Never hide your true desires, or things will go wrong.

March 18, 2012
The Bently Dining Room

I pinned the rest of my hair up and scanned my body in the mirror. This is probably the best I’ve looked in weeks, maybe even months.


I was wearing a small black dress that clung to the shape of my body, and I was wearing a pair of dark red heels. My hair was in bigger curls than usual, and I applied not even an inch of makeup.


I jumped when there was a knock on my bedroom door.


“I hope you’re not naked because I’d have to get naked as well-” Harry came in smirking, but his smirk faded when he looked at me. “Might as well get naked anyways. Damn, cher.”


“Hey. I’m not yours tonight, so don’t touch.” I pointed my finger in his face and his smirk came back. “Besides, I don’t want to mess up my hair. I didn’t make a good first impression on your mom when she came down here, and tonight is my shot at recovering it.”


“You actually want to be liked by my mom? Anastasia, my mother hates everyone.” He laughed a little and smiled. “But of course, she doesn’t have to hate Penelope.”


I scowled and he walked up behind me in my mirror. He put his hands around my waist, and kissed my neck, blowing his hot breath on it. I couldn’t help but smile and he squeezed me tighter.


“Don’t smile at me like that.” He chuckled and I smiled bigger.


“I can’t help it. You make me smile.” I muttered and he nuzzled my neck again.


“I’d hate to ruin your session, Headmaster Styles, but you’re mother is here and waiting for you downstairs.” Haley appeared at the door and Harry sighed before she walked away.


“Duty calls.” He said and went to walk away, but he stopped where he was. “What the hell was I thinking?” He shook his head and pulled me close to him. “Walking away from you without giving you a kiss. Mmm, I think I’m going insane.”


He then pressed his lips firmly to mine and I smiled. The kiss was nice. Short. Sweet. I ran my hands through his hair and he scoffed, pulling his lips from mine.


“Stop it,” He said. “You’re going to mess up my hair.” He said in a high-pitched voice before fluffing his hair and walking out of my room.


I laughed a little before looking into the mirror one last time. I walked to the top of the stairs and saw Penelope, Harry, and Gina all standing in the hallway. So, you think I should make yet another grand entrance?


As soon as my foot hit that wooden stair, my heel clicked and all eyes went on me.


“Anastasia Greene?” Gina said, seeming almost disgusted.


“Oh the pleasure is all mine, Mrs. Styles.” I smirked and shook her hand, making her lips twitch. “I’d hate to be a buzzkill, but this was a dinner I couldn’t miss.”


Harry looked at me like he was proud, but I just winked at him and turned back to Gina.


“I take it you’re still staying here after I kicked you out?” She asked, venom, pouring out of her like my tears would pour out of me.


“Yes ma’am, indeed.” I nodded my head and she raised her brows.


“And it doesn’t bother you that Harry and Penelope are getting married?” She looked surprised and happy at the same time.


Yes, it bothers the fuck out of me. But what does it matter? We’re all a big happy family, right? Wrong. “No,” I turned to Penelope and Harry and gave a gentle smile, a forced gentle smile. “I actually think that these two are the cutest couple in the world.”


Even Penelope looked shocked that I had said that. But Harry was ogling me and I glared at him, but he didn’t stop.


“Well, you seem to have changed since I last seen you Miss Greene. Come, let us eat. Or, I don’t suppose that you’ll deny my offer this time?” Gina said sarcastically and I took a breath.


“No. In fact, I was just about to ask you if we could sit down and eat.” I smiled and she returned it. Am I seriously earning her trust and appreciation? My God.


Once we sat down at the table, Penelope was facing Gina, and I was facing Harry. It wasn’t a very good set up, because me and Harry would just be talking the whole time.


Haley had two other servers with her to help her out so I didn’t have to do it, and I thanked her when she handed me a plate. When the servers took the covers off, I nearly died of a food coma just by looking at it.


Roast beef, potatoes, carrots, and homemade rolls. It looked delicious.


Once we started eating, Gina began to pay more attention to Penelope and began to ask her questions about what she did and such.


When I looked up at Harry, he was looking at me and I beamed.


“Stop staring at me.” I whispered and he shook his head.


“Stop dressing in clothes that will make me stare at you.” He argued and I smiled.


“So, Harry. Have you spent the time to get to know Penelope?” Gina asked and his head straightened up.


He grabbed her hand and I froze where I was, unable to help the expression on my face.


“Yes. And I can’t wait to marry her. She’s beautiful, and she’s the love of my life.” He was looking at her the whole time and she was bright red like a tomato.


He didn’t even frown or anything. He said it with a straight face. But… Did he mean it? No, no. Of course not. He loves me…


“Anastasia?” Gina called and I was knocked out of my trance.


“Yes?” I straightened up and she smiled.


“I said, are you still in love with Harry? Or did you just forget that you and Harry ever had a thing?” She asked and I swallowed, but kept a straight face.


“I never loved him.” I almost screamed saying it, and I hastily shook my head. “Penelope and Harry belong together.”


Gina’s smile was so wide and she grabbed my hand in hers. “I am so happy with your decision. You have made a good one, and I am proud of the person you are now.”


“I’m glad I’ve actually earned your appreciation, Mrs. Styles.” I said and she smiled again.


