Arranged - (Rewriting)

Chapter 5 (Editing)

"I don't believe we've met before love" he said, his voice so deep and raspy but with a husk tone.

It caused me to get nervous for some reason.

"Um no, Im Bella. Pleasure to meet you." I spoke to him and extended my arm out for him to shake.

He took hold of my hand, his touch instantly sending chills down my spine. "The pleasure is mine." he answered as he turned my hand giving the top a gentle kiss.

A total gentleman.

Looking down as he kissed the top of my hand, and as he looked straight into my eyes I couldn't help but notice a small smirk appear upon his face. Maybe it was just my imagination playing tricks on me but if it wasn't, this boy must for sure know how to treat a lady.

Soon enough Harrys touch was gone, he had let my hand go and was now looking at Zayn. "Is she a friend?" he asked her.

"Um no not really" Zayn answered him a bit unsure of what exactly to respond to his question, but he was right we only had just met and we weren't really friends.

"Girlfriend?" Harry added.

"Nope." The boy with the blond hair answered hiving Harry to pats behind his back.

"Our mate Zayn here is getting married." I think Louis was his name told Harry, as he placed one arm around Zayn's shoulders.

"What?!" Harry said with shock expressed all over his face, yeah I know I still cant seem to get used to the Idea eighther.

"Yes, its true. Bella here is my fiancée." Zayn tried to explain to him.

"How could you not tell that you had a girlfriend?! and especially that you were planning on getting married!" Harry exclaimed, wow this must have really gotten to him.

"Listen, I don't have a girlfriend nor did I plan on getting married. My parents made this decision for me 20 years ago."

"What are you talking about?"

"Yes, both Zayn and I are part of an arranged marriage by our parents." I spoke.