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The Arranged Wedding

Chapter 3

Annabeth Styles POV.

I woke up to yelling. I opened my eyes, and heard someone banging on the door. I frowned, and went over to it. I unlocked it, and opened it. Riden stood there, looking quite angry. "I've been knocking on the door, and calling your name for twenty minutes now." He said in a disapproving tone. I sighed. I really shouldn't have locked the door. He's looks beyond mad.

"Sorry I fell asleep, and forgot I locked the door." I told him. The anger slightly drained from his eyes. He nodded his head, and took my wrist. The one without the cast of course.

"It's okay, just don't do it again. I don't mind you being in here, but keep the door unlocked. It's nearly dinner time, you have fifteen minutes to wash up. I'll meet you in the dining room." He told me. I nodded in response, and he left. A girl, not too much older than me, approached me. I recognized her as one of the girls who were serving me.

"Hello Mrs. Styles, I'll help you get cleaned up. Their very picky about appearances for dinner." She told me. I nodded, and she leads me into mine and Riden's room. She had me sit down on the bed, and she added a little makeup to my face. Then she hands me a blue dress. I put it on, and then she put my hair up.

"You look beautiful Mrs. Styles." She told me, giving me a shy smile.

"Please call me Annabeth. What is your name?" I asked her. She gave me an astonished look, and seemed unsure what to do with herself. Was it something I said? I was just being polite. Plus I can't stand being called Mrs. Styles. It's like getting daggers stabbed through my ear.

"My name is Diana." She told me quietly. I smiled at her, and gave her a big hug. Once again she seemed very surprised by my actions. What? I would like to get to know her. She's around my age, and I have no friends here. She seems like a nice girl anyways.

"You seem very nice. You kind of remind me of my friend Amanda." I told her pulling away. She gave me a shy smile, and then led me down to the dining room. I was seated in between Riden, and Harry. I found it quite awkward. Harry nudged my foot with his. He gave me a small smile, and then I nudged his.

We spent dinner casually playing footsie. The only person who noticed was Zayn, who stayed for dinner. Then Harry started to poke my leg. It turned into a poking contest. He poked my side, and I pulled an lol. Yep I laughed out loud, and everyone looked at me like I was crazy. Harry and Zayn just snickered. When dinner was over Riden said he had more business to attend to, and he wouldn't be back until late. He left, and I went in the living room with the boys.

"So who won your game of footsie?" Zayn asked, and my cheeks turned pink. Harry chuckled at him, and gave me a smile. I told you Zayn noticed our little game. I hope no one else did. Especially not Riden, he would be livid. He probably would have said something if he did, knowing him.

"She won footsie, but I dominated her in the poke war." Harry said, patting himself on the back. I rolled my eyes at him, and sat next to him on the couch. He casually placed her arm over my shoulder, and I pretended not to notice. Zayn did though, and raised an eyebrow at him. The three of us chatted for awhile, then Zayn had to leave.

Harry insisted on showing me something. He took a blanket, and slung it over his shoulder. Then he took my hand in his, and led me outside. We went to the garden, and past the place we had met. He took many turns, and twist through the hedges. It made me wonder how he didn't get lost. He has lived here his whole life though, he probably knows this place like the back of his hand. Finally, he stopped by a little spot by the lake. He laid the blanket down, and we sat on it.

"I love coming here. It's really peaceful, and there's no drama. I've always felt like I could be myself here." He told me, a small smile playing on his lip. He stared up at the night sky. Then he pointed at it. "It has a nice view of the stars." He told me. I placed my hand over his. This was the place he came to be alone. It was his hiding spot, and he took me here.

"It is quite beautiful." I admired, staring at the stars. One of them shot by, and I pointed at it. "Make a wish." I told him. He looked at me, and smiled. There was a glint of excitement, and happiness in his eyes. It warmed my insides, and made me blush.

"For once I can say that I don't need a wish." He told me, biting his bottom lip. I cocked my head at him, and he tucked a strand piece of hair behind my ear. He was having his own little debate inside his head. He was searching my face for something, but all I could offer him was confusion. He sighed, and looked back at the lake. He seemed disappointed by something. I wrapped my hands around his arm, and laid my head on it as
well, hoping to lighten his mood. He seemed to relax, and gave me a smile. It really was absolutely peaceful.

"Thanks for being here for me Harry. I don't know how I would get through all of this without you." I told him. He laid his head on mine, and gently stroked my arm. His touch sent shivers down my spine, and made me lean more into him. Almost as if I craved for more.

