The Arranged Wedding
Chapter 11
Annabeth Styles POV.
Bipolar...
I had never seen him have such mood swings. One second he has a sexy smile on his face, and an enthusiastic flow in his eyes. The next second he seems confused. Then he was frustrated and angry. Lastly he finished his mood swings by becoming tired, and seeming hurt. Now he was laying next to me, softly snoring. His arm was gripping my waist tightly. I could feel his not breath on my neck, and his leg draped over mine.
If the event that had taken place earlier hadn't happened, I think this moment would be perfect. Except as I said earlier he was acting like Riden. His brother was a demanding man who wanted me to do everything his way, especially when it came to sex. With Harry thing were different, well at least I thought they were. I couldn't understand what he was saying to me.
He kept telling me it was just desire. Well yes I felt desire for him. He was a truly beautiful man. From his long polished curls, to his perfectly chiseled facial features, and those eyes. His eyes were that of a cheshire cat. They were always there watching you, even when you didn't notice. They were beautiful, and promising, but something in them seemed almost... sulfurous. Maybe I was just seeing things... I couldn't tell you if this man was an angel or a devil because his eyes were both.
Maybe that's why he's so bipolar...
I felt him lightly stir, so I took his hand and brought it to my lips. Yes I was hurt by his words, but he was still Harry. Daily for months now I have laid in his bed wearing his shirt. I laid here needing him next to me, and needing to feel him. My heart felt drained, and I was just going through the motions. Now that he was here, even though I had been yelled at, I felt whole again. I rolled over so I was facing him. His lips were pursed, and his eyebrows were frowned. It almost looked like he was pouting.
"I'm sorry Harry, I didn't mean to upset you. You're a fool if you think I want Riden's love though. There isn't a man on the planet that compares to you. You're too perfectly imperfect in all the best of ways." I whispered to the sleeping boy. He stirred again, and I let out a sigh. I managed to pull myself out of his grip, and get out of the bed. When I did he shot awake. His eyes were wide, and he made a soft whimpering sound. He outstretched his arms asking me to lay back next to him. I shook my head, and started to put my clothes back on.
"Please come back to bed. I've spent so many nights sleeping alone, Annie. Don't make me spend anymore time in a cold bed, only to watch shadows dance on the wall. The shadows are so haunting Annabeth." He said, a begging tone apparent in his voice. I shook my head at him again, and slipped my shirt over my head.
"You need to get up anyways it's almost time for dinner." I told him, and he frowned.
"Dinner can wait." He told me with confidence, and then pulled me back on the bed. He rested his hand on my hip. He moved the hair from my face, and his lips pulled into a smile.
"I've already been late to dinner once this week Harry, I'll be noosed if it happens again." I told him. I once again attempted to escape his tight embrace, but failed miserably.
"I used to be a big drinker Annabeth, did you know that?" He asked me. I frowned my eyebrows at him. Why is he being so random today?
"No I did not Harry." I told him.
"Well I was. It made all the pain disappear, even if only for a few hours. I did some things I shouldn't have when I drank, and as I got older I knew I had to quit such a habit. So that's what I did Annabeth, I made myself stop." He told me in a very serious tone. He was searching my eyes mine for some sort of reaction.
"Harry I'm afraid I don't know why you're telling me this at this particular point and time." I told him, and he looked away from me for a split second. He let out a sigh, before bringing his gaze back to me.
"When I was in California it was like you had come with me. With every beat my heart made through my chest I could feel your soft skin, smell lavender, hear a laugh gifted by only the angels, and the taste on my tongue was one that only your lips could bring. More importantly when I stared at the sun as it melted into the water letting night come, I could see you. It was so beautiful Annabeth, and only you have such a beauty, so I knew it must have been you. Then you would melt away, and I would be left with the nights shadows to haunt me. I wanted to drink so bad Annabeth. If I could be drunk until it was time for you to arise from the horizon again, maybe I wouldn't hurt so..." He trailed off, and looked away from me again. I saw a single tear slowly make its way done his cheek. I pressed my lips against the salty tear, kissing it away.
"Don't leave me with the shadows anymore Annabeth." He begged me. I let out a sigh of my own this time.
"Harry I need you to know something. I desire you because I care about you, not the other way around. Not even the shadows made by Satan himself are ever going to take me away from you." I told him, and then took his hand. I placed it over my heart so he could feel it beat. "It beats for you Harry." I added on. He pulled me to him, and had me straddle his lap. He pulled my chin down, and just as my lips were about to meet his, there was a knock on the door.
