Abducted By Styles [IN RE-EDITING]

• T H I R T Y - F O U R •

SONG FOR THIS CHAPTER- LOVE ME LIKE YOU DO by ELLIE GOULDING (This song is my drug at the moment❤️)

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C A R O L I N E

My birthday was filled with lovely surprises; first from my friends, and then from Harry! After lunch, we literally spent half the day napping (and cuddling) under the old oak tree at Chars river. When we woke again, the sun was set low in the tinted pink sky. How can this day get any better?

"C'mon love, it's time we head back. Your parents might wonder where you are..." Harry sighs half asleep, folding up the blanket neatly as I reach down to pick up the basket.

"How about you? Won't they wonder where you are?" I question and Harry bites his lip lightly.

"I took a day off, the king thinks I'm with my sick, a hundred year old grandma." He chuckles hoarsely. I raise my eyebrow at the amusing lie he told my father.

I love this side of Harry- when he isn't always mad at the world. I feel bad for him about his parents... I feel his pain.

Right now, I feel orphaned as well.

The mother I once knew, stopped holding my hand when we crossed the street at five years old. She was too busy trying to raise me to become independent...but I guess that failed.

I was homeschooled, but when I saw the other girls and their mums together, I would cry fantasizing how it'd feel like. I never experience her love wholeheartedly.

The father I once knew, well, he isolated me from everything I loved. I wrote poetry, photography, and also kept a diary. He tore them all away from me, leaving me wanting to run off to a place I can be free...

Harry gives me a reason to live. He's my escape from royalty. I don't want to live up to expectations, I want to live and die the way I want! Is this too much to ask for?

Harry puts everything in the trunk and slams it shut, we both climb into the car at our usual spots. While he's driving, I take the silence as a chance to contemplate on my feelings and thoughts about my life.

"Harry, I need to talk to you about something." I blurt out while Harry has his eyes straight ahead on the road.

"Okay, tell me." He says, not even looking at me once. He has his thumbnail in between his teeth. He looks a bit nervous, the crinkles by his eyes growing deeper as he presses a bit harder on the accelerator.

I hesitate for a few seconds, because I know I don't have his full attention. He's too busy with the road in front of him. "Um, you remember a few days ago we talked about...the future?"

"Yeah, what about it?" Harry says absentmindedly, not even thinking about it.

"What about it? Harry, this is about our future!" I cry out, unable to contain myself.

Harry sighs. "I'm sorry, but I don't know what to do about your wedding."
He's never even looked me in the eye once yet.

There is a sad silence that can't be broken.

"You know what?" Harry shakes his head, talking quietly. "Maybe...this isn't such a good idea."

"What's not a good idea?" My heart feels as though it takes a plunge in tar even though nothing has been said yet.

"Us." As soon as Harry says this, tears start burning in my eyes. So it's really happening. This is all too good to be true. Who am I kidding...

True love never existed in the first place.