Zayn 19
Niall 17
Niall's P.O.V
September 12
"Niall honey come down stairs" my mom shouts from downstairs
I run out my room down half the stairs to trip, I tripped down three steps and landed right on my butt.
"Are you ok" I hear a voice say making me look up.
All I did was look up and I was shocked, I scrambled up knocking heads with him.
"Oh god I'm sorry" I say stumbling back wards bumping into the wall, looking at him, looking at him was different. I don't know what kind of different but it feels good, just looking at him is memorizing. that sounds funny but it's true, like how I'm going to have a hard time figuring him out. He's are so mysterious, he's voice so soft but deep.
"It wasn't your fault" he says softly putting his hand out "I'm Zayn, Zayn Malik" he finished
I take his hand shaking it, when our hands touched it felt safe in a way. Like I know I could trust Zayn with my life, Zayn is strong you can tell that with just a hand shake. Our hands separate and I already miss his touch, I don't even know him but I miss it.
Zayn's P.O.V
This kid is weird, and I have to marry him. I always know I was to marry Niall, but I never got to meet him till now. I always pictured him being bigger more muscles, darker hair, more man not boy.
"So Niall...
"Zayn honey he doesn't know" my mom says, he doesn't know. Niall's just a kid look at him and there forcing it no me on him, he's going to hate me.
"He doesn't know" I say
"what do I not know" Niall asks
"Ya ok who would like to explain this to him" I say looking at Niall's mom.
I don't care if that hurts her but she's the one that put her son in an arranged marriage, at least my mom told me as I was growing up. So I at least know I was being forced to marry, I'm ok with it really I don't believe in love. I don't even know if my straight, bi, or gay. I keep to myself, not one to mingle.
Niall's mom looked panicky like she didn't know what to say and my mom felt bad for her but know she shouldn't say anything.
"Guess that's my Q" I say "just to let you know Niall I thought you knew"
"Knew what" Niall says looking at me then his mom
"That we're arranged to be married" I say softly
"excuse me" Niall says looking at me shocked
Niall's P.O.V
I'm arranged to be married, I'm forced to be married... to a guy, I don't even know if I'm straight, bi or gay and I'm supposed to marry him, tall, dark, and handsome.
"Tall, dark, and handsome huh" Zayn says
"I said that all out loud didn't I" I say already knowing the answer
"Ya you can cross straight off the list" Zayn says
"What" I say
"You said you didn't know if you were straight, bi or gay, normal straight guys don't call guys tall, dark and handsome" Zayn says
"Ohh" I blush
"So back to the arranged marriage" Zayn says sitting down next to the fireplace
I nod
"This is a forced arranged marriage you have no choice, we have no choice, we are getting married no matter what. Even if we don't want to marry each other" Zayn says softly
I know everything changed with just those words, I know this is life changing. I'm not going to be Niall Horan anymore, I'm getting married.