"I quite enjoy your company. If you ever need anything, and I mean it when I say anything, I'm here for you." He told me. I smiled, and kissed his cheek. He blushed slightly, and looked off to the side. Sometimes I wonder what's going on in his head. What he's thinking. I shook the thought away, and just enjoyed the moment. I enjoyed our moment.

One Month Later...


Harry has been like my best friend, since I've been here. Riden is normally not here, but it's hell when he is. Zayn, Liam, Louis, and Niall come over often. I've grown quite fond of all of them. Nobody was here, so Harry and I were in his room. I was laying on his bed, and he had his head on my stomach.

"I'm bored." He whined. I chuckled, and rolled my eyes at him. "Don't laugh at me Annie, it's not funny. This is a serious crisis we have on our hands." He told me, making me laughed harder. He sat up, and pretended to pout. I bit my bottom lip, and cocked my head at him.

"So what do you want to do Harry?" I asked him. I sat up, and searched his eyes curiously. He just shook his head, and bit his lip. He had that same look in his eye, that he had the night I told him to make a wish. Just as he had then, he tucked my hair behind my ear. I gave him a curious gaze, slightly smiling at his gesture.

"Do you honestly want to know, what I want to do?" He asked me. I nodded my head eagerly. He sighed, and nodded in reply. "Come here." He told me. I scooted next to him, so our thighs were touching. He placed his hand gently on top of mine, and bit his lip again. He was about to follow through, with whatever it is he planned on doing, but then there was a knock at the door.

"Annabeth, your brother is here, as well as your niece.." Diana said threw the door. Harry sighed, but I cocked my head in confusion. I don't recall being told he was coming. Harry intertwined our hands, looking at them sadly.

"I didn't know you were having guest." Harry told me, still seeming upset.

"I didn't either." I told him, and now he was also confused. We stood up, and Harry placed his hand on the small of my back. He's really protective over me, I think it has something to do with his brother. He leads me to the lounge, being as I normally get lost in the mansion for a house.

I saw my brother sitting awkwardly on the couch, with my niece on his lap. His head cocked over to me, and a smile spread across his lips. My niece jumped off his lap, making him laugh, and ran over to me. She hugged my legs, and I felt a surge of happiness shot threw me. It was nice to see a familiar face. Harry, my brother, and I talked for awhile. He seemed to really like Harry, though making the mistake of thinking Harry was my forced husband. It was a perfect little moment though. I was laying against Harry, his arm slung over my shoulder. Everything seemed so perfect. For a split second, I even pretended Harry really was my husband. It was so perfect, and so hard to resist the temptation of imaging such a reality. Every time Harry ran the tips of his fingers, across the skin on my arm, I felt a tingles feeling of electricity shoot threw me.

Anne and Gemma called, and said they wouldn't be home tonight, and Riden called, and said he had to go to Thailand immediately. We showed my brother to a guest bedroom, and then went back to Harry's room. I laid cuddled against him, on his bed. I couldn't seem to pull myself away from this moment, even though a small part of me thought this was wrong. But an even bigger part of me told me this was right.

"Annie?" Harry asked, his voice barely below a whisper. I looked up at him, propping my chin on his chest. I gave him a smile, and he returned it. I felt his finger gently slide down my cheek. He was biting his bottom lip harshly. In this very moment, I found myself wishing he was mine, yet again. I subconsciously moved my hand to his face. I ran my index finger over to his cheek bone, his dimples now visible, and then to his lips. I couldn't even tell you what it is I was doing in that moment. A spell of sorts, had taken over my body. I felt him press into my finger. He placed a small kiss on it, and he moved his hands to the back of my neck. What happened next, I can't even began to explain. We leaned into each other, as if on instinct. His lips pressed gently on to mine. Nothing like the lust filled kisses forced on to me by Riden. It was sweet, passionate, and tender. He lightly sucked on my bottom lip, making me wrap my hands into his hair. I forgot in that moment I was married. I forgot about Riden's rules. I just focused on his every move. Every touch he made, sent me further, and further into a trance. His lips tasted lightly of cherry chapstick. His hands moved across me, leaving goosebumps in their path. But then a lightbulb kicked in. Riden. I pulled away, and sat up. I looked away from him, as I started to feel tears form into my eyes. He sighed and sat up as well. His hand was placed on mine.

"I can't Harry. I'm married to your brother." I told him. He sat up, and cupped my cheeks in his large hands. He had a look of hurt drowning in his eyes.

"Don't think about Riden. I know you have no feelings for him other than hate. He can't treat you the way you deserve to be treated. He can't hold you the way you deserve to be held. He can't kiss you the way you deserve to be kissed. So let me give that to you Annabeth." He said, his voice barely below a whisper. I bit my bottom lip, and looked off to the side. I wanted Harry to give me everything he had to offer. But I was still married, and Riden's warnings picked at my brain.

