"You can't do this to me!" I screamed, my eyes welling up with tears. "I'm sorry but there's nothing we can do," she says, shaking her head sadly. No no no no no, just no. This can't be happening. I, Harry Edward Styles, cannot be arranged in a stupid arranged marriage with some boy I don't even know. "Why can't Gemma do it?" I whined. "She's a girl." Gemma glared at me. "I'm married, stupid." What would happen to my life? My girlfriend? I hate this. And it's all because of some stupid guy named Niall Horan. I will officially make it my goal to make his life a living hell.

Why did I have to fall for Louis? He's a total nightmare to begin with, we drive each other completely insane. I hate how my entire life now revolves around him, and the fact that he's my next door neighbour probably doesn't help anything.

It all started with a "H-hi I'm Niall Horan" to make Harry Styles go weak in the knees. (NOT FAMOUS)