"What do you mean I'm getting married?" I looked at my parents confused. "Y/n, you're 22 and we're starting to get worried" mum held my hand "so we set you up with someone and it turns out that they are interested also, so you guys are getting married" "Seriously?" I looked at my dad. "First of all, I have literally no idea what you're talking about" he pointed at my mother "it's not we, it's you, let her life, she doesn't need to get married" he sighed. "Well it's too late!" Mum snapped. We both looked at her in shock. "Y/n get up, let's go get ice cream and let your mother cool off and think about whatever the fuck she thinks she's doing" dad stood up and I followed him out of the room.
"Sorry about that sweetie" he said "go change quickly, I'll wait in the car" "Alright" I smiled and ran up the stairs. I got into my room.
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I walked straight into the closet.
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