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Chapter One:

Surprise! :

(A/N: Jazmine is the girl in the picture...)

Zayn's POV:

Great! Just....great! Simply because me and Perrie, then me and Gigi didn't work out, my parents think that I'm incapable of getting a girlfriend. So now they've arranged for me to marry a girl of their choice. She'll probably only want to marry me because I'm part if One Direction! I want someone who I love and vice versa. A sweet simple girl, who doesn't care how famous I am or how much money I have. Somehow I have a weird feeling about this, I don't know wether it's a good feeling, or bad. I'm supposed to be meeting her family and her with my family at dinner today...

I tried to find an excuse but it turns out my Mother had already called Management and cleared my schedule. Even work would be better than this. Lately everyone had been stressed, sales had dropped and there was so much tension in the air that you could slice it with a knife. We needed to figure out how to get the sales back up. There were also rumours that I was leaving the band, but that's stupid. Our popularity had dropped again, when I had split up with Perrie, a few weeks before the wedding. And then when I broke up with Gigi, the so called-'Zerrie and Zigi' shippers were mad.

I head downstairs to find my Mother looking at wedding dresses. I roll my eyes and she notices and motions for me to take a seat next to her. Her face looks so flushed with happiness that I immediately feel guilty. I suppose I could try... She gasps and I jump slightly before laughing, realising that she's just found a nice dress online.

'Zayn...' she says, looking me in the eyes, 'Remember, your Father and I want the best for you. This girl will make you so happy.' I honestly can't turn her down, not when she seems to be so pleased. You could say that I'm a total 'mamma's' boy.

I smile at her and think silently for a while, until I realise that I don't even know her name, nor what she looks like yet.

'Hey... Mum. What's her name?' Maybe there's a picture on social media that I can see.

'Zayn, you'll love her, her names Jazmine, Jazmine Khan!'

I nod slightly before grabbing my phone and running upsatiars again. When I get to my old room I turn my phone on, searhing her up on Instagram. I eventually find her and peer at her profile picture, but it's just her covering her face with her hands, one eye peeking out and her long brown hair around her face. Her eyes seem so.... Mysterious... They're light brown with golden flecks dotted around here and there. It looks like she's deliberately not showing her face. I tap at the screen, scowling as none of her pictures show her face. She has quite a few insparational posts and one which in beautiful handwriting shows a beautiful quote- ' Won't stop loving you till the stars stop shining... I glance at her followers- 9.4k! Well she has quite alot, I guess she's pretty popular, for a normal girl anways. Shame you can't see her face, maybe she's actually really ugly so she hides her face ? But she does have a nice body.... NO!

I am not going do to this! I cannot, I won't be attracted to her. In fact why should I even consider this marriage? When there's nothing in it for me. Deciding on what I should do, I hesitantly ring manegement. Karen picks up on the first ring.

'Zayn... What's wrong, huh? Did you accidently sleep with someone? Or has the new album been leaked out, and we don't know about it? What is it this time?' Her overly stern tone makes me wince. I absolutely love how she immediatly thinks that something has gone wrong.

'No, actually... my parents want me to have an arranged marriage, and I don't want to.' I say, getting straight to the point. I hear her through the phone, as she sighs...