Marrage?!

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Your POV
I was downstairs looking at papers for a few thing I needed to sigh. Becky came by and had handed them to me so I could do them now instead of tomorrow waisting time I could be using for something else. Then my dumb mom texted me.
( m: mom and y.n: y/n )
M: honey can me and your father come over?
Y.n: mom Gabriel's not my dad. My father died. And yeah you can come bye, do you need something?
M: yes, we have to tell you something
Y.n: okay. Text me when your outside.
M: okay
( still your POV )
I didn't know what my mom wanted but I had a feeling that what they were gonna tell me wasn't gonna be good. After a while the boys came down and I told them what was happening. They all quickly got dressed so my mom and Gabriel didn't question it. When they got here I was surprised. My mom was talking to me and molly more than usual.then she said" so um, Y/N I need to ask you something." I looked at her and said" what is it?" She looked at Gabriel and then he looked at me. He said " look there's a family in Paris that wants you to marry there son. They said if we don't agree the have to power to take everything away from us." Wait? Did he just? Oh hell no! I stood from my chair. I could se me the boys start to stare at me. I didn't care. I'm telling my parents that I love Sam and only him. There is no way in hell that I'm gonna marry this person that's forcing me too. I said " wait there is no way I'm gonna marry someone from Paris that supposably has the power to take everything away from us! They can take everything form me and you know what I won't give a damn. Why do they want me to marry them? They can't have someone else? " my mother shook her head and stood up. She said " the moment his father had simply showed him a picture of you he fell in love with you at that very moment. Please Y/N, marry him. That's all I really ask of you." I sighed and sat down. I said " I don't want to marry him." I looked up and saw Sam. He looked upset. I stood and said " I need to tell you something." I grabbed his arm and walked out of the dining room. We stopped in the hall. I turned and said " sam I don't want to do this, but I think I have too." He looked at me and I could see anger in his eyes. He said " what about us?" I felt tears in my eyes as he said that. I said" we can still be together. Just not with anyone knowing. Please Sam don't get mad." He looked at the ground and then looked up at me. He said " I'm not losing you I hope you know that." I laughed. This dork. I smiled at him. As we both got closer I leaned towards him and wrapped my arm around his neck as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I said " I'm not gonna let you lose me." Then as we closed the gap between us I felt the entire world stop. As if my greatest wish has come true I felt all the love he had for me shared through this one kiss. These were the moment I would forever cherish. The soft kisses and all the hugs I would get from him. As we parted we both looked at each other before walking back to the dining room. My decision was made. I was getting married. I sat down and my mom looked at me and said " so are you doing it?" I nodded. My mom said " he's coming to Chicago tomorrow to meet you. Your getting married in one week from now and you have to share a bed with him. Also this is from me and don't tell anyone, but you can divorce him after you marry him. But at least stay with him for a year. Okay?" I nodded. Then my mother grabbed her things and left. Then since it was late I decided to take a shower. Once I got out I was walking to my dresser to get some clothes( mainly a oversized shirt ) and then go to bed. However at I was about to let the towel fall from my body I felt two arms curl themselves around my waist. I turned around and found the owner of those arms. Sam stood behind me smiling. After a bit of being in the position I knew we were gonna do something(I'm not gonna go into that so much) that wasn't meant for anyone else to see. But they might here it. This was gonna be a wild night~.

Word count for the story : 838

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