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Certificate of Arranged Marriage (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Annyeong haseyo!
Thank you so much for supporting my book, so far you all have been so supportive of every chapter of this book. And I just wanted to let you know how greatful I am for everything you've all done. So, I've been pondering about writing my own Fanfiction, of course it's still a Harry Styles story, since I'm in love with this guy. and the title of the story is obviously the title above ⬆️⬆️⬆️⬆️ "Certificate of Arranged Marriage". I haven't started writing the first chapter yet but I already finished the story description. Originally, this story is supposed to be Taglish (Tagalog + English) but I am having doubts here, and honestly I already have a one chapter but sadly it ain't English bruh! So that's why I scratch it out.

And here's the story description:

P.S
I wrote this three times, yes, I have to rewrite it since I forgot that I turned my data off and it wasn't saved on the story description so yeah.

Certificate of Arrange Marriage Story Description

"Can't you tell that I don't like you nor will in the future? So please stop making me. Aren't you contented enough to be my wife? And besides, just by getting married to you, I lost all of my freedom to enjoy and have some fun with my life? Do you really think I enjoy getting stuck with you till death do us part? No I don't so leave me the fuck alone and stop bugging me." He reproached, blaming all of this to me.

Does he really think I'm all over the moon right now? Because I am not. It's just that I don't have much of a choice and how dare he blame me for all of this? Does he really think I enjoy getting  my life planned before I was even born in this world? No I don't.

"Pfft! As if, in your wildest dreams, Styles. Do you really think that I love the idea of getting married to the person I don't know and love not even like? So don't come and tell me you are the only one who lose his freedom, I lose mine too. So stop playing the victim here and get your act together and be a good ass son and husband. And FYI, I didn't asked you to like me, all I ever said is that can you at least pretend that you love me in front of our parents? Do you you see how much this makes them happy? So get your act together if you want your parents to be happy!" I scolded my not-so-lovely husband for being such a dramatic idiot he is.

"Fine, I'd do it for the sake of my mother. And FYI too, this doesn't mean I like you nor will in the future." He reminded me cautiously. Judging me as if he knows my full story.

"Good and Well see about that, H. Like they always say you cannot choose the person who you will love." I told him, before I left our not- so- shared room.

"Let's see who is the person who will fall in love, first! I'll make sure you will swallow what you said, Harry Styles." My mind thought mentally, before heading to my own room.

Oh my world! I am so evil!

So what do you think?
And I'm such a bad writer.
For those whom I promise to make you a personal imagine and I wasn't able to write it at all,  M'sorry. But don't worry I'llake something to sum everything up. All in one chapter.

Thank you! 😀😁😅