I didn’t even want to look at Harry after saying those things. I knew I hurt him. I even hurt myself. And it pains me to even think about shit like that.


After we finished dinner, Gina had asked us if we wanted to walk the garden. Apparently it looks ‘magical’ at night.


When we walked outside, a light breeze was blowing and it felt good on my burning skin. Gina was walking with Penelope- I could tell that they were really bonding- and Harry was trailing behind them. While I was walking by myself.


I wasn’t sure if Harry was mad at me, or upset with me. But this is what he asked me to do. I had to be completely out of the picture. There was never no Anastasia and Harry, no ‘Hana’ or whatever you wanna call the stupid ship name that Malina had given to us. We never had any chemistry. But that’s what Gina thinks.


We’re supposed to pretend tonight that nothing is going on between us and nothing ever did. Tonight, we are fake. Like Penelope.


I looked out to the flowers- the gorgeous, big flowers- and sighed to myself. It felt good to walk alone, even though I’ve been missing company for a while.


Oh, and here comes company now.


“Anastasia,” Harry breathed in my ear and goosebumps covered my skin. “I.. Um..”


“Should I mean what I said?” I asked and he stopped walking completely.


“Do what?” He frowned at me and I stepped in front of him.


“You know what I said. I said ‘Penelope and Harry belong together’. I haven’t thought about it, and it’s always been about me but.. Is that what you want Harry? Do you want to be with Penelope?” I asked and he scowled at me.


“I can’t even believe you would consider asking that question.” He shook his head and balled his fists.


“I am just asking a question. The least you could do is answer it.” I snapped.


“No,” He shook his head. “No.”


“No what?” I threw my hands up and he grabbed my wrists.


“No! I don’t want to be with Penelope. Haven’t you already figured that out by now? I have been with you since last night, and I haven’t even touched Penelope except for tonight. I do not want to be with Penelope. But once again, your head is up your ass. So I guess I’ll have to explain things to you, again.” He grumbled and my mouth dropped.


“Are you fucking serious right now?” I took a deep breath and ran my hands through my hair. “Why is this bothering you? I just asked a simple question, and you turned it into a huge ass argument? Why do you do that? Is there something wrong with me asking you questions about you, about us?”


“Yes. As a matter of fact there is. Why can’t you just live with the fact that I want to be with you and just leave it at that.” He shoved his hands deep into his pockets.


“Because there’s more to a relationship than that.” I said and he chuckled, making me cross my arms.


“Who even said we were a couple?” He looked around like someone was going to answer. Then he put his hand on his chest, pointing to himself. “I know I sure as hell didn’t.”


“You’re saying that like it’s a good thing.” Tears were welling in my eyes and he put his hand back in his pocket and hunched his shoulders.


“Well maybe it is.” He nodded his head and my mouth dropped again.


“I thought you loved me.” I mumbled and he just stood there. He didn’t agree with the statement, he didn’t answer my confusion. He just stood there.


Then he started to walk away. I walked quickly after him.


“You know, I’m going back to that thought to where all of this is just one of your games that I’m playing in. You don’t appreciate that I’m even following you right now, do you?” No answer. “My point exactly. And I bet.. You never loved me. And-”


He quickly snapped towards me and cupped my face with his hands. “I’ve always loved you Anastasia. Stop lying to yourself just so you can make yourself feel better. You know I love you, and I think you’re making up shit just so you can start it.”


“Excuse me?” I pulled away from him and he groaned. “Who the fuck shoved a dick up your ass?!” I snapped and he growled, grabbing me by the arm.


“You better watch it, little girl.” He threw me back a little bit and I let a tear fall from my eye, shaking my head.


“Would you even care if I left? Right now?” I asked and he sighed.


“You know I would.” He shook his head and I bit my tongue.


“Yeah, but my head is too far up my ass to see, right?” I mocked.


“Now you’re finally getting it.” He rolled his eyes and I hit his chest.


“God! Sometimes I just wanna… I just wanna.. Ugh! I hate you!” I hit his chest again and he swallowed. “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.”


“Ana.” He tried to grab my arm whenever I went to walk back into the house.


“No. I hate you.” He grabbed my arm and I let out a scream, making Gina and Penelope stop walking. “Don’t you get it? Or is your head too far up your ass to see?” A muscle ticked in his jaw and I rolled my eyes.


“Is everything okay?” Gina asked as they approached us.


I looked at Harry and crossed my arms, but he still didn’t say anything.


“Yeah. Everything is just fine. I’ll just be in the house, asleep. I need to get some rest because I’ve got a long day of packing tomorrow.” I looked at Harry and he snapped his eyes towards me.


“You wouldn’t.” He muttered and I smiled.


“What was that? Oh wait, I don’t care. You know I hate you, so why are you asking me questions. God, that just makes me so angry that you wouldn’t notice. Gee, maybe I should just start yelling at you! Will that make it any fucking better! No! It won’t!” I looked at a shocked Gina and Penelope and said, “Good night. You will have a better one than I will.”


Then I walked away, and up to my room. Ugh, he is such a dick.

Notes

I'm done with this. This book is over. Do you want it to be over? I wanna know why you guys like this so much. There's nothing to it. They're just fighting.
Okay, I guess I can finish. I love you my wonderlights :) xoxx