"Harry, Anne saided for me to tell you that's you have to get ready for dinner." A young girl said through the door. Harry gently set me off of him, and stood up. He put his clothes back on, and looked at the door with bright eyes.
"Who is that?" I asked him, feeling quite confused.
"Her name is Delilah. I found her in California. I'm glad you had me go, I can't imagine what would have happened to her if I hadn't. Come you can meet her! You'll love her Annie, I know you will!" Harry said ecstatically, which only left me more confused. He took my hand, and pulled me to the door. He opened it, and in front of me I saw a small child. She started giggling when she saw Harry, and jumped with her arm reaching towards him. He picked up the little girl who gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Delilah I want you to meet someone, this is Annabeth." He told her, gesturing to me with his free hand. Delilah hid shyly into Harry's neck, and gave me a small wave.
"Harry what do you mean you found her?" I asked him. Delilah began to giggle, and gave him another kiss on the cheek.
"There was a very mean man who took me, and did mean things to Delilah. I ran away from him, and saw Harry on the beach. Harry and Zayn are the best they protected Delilah from the mean man. Delilah has no parents, so Harry had given me back to the social worker. I don't like her much either she's not very nice to Delilah. I signed lots of papers though so now he takes care of me, and so does Zayn. They are the bestest." She told me in a matter of fact tone. I stared at her in awe, and looked at Harry. He simply held a look of love in his eyes towards the girl.
"Well that was very sweet of Harry and Zayn." I told her, and she nodded. Harry smiled brightly at me.
"Harry do you like my princess dress? I picked it special just for you, Delilah wants you to think she's very pretty in her dress." She asked him happily. He sat her down, and bended down in front of her. He straightened the crown on top of her head, and smoothed out the dress. It was beautiful yellow dress, and she almost reminded me of Belle wearing it.
"Darling you look absolutely amazing! You're the most beautiful princess I've ever seen!" He told her. She clapped her hands and cheered, seeming ecstatic at his approval. She wrapped her little arms around his neck giving him a hug. He hugged her back, seeming quite content.
"Well why don't you go downstairs, so we can go get ready for dinner." I suggested, and she nodded. She ran down the stairs happily. We were left alone once again, and Harry rose from his knees. He gave me short, but very affectionate, kiss before going back into his room...
Like I said before...
Bipolar...
Bipolar...
I had never seen him have such mood swings. One second he has a sexy smile on his face, and an enthusiastic flow in his eyes. The next second he seems confused. Then he was frustrated and angry. Lastly he finished his mood swings by becoming tired, and seeming hurt. Now he was laying next to me, softly snoring. His arm was gripping my waist tightly. I could feel his not breath on my neck, and his leg draped over mine.
If the event that had taken place earlier hadn't happened, I think this moment would be perfect. Except as I said earlier he was acting like Riden. His brother was a demanding man who wanted me to do everything his way, especially when it came to sex. With Harry thing were different, well at least I thought they were. I couldn't understand what he was saying to me.
He kept telling me it was just desire. Well yes I felt desire for him. He was a truly beautiful man. From his long polished curls, to his perfectly chiseled facial features, and those eyes. His eyes were that of a cheshire cat. They were always there watching you, even when you didn't notice. They were beautiful, and promising, but something in them seemed almost... sulfurous. Maybe I was just seeing things... I couldn't tell you if this man was an angel or a devil because his eyes were both.
Maybe that's why he's so bipolar...
I felt him lightly stir, so I took his hand and brought it to my lips. Yes I was hurt by his words, but he was still Harry. Daily for months now I have laid in his bed wearing his shirt. I laid here needing him next to me, and needing to feel him. My heart felt drained, and I was just going through the motions. Now that he was here, even though I had been yelled at, I felt whole again. I rolled over so I was facing him. His lips were pursed, and his eyebrows were frowned. It almost looked like he was pouting.
"I'm sorry Harry, I didn't mean to upset you. You're a fool if you think I want Riden's love though. There isn't a man on the planet that compares to you. You're too perfectly imperfect in all the best of ways." I whispered to the sleeping boy. He stirred again, and I let out a sigh. I managed to pull myself out of his grip, and get out of the bed. When I did he shot awake. His eyes were wide, and he made a soft whimpering sound. He outstretched his arms asking me to lay back next to him. I shook my head, and started to put my clothes back on.
"Please come back to bed. I've spent so many nights sleeping alone, Annie. Don't make me spend anymore time in a cold bed, only to watch shadows dance on the wall. The shadows are so haunting Annabeth." He said, a begging tone apparent in his voice. I shook my head at him again, and slipped my shirt over my head.
