Chapter 2 Fake Love

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Harry?! What is he doing here? He can't catch me in here, he hates me enough as it is. Niall panicked and pointed to the bathroom in his room. I nodded my head understanding what he was trying to tell me.

I ran to the bathroom and shut the door leaving a small crack so I could still see Niall. I saw him look over to make sure I was in the bathroom. Once he saw I was successfully hidden he opened the door. Before he could say anything Harry rudely marched in.

"Have you seen Kenna?" He asked Niall as if it was a chore to even say my name.

"No. Why do you care? You hate her and it's obvious." Niall said with anger in his tone. He stood there in front of Harry folding his arms across his chest waiting for an answer.

"I don't care. Father and mother are making me find her so I can escort her to dinner." He said taking a big sigh.

"Last I saw of her she was in the halls and it looked like she was crying. What did you do to her?" Niall asked him angrily. Harry just rolled his eyes.

"Of course she was. She has such a soft heart. It just goes to show just how weak she is. I didn't do anything I just told her the truth. Whatever I'll go find her myself. Your just as useless as she is." Harry hissed angrily before storming out of the room slamming the door.

Harry's words stung. He said having a soft heart makes me weak. As much as I wish I didn't want to let Harry's vicious words get to me, they did. He said I was useless. Maybe I was. I haven't accomplished anything since I've been here other then making Harry hate me for no reason.

"You can come out now." Niall said quietly. I walked out and he had a frown on his face.

"I'm sorry he said those things. Don't listen to him. He's-." He said trying to make me feel better before I interrupted him.

"A arrogant ass." I admitted making Niall chuckle lightly.

"Yes that." He agreed. "You better go. You fiancée is looking for you." Niall rolled his eyes and then looked down. Does he really think I want to be with Harry?

I walked closer to him and lifted his chin to look at me.

"Niall your the one I want to be with. Not Harry. You know that right?" I asked him searching his eyes for an answer. He smiled softly and put his hand on mine taking it off his face and holding it.

"Yes I know. I'll see you at dinner your majesty." He grinned playfully making me laugh.

"Of course sir Niall." I joked back before leaving and wandering the halls.

Even though Harry hates my guts I still felt guilty for kissing Niall while I'm going to be betrothed to Harry. Speaking of, as I was walking I saw Harry looking around until his eyes landed on me. I stopped where I was as he began furiously walking towards me. Oh god.

"Finally. There you are. I've been searching all over this bloody castle trying to find you. Where were you, I checked everywhere." He questioned suspiciously.

"Oh I w-was uh outside. Yes, I was outside exploring all the places we used to run around when we were children. Don't you remember?" I stuttered lying to him. He looked down at my shaky hand then back up at me squinting his eyes a little.

"Yes, I remember. You wouldn't leave me alone. You chased me all over. I suppose you always had a crush on me." He smirked. I scoffed in response.

"You think I had a crush on you?" I asked him amused by what he said. He hummed in response and nodded his head with that same smirk on his face. Cocky bastard.

"If I recall correctly you asked me to chase you. You also said how you couldn't wait to make me your wife one day." I fired back smirking like he was. His face dropped in shock. He didn't think I remembered him saying that, but I did. He closed his mouth and and glared at me. His mood always changes so quickly and I can never figure out why.

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