Chapter. 2

It is the wedding day, I am already very nervous and Liam's behavior from yesterday isn't helping at all. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. The crown, open hair, glam makeup and white fish cut dress with a long veil and a flower bouquet in my hands.

{Alan's pov}

I was at the entrance of the hotel when Hazel's Father approached me. “Is Liam ready Alan?” I don't know the answer, I have witnessed him from the morning

“I will go check on him.” I walked towards his room, I opened the door just to witness Liam's parents there. but Liam wasn't there.

“Where's Liam, uncle?” I asked and he looked at me with disappointment. “He is not here.” His father replied and I frowned in confusion, if he is not here then where Is he?

“We found this note here.” His forwarded the note and I took it from her.

‘I am not doing this marriage, I like ruby Father I have told you but you were stubborn and didn't listen to me’ the note stated these words.

“If you knew that he wasn't happy with this marriage, why did you force him into this? I know I have no right to question you. But what now ?” His mother came towards me and held my hands.

“Child please do us a favor, please marry her. The guests are here and we can't let Hazel's family get disrespected because of us.” I immediately stepped back, No that's not even possible.

“I can't do this, we barely know each other.” she started begging. how am I supposed to make her understand?

“Alright don't do this, you are older than me, but I would like to talk to Hazel first.” they immediately agreed. I tried to make them understand that it's not possible but they are just stubborn, it's alright I will just talk to Hazel I am sure she will deny this marriage.

I walked towards Her room while Liam's parents went to talk to Hazel's parents. I knocked on the door and she opened it, God she is gorgeous, ethereal.

“um, can we talk?” she nodded, giving me the way to step inside. I stepped inside and looked at her.

“Look Hazel, Liam disappeared from this wedding.” she smiled, has she gone mad? why is she smiling?

“Stop pranking me Alan” she commented. am I looking like someone who would prank someone? seriously?

“No, I am serious. He left this note.” I passed her the note and she read it. She immediately fell on the floor, I kneeled down in front of her and held her shoulders.

“Hazel, calm down.” I patted her shoulder and she wiped her tears. Well that's heartbreaking, I can't relate but it can be looking at her state.

“I knew something was off, his behavior changed the day ruby arrived. I know, what will happen now.” She cried and I couldn't help but just stare at her. I don't know how to stop her from crying - I have never done that.

“Hazel, will you marry me?” No I wasn't supposed to ask that, but I don't know what got into me all of sudden. She looked at me with wide eyes and I held her hands.

“I mean there are a lot of guests, you can divorce me afterwards.” she shook her head as in no, understandable.

“It's not a game Alan. It's not how everything works.” She said standing up and I helped her.

“We can give a try to this marriage, I will give my best to this marriage if you marry me.” Where am I getting this much guts from? How can I say all this?

“No, why would you Sacrifice yourself for Your friend?” She questioned. well I am not doing this for Liam but her. I don't know why, but I just feel attached with her. We just met yesterday but still.

“I am not doing this for my friend at all.” just then the door opened revealing Her parents. I looked at them and was about to step out of the room when her father's voice stopped me.

“Please marry my daughter.” He said and I immediately looked at Hazel.

“What? Why?” She roared and her father looked at her.

“Because we have some reputation in society, there are respected people as guests and we have some respect in society. just marry him.” He explained and Hazel chuckled.

“Am I a joke dad?” She questioned and he joined his hands in front of her. “Please?” He pleaded and she looked at me with tears in her eyes.

“Will you marry me?” She asked, what? Is it happening for real? But this is so sudden, I am not prepared for it.

“Yes” I said, what? No.

………

*Hazel's POV*

The doors opened and I took a deep breath, I slowly walked inside while my eyes were cascaded down.

My father approached me and I held his hand, he walked me on the aisle. As I reached the end of the aisle I slowly looked up just To witness Alan, he was looking breathtaking for real. But this is all way too weird.

My father passed my hands into his and he gently held my hand. I stood in front of him while the priest came ahead.

“Mr. Alan Martin, do you take Miss. Hazel Watson as your lawful wife, to have and hold to, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?” the priest’s voice echoed.

After a couple of seconds he said “I do”. I could feel his grip on my hand tighten.

“Miss. Hazel Watson, do you take Mr. Alan Martin as your lawful husband, to have and hold to, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?” The priest asked me, I was all blank. All I could think about was Liam and Ruby.

“Hazel?” my chain of thoughts broke from his soft voice and I looked at him. And I realized I have to say it now.

“I do.” I answered

“I now announce you both a married couple, Congratulations Mr. And Mrs. Martin. The groom may kiss the bride now.” the host said and I looked at him.

Is this how our first kiss is going to be?

He snaked his hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him, he leaned in to match my height. Our lips were inches apart, I could feel his breath on my face. And then I felt him putting his thumb on my lips and kissing on his thumb.

It was in a way that from front it looked like he actually kissed me but he didn't, clever.

He stepped back and we turned towards the crowd with a fake smile of course.

……….

“Hazel I will arrange the divorce papers you shouldn't go with him.” My father spoke, what do they think of me.

“Why can't I go with him?” I asked and my father looked at me stunned.

“What do you mean? You don't even know him that well.” Literally Should I laugh or cry on my father's words.

“So you can ask me to get married to a guy I don't know for reputation and then you are stopping from going with him. What am I dad? A toy? A doll?” I asked and my father looked at me stunned.

“What if he is not willing to accept you then?” My father questioned and this time I don't have reply.

“I am willing to accept this marriage.” His voice echoed in the room and my father looked at him.

“Will you take a good care of her?” My father showed his concern like he wasn't the one who got me married to him.

“Sir I always will, and I will let her go if she wants to and will let her stay if she wants to.” He spoke, is he really a green flag or disguised as a Green flag?