"You need to get up anyways it's almost time for dinner." I told him, and he frowned.
"Dinner can wait." He told me with confidence, and then pulled me back on the bed. He rested his hand on my hip. He moved the hair from my face, and his lips pulled into a smile.
"I've already been late to dinner once this week Harry, I'll be noosed if it happens again." I told him. I once again attempted to escape his tight embrace, but failed miserably.
"I used to be a big drinker Annabeth, did you know that?" He asked me. I frowned my eyebrows at him. Why is he being so random today?
"No I did not Harry." I told him.
"Well I was. It made all the pain disappear, even if only for a few hours. I did some things I shouldn't have when I drank, and as I got older I knew I had to quit such a habit. So that's what I did Annabeth, I made myself stop." He told me in a very serious tone. He was searching my eyes mine for some sort of reaction.
"Harry I'm afraid I don't know why you're telling me this at this particular point and time." I told him, and he looked away from me for a split second. He let out a sigh, before bringing his gaze back to me.
"When I was in California it was like you had come with me. With every beat my heart made through my chest I could feel your soft skin, smell lavender, hear a laugh gifted by only the angels, and the taste on my tongue was one that only your lips could bring. More importantly when I stared at the sun as it melted into the water letting night come, I could see you. It was so beautiful Annabeth, and only you have such a beauty, so I knew it must have been you. Then you would melt away, and I would be left with the nights shadows to haunt me. I wanted to drink so bad Annabeth. If I could be drunk until it was time for you to arise from the horizon again, maybe I wouldn't hurt so..." He trailed off, and looked away from me again. I saw a single tear slowly make its way done his cheek. I pressed my lips against the salty tear, kissing it away.
"Don't leave me with the shadows anymore Annabeth." He begged me. I let out a sigh of my own this time.
"Harry I need you to know something. I desire you because I care about you, not the other way around. Not even the shadows made by Satan himself are ever going to take me away from you." I told him, and then took his hand. I placed it over my heart so he could feel it beat. "It beats for you Harry." I added on. He pulled me to him, and had me straddle his lap. He pulled my chin down, and just as my lips were about to meet his, there was a knock on the door.
"Harry, Anne saided for me to tell you that's you have to get ready for dinner." A young girl said through the door. Harry gently set me off of him, and stood up. He put his clothes back on, and looked at the door with bright eyes.
"Who is that?" I asked him, feeling quite confused.
"Her name is Delilah. I found her in California. I'm glad you had me go, I can't imagine what would have happened to her if I hadn't. Come you can meet her! You'll love her Annie, I know you will!" Harry said ecstatically, which only left me more confused. He took my hand, and pulled me to the door. He opened it, and in front of me I saw a small child. She started giggling when she saw Harry, and jumped with her arm reaching towards him. He picked up the little girl who gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Delilah I want you to meet someone, this is Annabeth." He told her, gesturing to me with his free hand. Delilah hid shyly into Harry's neck, and gave me a small wave.
"Harry what do you mean you found her?" I asked him. Delilah began to giggle, and gave him another kiss on the cheek.
"There was a very mean man who took me, and did mean things to Delilah. I ran away from him, and saw Harry on the beach. Harry and Zayn are the best they protected Delilah from the mean man. Delilah has no parents, so Harry had given me back to the social worker. I don't like her much either she's not very nice to Delilah. I signed lots of papers though so now he takes care of me, and so does Zayn. They are the bestest." She told me in a matter of fact tone. I stared at her in awe, and looked at Harry. He simply held a look of love in his eyes towards the girl.
"Well that was very sweet of Harry and Zayn." I told her, and she nodded. Harry smiled brightly at me.
"Harry do you like my princess dress? I picked it special just for you, Delilah wants you to think she's very pretty in her dress." She asked him happily. He sat her down, and bended down in front of her. He straightened the crown on top of her head, and smoothed out the dress. It was beautiful yellow dress, and she almost reminded me of Belle wearing it.
"Darling you look absolutely amazing! You're the most beautiful princess I've ever seen!" He told her. She clapped her hands and cheered, seeming ecstatic at his approval. She wrapped her little arms around his neck giving him a hug. He hugged her back, seeming quite content.
"Well why don't you go downstairs, so we can go get ready for dinner." I suggested, and she nodded. She ran down the stairs happily. We were left alone once again, and Harry rose from his knees. He gave me short, but very affectionate, kiss before going back into his room...
Like I said before...
Bipolar...
Notes
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~JR
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