She hates him, absolutely despises him. He doesn't even know of her existence, but somehow fate decided to pair them together and now they're going to have to convince everyone they're engaged.
"So, flower girl, what do you say? Me and you?"
"Make y...
Fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth Late night devil, put your hands on me And never, never, never ever let go
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"I'm suing you for attempted murder" Harry mutters between big inhales and exhales.
I'm not necessarily a reckless driver but if somehow, we end up falling off a bridge and dying, I wouldn't mind taking one for the world and rid it of a nightmare in human form.
"You remind me of how much I hate rich people," I say with so much disgust.
We're on our way to a hotel where Harry is supposed to meet an important client and I have no idea how we're going to do this. We're in actual fucking handcuff all thanks to me.
"You remind me how much I hate people in general" he snaps back, I roll my eyes. He's pathetic.
I took off the roof of the car which made him even angrier, I don't think it's even possible to hate a person this much until I had to spend time with Harry.
"The thing is I don't give a shit what you think," I say without even looking at him, I know this will make him furious.
"You should, I'm Harry Styles" he bragged, I roll my eyes again, I look at him and he's smirking. What's up with him and smirking?
"You're a narcissistic asshole" I objected.
"For good reason, who wouldn't love themselves when they look like me?" he boasts again.
I ignore him, he's irritating.
I stop the car when I see the red light, and I can feel his eyes on me. I look everywhere but him, I don't get nervous, it's the other way, I make people nervous, I must admit though, I'm uncomfortable with his stare. It's complete silence, no one is talking.
As if we were talking, we were arguing the entire time.
To ease my discomfort a little I turn on the radio for music, his stare is literally burning into me right now, but I pay him no attention.
Suddenly, I'm being pulled to his side, he pulled me with the handcuffs, and now my face is so close to his I can feel his breath, his face holds a wide smirk, his eyes hold a playful look.
"Ah, I know what this is," he points at me and him, "Look, if you wanted me to fuck you, you could've asked nicely" he taunts.
What the fuck?
He clearly sees the confusion on my face, "Handcuffing us together, smart and quite effective. Does the trick, doesn't it?" he mocks me.
I pull back in that instant and just stare at him, is he that stupid? God, he's fucking dumb.
I stare as he smirks boldly at me, he's practically drowning in confidence and cockiness.
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