Chapter 21

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Team Damon? Or Team Harry?

Harry back with Aditi

Adarry Stans Alert!

Styles and Sharma, back again.

Family troubles? Aditi won't be attending her own brother's wedding.

I scroll through my Instagram and see hundreds and hundreds of pictures and videos of Harry and I. It all starts at the club where videos of Harry singing with Kayla and me lap dancing for Damon are viral. Then comes me and Harry getting out of the Airport, us in India when I was riding the scooter, us on the yacht, on the docks.

And on these pictures, there are thousands of comments, most of which are hate calling me a slut for two timing with Damon and Harry.

I don't know why, but I just can't stop scrolling. It's making me angry 'cause even Rose had gotten dragged into this shit and this is not what I wanted for her. And then they brought in the family. How the hell do they know about the whole thing that has gone down at home.

I look at her, who's sleeping soundly on the bed beside me. It's only five in the evening and after a heavy lunch and a game of catch'n'catch, she's fell asleep.

Harry on the other hand has gone to the studio to meet his manager, to sign the paper he was talking about. He left at two and isn't home yet, though he did say that he'll be home soon.

For the past three long hours, I've just been on bed and been scrolling through social media and getting upset and let down with every single post.

I have also successfully been able to avoid all the calls and messages from my so-called family. But I did reply to Damon's and Zayn's messages.

Damon just wanted to know if I was okay and that he was flying back to the US since he no longer has a wedding shoot as there is no wedding taking place.

On the other hand, Zayn and his family were shocked too when the came to know that Aliya was back in Mumbai. Apparently, Aliya nor Angelina weren't home when they got back from Goa. After they enquired about me and Harry, Ayaan spilled the beans. Zayn said the Aditya was livid and furious at Dad for doing all this and not even telling them about what his plans were. He was also angry because he didn't want any sort of dramas at the wedding and drama just happens to become the shining star.

Anyways, Zayn isn't staying at my house anymore, he booked an Airbnb and is staying there with his parents and sisters.

Just then I hear the doorbell ring. I look over at Rose, who is still sound asleep. Slowly, I get off the bed and make my way downstairs. I walk over to the door and look at the security panel, to see who rang the doorbell.

As gasp escapes my lips as I look at the person I see on the small screen.

"What the fuck?" I curse loudly, not being able to believe my eyes.

"I can hear you, you know." Aditya speaks loudly and in an annoyed tone.

I roll my eyes and move to open the large, dark brown, wooden doors.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him, as I move to the side and let him enter. He's got a small cabin suitcase with him.

"I should be asking you that question!" He turns around and asks me in an accusatory tone.

I roll my eyes and close the door, "Don't you have a your wedding ceremonies to attend."

"Attend them without you?" He says.

I turn around and look at him who looks very on edge and stressed out.

"Why do you need me when you've got the other sister?" I say and he scoffs.

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