"I want you Harry, but..." I trailed off. Harry let out a sigh.

"But what my dearest Annie?" He asked me. I felt tears come to the rims of my eyes, and escape down my cheeks. I looked back up at him.

"I'm scared of your brother Harry. It's pathetic I know, but he scares the living hell out of me." I told him breaking down into sobs. He held me to his chest, as I sobbed into his shirt. I really was absolutely terrified of Riden. Even the thought of him finding out about our kiss, sent fear into me. He lifted my chin up, and made me face him.

"Annie he won't find out. I'll find a way so we can run away together. In the meantime it's our little secret. I won't let him hurt you, especially not because of me." He whispered. I nodded my head, and he lightly pecked my lips. He pulled me on to his lap, and I buried my face into his neck. We sat like that for awhile. A peaceful silence lingered in the room.

"Harry?" I asked, looking into his eyes. He gave me a smile, and kissed my forehead.

"Yes my love?" He responded. I gave him a shy smile, as I played with his fingers.

"Will you kiss me again?" I asked him, my voice reeking of desperation. Way to play it smooth Annabeth. His lips broke into a grin, his dimples shining. The way he looked at me, was the way every girl craved to be looked at by a man.

"With pleasure my dear." He told me, leaning down to my lips. He gently pressed his to mine, as his hands caressed the small of back. I wrapped mine in his hair, and he pressed harder on my lips. I felt his teeth nibble at my bottom lip, and his hands move down lower to my butt. I gasped, my mouth opening, and his tongue sliding into my mouth. I moaned into his mouth, and he smiled against my lips. He sent waves of ecstatic bolts threw my body, with his touch. His tongue fought with mine. I felt my body shift, so my legs were wrapped around his waist.

"Annie." He mumbled between kisses. I hummed in response. My body was on fire, his body being the match to my passion. Our passion. His lips left mine, and I looked at him confused, and he gave me a cheeky smile. He laid me down on the bed, my back touching the velvet. I let out a laugh as he nipped at my neck. He began sucking on the sensitive skin, making me moan.

"Harry." I gasped when his hand slid up my shirt, and onto the skin on my waist. He slowly started to work his way up, leaving me a moaning mess. He stopped at the wire of my bra. He looked up at me, asking for permission to continue. I gave him a shy nod, and he smiled. He pecked my lips, and then moved them back to my neck. I lifted my shirt above my head, my cheeks now burning. He likes lifted me up, and slipped off my bra. I felt myself shy away at the loss of clothing. He made me face him, as he ran his hand over my skin.

"Beautiful." He told me. I blushed as he moved his lips down to my breast. His warm tongue swarmed over the nipple, causing me to arch my back. His hand massaged the other one. I moaned his name, over and over again. I heard the door open, and my heart stopped. I looked up, and I saw a shocked Diana.

"I'm sorry." She said exiting the room. I quickly shuffled around for my clothing, my cheeks flushed. Holy shit. I don't think she'll tell Riden, but you never know. I put on my bra, and shirt. I gave Harry a look of fear. He sighed, and pulled me to him. He placed a light kiss on my temple. Then he took out a baggy shirt, and handed it to me.

"Get ready for bed. I'll go talk to her. Don't worry love, it will be fine." He told me, his voice still husky from our earlier actions. I nodded my head, and he placed another kiss on my lips. He left the room, and I got undressed. I put on the shirt, that went to the beginning of my knees. I got under the covers of his bed, and tried to block out all my negative thoughts. I focused on thoughts of Harry. How his everything fit so perfectly with my own. I sighed, and willed myself to sleep. What a day...

Notes

Sorry it's been so long lovelies... I'll update again soon... I've been really busy with school, and football. Let me know what you think girls... or boys... idk...

~JR

Comments

They have been reported by me and Allie Miller for stealing our stories... thank you all so much for you're support.... I've been writing on here for years now and I never thought this would happen to me... I'm going to start keeping an eye out for everyone's stories...

JasperRenee JasperRenee
1/6/19

This is becoming so common that it sickens me

BrightStorm BrightStorm
1/6/19

I am going to BREAK THEM

This is so disgusting. I’m sorry. Maybe message them and ask them to take it down? This is your work and plagiarism is a crime still

bubbles.s bubbles.s
1/6/19

I'm so sorry girly!!! And yeah I know at least two of them are stories from this site but unless the author reports them Wattpad won't do anything.

ontheedge ontheedge
1/6/19