I am engaged.

I am engaged.

I am engaged.

I am engaged!!

Bloody hell! How could this happen? I mean, one day I was having wild sex, next day I was being proposed by the man I once promised never to date??

I mean, we hadn't even gone public with our relationship, and he asked me to marry him! If before I didn't have the courage to admit I was dating him, how was I supposed to admit I was engaged to him??

"Lily, what are you doing over there? Come back to bed, I want to celebrate our engagement a while longer…"

No, no, no, no… this can't be true. I mean, how could this happen? I was just fine being single, not doing sex at almost a year, and then… bum! He appears and, just like that, I have to marry him?

"Lily!"

"I'm coming!"

I have to find a way out of this. I just have to. I mean, why did I say yes? I don't want to marry him! I don't want to marry, period!

Unlike other girls, I never ever dreamt about marriage. The only knowledge I have about weddings is that the priest says "you may kiss the bride" in the end of his speech. And that's because I had to go to Alice's wedding and somehow managed a way to drown the rest of his boring speech.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and tore my gaze from the window and from my thoughts. "Is anything wrong, Lils? You seem weird."

I smiled a very fake smile. "No, nothing's wrong. I'm just thinking over some things. It was a very eventful night."

He smiled too and kissed me lightly on the lips. "I can't believe we're getting married."

Yeah… me neither.

"Have you thought about how we're going to tell your parents?" he asked me, sitting next to me.

"We'll have time to think about that."

Meaning: I don't want to tell my parents!

"Okay. Let's get back to bed?"

"Yes, please."

Well, at least the sex was good. If I married him, I'd be pleased for life. Lily! What are you thinking? Marrying him? Are you crazy?? I can't marry him; but I don't want to break his heart. What a life!

I have to find a way around this; but I'll leave that for the morning. Right now, I'm too upset to even fake an orgasm. Not that he'll notice; he's too content with our bloody engagement for that.

Like I said before, he's worth marrying for the sex. But if I can have it while single, why change? Just say it girl…

"Honey…"

"Yes?" he asked, as he left my neck alone for some seconds and returned to my mouth.

"I have to tell you something…" I whispered, pushing him away slightly.

He sensed the seriousness in my tone and looked up at my eyes. "What?"

"I can't marry you."

"Come again? I don't think I understood."

"I can't marry you, James…"

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Author's note: hello dear readers! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter of what is supposed to be my new fic! To everyone who has read some of my other fics and is now reading this one, I honestly hope you liked it!

Thanks anyway for reading until here!

Love,

Hannah

Ps: constructive criticism is appreciated and so are nice reviews. Flames are not and shall be ignored.