Arranged marriages.

I hated them, this 'practice' that was going to ruin my life. I was to get married to a boy named Harry from Holmes Chapel, Chesh-Chesh-Cheshire. Sorry I'm Canadian and have a problem with saying Cheshire. Yes, I am Canadian, actually my parent's are from India, we moved to Holmes Chapel where I was born and then when I was at age 3 we moved to Canada, and this is where I like to call home until now, now I'm packing to head back to my birthplace of Holmes Chapel to meet my future husband.

Here, let's go back to when they, they being Harry and I's parents, decided on this little arrangement. This is going to be in my mother point of view for the obvious reason that I wasn't even born yet.

So my mom had just ran from her house and to the Cox's house...

I quickly knocked on the door and waited for my best friend to open the door. Anne opened the door with a beaming smile and her whole body was glowing while her belly popped out now that she was 7 months pregnant. When she saw me her face fell.
"Honey what's wrong?" She asked and pulled me into a hug.
"They want a arranged marriage." I managed to get out through my sobs.

"Who want an arranged marriage? For who?" She asked and I sobbed.

"My parents, want arranged marriage for daughter." I whispered and she pulled away.
"You're having a girl?" She asked and I smiled.
"Yeah, I'm having a little baby girl, and she's coming into the world already with a husband." I started sobbing again.

"Shh, come in honey." She said and lead me into her living room. I sat down next to her and leaned my head on her shoulder.
"My poor little girl, what if the man is mean to her, what if he abuses her, there are so many stories about husbands abandoning there wives after there arranged marriages." I continued to sob and she hugged my closer.

"Well what if...Harry becomes her...husband." She said and I gave her a confused look.
"Harry?" I asked and she nodded and rubbed her belly.
"We're naming him Harry." She said and I smiled sadly. "Listen, I would make sure he never hurt her or abandon her and plus we always wanted our kids to get married." She told me and I shook my head.
"Not like this, they were supposed to fall in love and get married when they were ready." I told her and she shrugged.
"Well, maybe they'll fall in love before the wedding, how old are they going to be when they get married?" She asked me and I wiped my tears.

"18, only 18, they would have barely lived there lives by then." I sobbed and she tried to soothe me...

When I came back to reality my best friend had walked into my room and fell onto my bed.
"Hey Katt." I said and she smiled.
"You excited?" She asked and I rolled my eyes.
"Not even a little." I said and she laughed.

"Hey maybe, you'll fall in love with him." She said and I scoffed.
"Yeah okay." I told her sarcastically and she rolled her eyes.

"What's his name anyways? You never told me, maybe I know him." She said and I rolled my eyes.
"Since when do you know anyone from the UK?" I asked and she shrugged.

"I dunno, maybe he's famous." She told me jokingly.

"Funny." I said and put some more stuff in my bag.

"Come on, what's his name?" She asked and I sighed.

"Harry Styles." I told her and she started laughing.
"No, really who is he?" She asked and I rolled my eyes.
"His name's Harry Styles." I told her sternly.

"Oh my god, you're kidding!" She yelled and I jumped.
"What?" I asked and she burst out laughing.

"Harry Styles is apart of the biggest boy band in the UK." She told me after she stopped laughing.
"What?" I asked and gaped at her.
"He was on the X-factor and he's in a band called One Direction." She told me and I turned back to my bag.
"Okay, I'm not doing this, no way in hell am I marrying someone in a boy band." I said and scoffed at the thought, me the one that wanted to be a journalist, a politician or a doctor marrying a pop star, no way in hell.

I started unpacking things but Katt stood in front of me.

"Come on you haven't even met him yet, he could be nice." She said and I rolled my eyes.

"A pop star? Nice? When hell freezes over. I want to be a journalist Katt, how the hell do I do that with a husband that's in a boy band, no one will ever take me seriously." I said and sat on my bed.

"Hey, hey, come on it can't be that bad." She said and I turned to her.
"Really? If I wasn't your friend, you had no idea who I was and asked you for a job, would you take me? After you found out I was married to someone in a boy band?" I asked and wiped my tears.
"Well maybe if you negotiate." She said and I laughed.

"Negotiate? Yeah right." I said and she sighed.

"Why do they even want an arranged marriage anyways?" She asked and I sighed.

"Because they want me to get married and start having children, oh and they want to approve of the guy I marry." I told her and she thought for a second.

"Well, what if you found someone else to marry? Someone they approve of." She said and I sighed.

"Maybe, but who am I supposed to marry that there going to approve of, my parents never let me date, how the hell am I supposed to find someone to marry me." I told her and she sighed.

"You're not really helping here." She told me and I sighed.

"I'm just trying to be practical." I told her as I fell back on my bed. "And practical me says that there is no way I'm going to be able to find someone to marry me before my birthday and not to mention we have to prepare the wedding." I told her not caring that I was whining.

"Come on, we will never know until we try." She said and I sighed.
"Okay, are you ready? Where's all your stuff?" I asked and she looked away from me.

"About that, I can't come today, I have to help with the auction for the school fund raiser, I'm so sorry but I'll come down in a couple days with Terry and it'll be great, okay?" She told me and I sighed.
"Worst day ever. Fine, I'll see you in a couple days okay." I said and hugged her.
"So sorry." She said and got up and I chuckled.

"It's fine bye." I said and she left after giving me another hug.

I sighed and finished packing.

This should be amazing, facing my maybe soon to by husband by myself and telling him I might have a way of getting out of this.