Annabeth Styles POV.

After I went shopping with Riden he dropped me off at the house, and left for work. I immediately went up to Harry's room. A shiver went up my spine as I stopped at his door. I raised my fist the cherry chestnut door, and tried to gain the courage to knock. I took an agonizing deep breath in, and felt arms snake around my waist. I jumped and let out a small squeal. I looked down, and recognized the rings on the hand that held me to be Harry's. I slightly relaxed, and leaned into his chest.

"You scared me." I told him, and he let out a small laugh. He opened his door, and led me to his bed. He laid down, and pulled me to his chest. I could feel how content he was, as he held me close to him. Then he moved his lips down to my neck, and playfully started to nibble at the skin. My hand grabbed the back of his neck, and I gasped making him smile against me.

"Harry I need to tell you something important." I told him, and he hummed against me neck.

"Go ahead." He mumbled, and then went back to sucking and nipping at my skin. His teeth glazed over my sweet spot, and my hip jerked up, but was caught firmly by his hand.

"Harry it's important." I emphasized, and he let out a sigh. He brought his head up so he was facing me. He had a small smile playing on his lips, and his green eyes shimmered with admiration. He looked perfect, and my whole being hated to kill his happiness.

"Harry, Riden says in the next year he wants me to be pregnant with his child, if not sooner. How am I meant to be with you if your brother is the father of my children Harry? It's wrong Harry, there's no morality to it and..." I felt I finger being placed on my lip. He was still staring into my eyes, but this time he seemed stern. His forehead was slightly creased as he went into his mind to pick apart words to say to me.

"I won't allow you to have his children." Harry told me. There was no worry in his voice. He honestly believed there was something either of us could do to stop this.

"Harry he's my husband what choice do I have?" I asked him desperately. He sat up, now seeming angry with me. His green eyes reminded me slightly of Riden's when anger was in them. I couldn't help but to shrink back.

"What choice do you have Annabeth?!" He yelled at me. I jumped not expecting his booming voice. He shook his head at me and let out a sad laugh.

"If I..." His voice broke off, sending daggers into me. "If I don't mean enough to you that you can't see a choice then the door is there Annabeth. All you've done is push me away, and now you're going to come up here and tell me you don't have a choice. You didn't even stop to think there may be another way, you just assumed..." Harry had now gotten up, and was placing his room. I stayed on the bed, unsure of what to do with myself. I had never seen him like this.

"What can I expect though right? Your a grown woman and you didn't think you had a choice in a forced marriage. Your so naive sometimes Annabeth. You're the light in my eyes you are, but you just need to think. Stand up for yourself." He told me, and I felt anger go through me. Who is he to tell me what I've been able to do? I thought he understood what this was like.

"Like you've stood up for yourself! You couldn't even stand up for me last night! Your right Harry I can't, I'm too scared, but what about last night when I was scared and you didn't do a Goddamn thing about it! Who are you to judge me?!" I yelled back at him feeling tears starting to overflow from my eyes. He stopped his pacing and looked at me.

"I'm fighting for you right now Annabeth. I'm going to give you two options. You tell Riden you're not ready to have his children, or you forget about me." He told me very bluntly. I sat on the bed feeling helpless. My hands became interesting to me. All the little creases, and my perfectly painted nails. The faint color of blue that told me I was still alive. Blood still pumped through my veins. I touched Harry with these hands, and when commanded to do so, I touched his brother with these hands. These two men that made up my life were the same flesh and blood. They had the same green eyes that looked right through your soul, and seemed to know your secrets. I touched both of them with these godforsaken hands.

"I'm a bad person Harry. Your right I'm a grown woman, and even though he's a dick, I married him. When they asked me at the altar if I wanted to spend my life by Riden's side, I said yes. I always felt obligated to do so, I never realized I'm not a little girl who must do as she's told. Still, when Riden tells me to do something I don't object. I never stand up for myself, but that's not where I went wrong. I went wrong when I looked at you the way I'm meant to look at him. Yes I made the mistake to not say no at that alter, and I have to live with that for the rest of my life. What I'm doing now isn't fair to you, and I'm sorry." I told him very solemnly. I could still feel tears stained on my cheeks, but no new ones were made.

"Annabeth you don't have to live with him for the rest of your life." His voice sounded so desperate. He ran over to where I was kneeling in front of me. He grabbed my hands, the same hands that had done him such injustice.

"Annie this is our chance to be us. All I'm asking is that you try to convince him to propone this until I can find a way for us to leave this hell." He told me trying to get me to look at him. When I finally raised my head to meet his eyes. They asked me a million questions I had no answer for. I placed a poisonous hand on his cheek.

"So go to California Harry. You'd love it there. Meet a nice woman with a voice. One who can do something as simple as placing a hand on your cheek, without leaving dirt on it from the wrong she has done. Harry I married him. This was something that I did. He's your brother, and I can't care for you the way I promised under an oath to care for him." I told him. He looked down for a second, but immediately looked back up at me. His eyes were glazed over with tears. A small sob left his throat. I felt him pull my body off of the bed, and place me on his lap.

"But I need you Annie. I don't want to leave without you." He whispered, and I could hear the pain etched in his voice. I hummed at his comment, and tucked a lock of his long hair behind his ear. His face leaned into my hand, placing a small kiss on it.

"Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged. Give me my sin again." I quoted a line from Romeo and Juliet which seemed to confuse him. I then gently grabbed his cheeks, and placed a soft kiss on his lips. When I pulled away his eyes seemed pure again. All the anger and pain had died out. This is the way I found these eyes, and this is the way I'll leave them. I moved my lips to his ear.

"You're a good man Harry, you don't need me. The stars have already written out my fate, they haven't written yours. Go to California Harry. Found out what the world holds for you. Only come back if you find nothing there. Do you understand me Harry?" I asked him in a hushed tone. He gave me a small nod.

"I will come back for you." He told me, seeming very certain if his future actions. I sighed and began to run my hands through his hair again.

"Don't go with a closed mind Harry, it defeats the purpose of your leaving." I told him. I placed one last kiss on his lips. He grabbed my hands again, but this time his were shaking uncontrollably. I got up, and felt him fighting to keep me by his side. He pulled at my hand and let out pleads, but I pushed him away. Finally, I got to the door. I lifted my hand to the knob. No arms would creep behind me this time. So I forced my sinful hand to the knob, and walked out of Harry Styles life.

Notes

Intense chapter yes? Let me know what you think about everything that just happened. Do you think Annabeth was right to tell Harry to leave without her? I love all of your comments, and appreciate them dearly.

All the Love,

~JR