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Forced To Be Married
Chapter 11

Hearing the phone ring I quickly ran over. *Please let it be my mom!* "Hello?. . . Yes. This is she. No, not today. Thanks."

"Who was that?" Namjoon asked, walking down the stairs, seeing he was dressed in his casual attire.

"Just an appointment I forgot to reschedule." I told him staring at the phone. *Please ring!*

"An appointment?" He whispered, grabbing his keys. *Wait, what's he up too?*

"Where are you going?" I asked, turing around to face him. Slipping on his shoes he pulled over the sweatshirt that was in his hand.

He shrugged, "Don't know." He headed for the door as I stopped him. "Move." *I know he's lying*

"Why should I?!" I questioned, as he stood with his hands cross in front of me.

"Miok. Please. . . " he pouted like a five year old. *No I will not give in to those brown eyes.*

"Tell me where your going. What if I have to get a hold of you?" I told him, as he pointed to his phone. "Namjoon. . . (Ring, Ring, Ring.)

"Looks like you have a phone call to answer." He smirked, making me go answer it as he slipped out the door. " *ugh!*

"Hello? Mom! Yes. . . He's awake! Okay, I'll be there in 20 minutes!" I exclaimed, running to grab my keys before heading out the door which I locked.

20 minutes later.

Once I arrived, I basically sprinted to the front door. Checking in, I finally found his room. There was my old man, sitting up on the hospital bed smiling at my mom. She was laughing at something my father had said as I enter the room. *Its good to see them smiling like this* "Miok!" My dad exclaimed, as I went over to hug him, lightly.

"Appa! Oh, how I missed you. You scared me." I told him, as he lightly kissed my check.

"My time isn't up yet sweet heart. I've still got to walk you down the isle." He laughed, as my mother got all excited.

"No ring yet, Hun?" My mother asked me. *Really, it's only been a week.*

"Nice to see you got yours mom." I sassed, not really in the mood to talk about this arranged marriage.

"Miok. . . " My father said scolding me, as I looked at them.

"I'm sorry it's just been a long week." I told them, sitting down. *Thats all they talk about. I hope they don't ask where he is.*

"Miok, where is Namjoon?" My mother asked, making me cringe. *Oh, let's see mother. He's probably off with his girlfriend. Yeah, total commitment there.*

"I think he said he was going to hangout with the boys today?." I lied, knowing he wasn't due to Jimin's snapchat.

"Oh, alright dear. Well, your father and I were thinking that you invite him and his parents over to our house for dinner. Your father is getting released today." My mom said, making me think about it. *That's defiantly a no go.*

"Sure, I like that idea." I lied, making my parents smile in happiness.

"We'll make your favorite!" My father told me, making me smile. *If only you both knew the truth.*

"Alright, we'll I should get going. I have to go get a few things." I told them starting to not feel so good. *Please not today! Out of all the days why today!*

"Honey, dress nice. Preferably that's white dress I bought you." My mother suggested, making me a little upset. *Not today.*

Quickly driving home, I ran inside. Going into the bathroom, I smiled. *It's alright world, Mother Nature has blessed me another day.*

Walking out I heard Namjoon's voice outside the front door. "Lana, please you have to go! No, I can't be doing this anymore. Stop, Lana no. . . " I heard him say as the door burst open with a pissed off Lana. Staring at her, she quickly walked over to me.

"Look, bitch! I don't know what you've been up to but stay the hell away from Rapmon." She yelled, as Namjoon walked over and grabbed her taking her outside. I heard him yelling at her but I was never expected to hear this.

"Leave Lana! I'm done with you. . ." He yelled, " go. . . I'm basically a married man and you just disrespected my future wife." *True, True. . . Wait what.*

"You weren't saying that a week ago. You loved me Namjoon but you choose daddy's girl over me." Lana cried. *Hey I was dragged into this! Actually forced!*

"Things changed, I've changed, but you Lana are still the same." Namjoon said, seeing him starting to walk inside. "Miok. . . Your okay right." He asked, smiling at me.

"Yeah I'm fine." I told him, seeing him walk into the kitchen. I soon followed as he grabbed a pop from the fridge.

"Hey I have to talk to you." I told him, sitting on a stool.

"Yeah, what about?" He asked.

"Well my parents invited your family and us over for dinner." I told him, as his eyes widened. *Shocked, same.*

"Dinner? What's the occasion?" He questioned, looking out the window.

"Oh, you know the usual. Their favorite topic of arranged marriage." I fake smiled, heading into the living room. *Its been a week and I only know like 10 things about him and I already knew them. So . . . I basically still don't know him.*

"Great." I heard Namjoon say. "What do we do?"

"Well like you always say. . . Act." I told him, as he walked over to where I was and smirked at me.

"Trust me, I can act." He assured me, plopping down on the couch next to me. *Someones being cocky. I'm not gonna say any names but. . . Namjoon (Cough)*

"Well my parents love to dance so you sure your ready for that." I teased, seeing him glare over at me. *Not so tough now are we.*

"Your joking right?" He asked, as I laughed over at him.

"Why would I be." I smirked, as he startled to tickle me. *Please not the stomach.*

"Well you better be." He smiled, as I fidgeted underneath his hands. Trying to catch my breath, I laughed even harder.

"Namjoon stop, please your killing me." I laughed, seeing that he finally stopped. I looked up in his eyes and laughed.

"Don't worry, they don't force you to dance." I told him, as I got up from the couch. "Come on. We have to look good." He nodded and followed me up stairs to the master bedroom. We both started picking out our outfits when I laid the white dress on the bed.

"Is that what your wearing?" He asked, making me throw the dark red dress on the bed as well.

"Why do you ask?"

"Well because I would like to match you. Make it more formal you know." He smirked as I stood in front of both of the dressed. *This is a hard choice. Maybe I should just try on every single dress and let him pick. I mean should I?*

"Alright, but can you help me? I don't know what to wear." I told him, as he walked over and looked at both of the dresses. *Please don't pick white, please don't pick white. I'm still not out of the woods yet.*

"I like the red one." He smirked, knowing the exact reason why he picked this dress. *Typical guy.*

"Tell me, why the red one?" I asked him seeing him eye me up and down.

"Because it shows off your curves more." He said biting his lip before heading in to the bathroom to change. *Is this how he's going to act tonight?*

I blushed at his comment, trying to get myself ready. Changing in the walk in closet, I heard Namjoon walk out. "Miok, I'll be downstair."

"Okay." I answered, making last minute adjustments. Taking a step back I looked at myself in the mirror. *Namjoon was right, it did hug my body. My favorite part of this dress is the split right up my right leg. It's a pretty sexy dress.* Quickly doing hair and makeup I slowly walked downstairs. Namjoon was looking down at his phone when he noticed me.

"Miok, you look incredible." He smirked, as I blushed lightly. I walked down next to him making him stare at me even more.

"Earth to Namjoon. You coming back down yet?" I laughed, as he snapped out of it.

"Sorry, your just. . ." He was going to say something till I cut him off.

"A weird girl, who you are being forced to marry, and you just now realized that she is actually very beautiful." I smirked, as he stepped closer to me.

"I was gonna say ugly." He teased, knowing he was lying.

"Yeah right!" I yelled at him, lightly hitting his arm. He laughed, before lightly taking both my hands in his.

"Miok, your beautiful." He smiled, as his eyes stared into mine, "Any man would be lucky to have you. I guess I never realized how much I cared about you till I saw you cry about your father. I also never would of thought you would be the type of girl I would. . ."

To be continued. . .

(A/N): What do you think Namjoon is going to say! Tell me what you think!!??? Updating soon!
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