Like Crazy

Everyone thinks Julia Parker is perfect, but she is nothing close.
She is soon to be facing an arranged Marriage to her dad's close friends son, Harry Styles, though Julia wants nothing to do with him.
But, through Harry she meets Niall who she falls head over heals in love with.
They begin doing things behind Harry's back, and when he finds out, they devise a plan.
But with the wedding coming up, Julia is worried there won't be a way out.
But she can't marry Harry.
Because of Niall.
She needs him, she wants him, she loves him, like crazy.


24. "Marriage doesn't excite you?"

Julia's POV:
"Good morning sunshine!" My mother said, entering my room.
She pulled the curtains open, causing sunlight to shine violently in my eyes.
"Ugh... Mom..." I said quietly.
"None of that!" She cut me off, "We're going wedding shopping today!"
I mentally groaned.
"And we are leaving in an hour," she instructed.
She left my room and I pulled my comforter over my head. The last thing I wanted to do was go wedding shopping.
I didn't think it would be much fun to spend the next few months planning a wedding I didn't want to take place in. Reluctantly, I pulled myself out of bed.
I got ready in only forty five minutes, leaving the natural curl of my hair and applying minimal makeup.
I walked groggily down the stairs to see not only my mother but Harry and his mother as well. I thought it would just be my mother and I, but I guess this was a group festivity.
"Why hello dear!" Harry's mother greeted me.
"Hi," I smiled back.
Sometimes she just annoyed me, And I didn't even know why.
I excused myself to go to the kitchen. Luckily Mason was here, and already preparing my breakfast.
"Hey, kiddo" he smiled over at me as I opened the fridge. "Good morning," I mumbled.
"Why with the mumbling?" He asked.
It was a habit I knew he hated.
"I'm sorry it's just... Ugh. Everything," I sighed, shutting the fridge.
"Marriage doesn't excite you?" He asked.
He knew more than I thought.
"Not when it's Involuntary," I muttered again and he gave me a stern look.
Mason was more of a tough-love kind of guy, which I admired about him. Not everyone has the courage to tell people what they really need to hear.
"I just.. Always imagined getting married would be the best part of my life," I said, pulling out a barstool and sitting.
"A time when you finally,  finally met that person you can't imagine living without, and then don't have to. A time when you just wake up everyday happy because you know that they're there... That their..  Yours"
That was deep.
Mason nodded, flipping my omelette in his frying pan.
"Listen Julia, I can't tell you it'll be ok because I don't known if it will be. I can't tell you you're always going to be happy here because you won't be, but do you know what I've learned about you after watching you grow up?" He asked.
"I learned that you're incredibly strong. Heck, you put up with your mother for this long," he said, causing me to laugh.
"If anyone can get through this it's you, Julia."
He put my omelette on a plate and handed it over to me, before wiping his hands on a towel and exciting the room, leaving me to do nothing but think.
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