. I have a meeting to attend, so I shall be leaving about now. Good luck on your marriage." She leaves instantly, not taking another glance to us.

I rolled my eyes, and we head to my car, which we drove here in. I got In the drivers seat, as Jon took his seat in the passengers side.

He continued his twittering. "You need to get off your phone sometimes." I said, pulling out of the driveway, a little after watching Lizbeth's car leave.

"You need to not butt into my life." Jon tells me.

"How can I not when we're getting married in a few months!?" I raise my voice, holding the wheel tightly.

He remained silent as I continued my rant.

"I'm gonna be married to you, and I'm gonna be forced to live with you and see you everyday. And I know that both you and me do not want this to happen, but you can't just ignore it, Jon. It's happening, and you gotta deal with it. Your whole life is not on that phone." I stressed.

"It kinda is." He remarked.

I sent a glare his way, and he shut up, looking out the window. It stayed quiet the rest of the way to his house. I stopped, and he immediately opened the door, stepping out, and left to his house.

"Well, bye to you, too." I roll my eyes, before driving away.

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"Holly, get ready, the Cozarts' are coming over for dinner." My mom shouts.

"Okay." I yell back, and get up.

I went to my closet and found a cute little sundress.

Wait, why am I dressing up for them? Its not like I need to impress anybody, I'm already marrying they're son.

I put the dress on anyway, adding some flats, and I put my hair up in a curly ponytail. I decided on little makeup, and made my way downstairs.

My mom was setting the table, while my dad was sitting there, reading the newspaper.

A knock came, and we all looked to the door, "Holly, will you get that?" My mom asks, kindly.

"Sure." I shrugged, going to the door. I opened it, inviting the family in. Jon walks in wearing a a plaid button up on top of a white t-shirt, and a normal pair of jeans.

Unlike his parents, he walks past me without a hello, and sits down at the table.

I close the door, and head to the kitchen, and of course, the only open seat is beside Jon. I reluctantly sit down, and we begin to eat.

"So, where are you guys wanting to go on your honeymoon?" my mother brings up, and I almost choke on my spaghetti.

"Hon- Honeymoon?" I ask, nervously.

"Yes, you guys must go on a honeymoon to celebrate your wonderful marriage." Mrs. Cozart adds.

I remain silent, and look to Jon, who just shrugs to them.

"That's okay," my mom says, breaking the awkwardness, "You guys discuss those matters later. Have either of you thought of a location for the wedding?" she asks.

We both stay quiet, and shake our heads.

"Oh," she sounds disappointed, "That's also okay, just talk about it.".

"So," My father speaks up, "You guys pick a house?" he asks.

"Yeah," I said, "It's beautiful, actually. I love it." I smile, widely.

Everyone then looks to Jon for his input, "It's alright." He shrugs.

"You were to busy on twitter to even pay attention to anything." I mumble, and he glares at me.

I fake a smile to him, and continue eating in silence, as the parents continue to mingle.