Secretly Married (NIALL HORAN)

Chapter 3: The New House

"Wait what?! How? When? With whom?” I said panicking. "With him." Sir Mark pointed at Niall. My face was totally shocked. "Why? Why it is have to be him?" I can tell that Niall is insulted. "Well as you can see dear Niall's papers for the tour is nowhere to find." "So?" "So we need a new one. And a marriage certificate is perfect." He smiled widely. I was still stunned on what to say. "But...Why me?" My voice is getting dramatic. "Actually we tried to partner him with Diane-" "Who the hell is Diane?" I interrupt. "Niall's friend. Anyway, Diane is supposed to be his wife unfortunately it is a bit too odd if all of a sudden Niall will marry his friend. And besides we haven't yet told her about it and the tour starts within next month." I raised my eyebrow.

"Well, it is more odd if Niall will be marrying his own P.A. Niall's face will be plastered all over the news for marrying a cheap personal assistant." "That's right!" Niall blurted. "It wasn't an insult." I told Niall. "That's why we're doing it secretly."

I was shocked again for the second time. "A-" I don't know what to say. "A secret wedding?" Sir Mark nodded as a reply. Now I really don't know what to say. My life is ruined every time I see Niall. Now it’s going to be every day. "Think about it Elian. You're just going to a wife of Niall Horan for three months." "Yes. Three months, To be exact, 90 days." Now I'm getting used to Harry's corny lines. "91 days, actually." Niall said. "Whatever." Sir Mark sighed "Please Elian. We need this."

Sir Mark took away his glance at me then returned it with a face that' looks like he has an idea. "If you do this task. We will provide you a house. A brand new house provided its own furniture. And, and I will double your salary." Whoa. That's a big opportunity for me. "Elian, dear. You are just going to be with Niall for 3 months. After that," He clapped his hands "Divorce. Right?" I was narrowing my eyes at his table, thinking. "Why it is have to be 3 months? Can it be 1 week?" "That's a good question dear. A marriage can be judged for 3 months.

Within that 3 months you can you can get to know each other and etc. It will be your based on your experience to know if this is marriage is working." Looks like he Google it. "all you have to do is sign this paper." I looked at the paper and read it. I breathed. It’s just only 3 months of marriage. "Okay. 3 months. Its only 3 months." I muttered. I can see Sir Mark's face on the corner of my eye, pleading and crossing his fingers for me to sign it. Niall, well he doesn't care. I breathe again then signed it. I looked at Sir Mark. "Thank you Elian, dear." He said. 

Day 1:

My feet can still feel the pure and white sand even if I wear these sandals. I narrowed my eyes and I can see a man. A man with a black suit. I looked at the sky. The colour was orange. Sunset orange. I can feel the waves coming through the beach sand. My white dress was touching the ground. It was cold. I rubbed my arms, both side. As I come closer to the man I can see he is kneeling. "What are you doing?" I asked him. "Surprise. Do you like it?" "Surprise? You, kneeling on a cold sand, isn't a sweet surprise. Stand up its getting cold." "I won't get up until you answer me."

"Ahhh!" I breathed. Ugh, a dream. My head is banging. Huh? I'm, I'm upside down? I look around and saw a blond guy with shades. He wears a green shirt and jeans. "Niall?" I said. "Shut up." He replied. It’s definitely Niall. "Niall! For God's sake! Put me down!" I shouted. "I'll put you down as soon as we get to the car." Car? Where is he taking me? "Niall if I know that you are psycho path and sell my kidneys and stuff to some terrorist I'm really gonna kill you first!" I punched his back because he's carrying me upsidedown.

Its like I'm Fiona and he's Shrek. Literally Shrek. He put me down at his car like as he said. "What are you doing?! Where are yo-" "Is your bag the one with the red polka dots and something?" Bag? Oh, my buggage. "Its maroon." I said with a really sophsticated voice. "Whatever." "Can you atleast tell me where area you-" He banged the door. "-taking me." I sighed.

Why would he need my- Oh my god. I forgot i'm married to him. Why didn't I even remember? I looked at my watch and is already 9:24 a.m. i saw him at the window carrying my two bags. He threw my bags at me whwn he entered the car. "Ouch! You can just place it beside you!" I groaned. He didn't listen. He just started the engine and drove away. I looked at him. He still wears his shades. The Ray ban one. I can always see that glasses worn by Harry then by Liam then by Louis then by Zayn. Finally I asked them if who really is the owner of the shades until they said its Niall.

I looked at the window and stared at these beautiful houses. But what caught my attenetion is the house with the cream-colored walls. Its windows were from the ground til the very top. The pool was exhaustingly large. Its massive garden can provide you a mini concert. While I was daydreaming on how I will sunbathe on that pool side, Niall stopped the car. "Okay we're here." He said. I gather my stuff and left the car. I faced the gate of his house and saw the same gate I saw at the beautiful house. "This is your house?!" "Yeah, what do you think?" Is he joking?

I can't believe I'm gonna live here. I placed my one bag over my shoulder then other on my hand. I stare at his front porch. God it’s big. "Open the door. This is the key..." He showed me the key, The one with the golden color. "I'll just park the car." He left me wih all these bags and told me to open the door. This is what I'm expecting. If the outside is perfect, the inside is double-perfect. I can feel that I'm a millionaire.

"Your room is upstairs. Turn to the right then the second room you'll see. Here's the key." He still haven't carred my bags. My arms are aching. I chocked. "Um, are you not going to do anything?" I asked him making him realize that he needs to carry my bags. "Nothing, why?" I rolled my eyes. "What do men do to ladies when they are not comfortable?" "I don't know. Maybe? They just don't mind them." He laughed. I groaned, "Seriously?" I asked him sarcarically. "Oh! I know what you want! You want a kiss, huh?" I made disgusting face. "What the hell Niall. I want you to carry my bags upstairs cause it’s freaking heavy!" He just laughed, "Why didn't you tell me?" That's when he get my bags. "Ugh. Thank God." I said. "You really don't want the kiss?" You are one disgusting guy. "Shut up Niall. Just get me to my room."

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