Secretly Married to Harry Styles #fanfiction

Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6

lie

1. to make an untrue statement with intent to deceive

Today, I'm moving in Harry's place. I wrapped up my stuffs in a huge box hoping I get a big room in his abode. The only thing I like about this idea is that I won't be paying for my apartment any longer.

The gates opened wider to let my service in. Harry's place in LA wasn't a joke. He quiet had a sense of taste for resorts. It was even bigger in the inside. The pool could accommodate almost a hundred of people yet it was lonely when nobody's around.

"On the right's your room." He pointed out.

"Harry, I would need a bigger room." I suggested.

"What? You brought your whole apartment here?" He peeped at the truck outside.

"Well I'm living here for the rest of my life. What do you expect?" I raised a brow getting him to answer my rest.

"But the only biggest room left is the one next to mine." He made it sound like, 'no there's no room for you near me'.

"C'mon! It would be like I never even existed." I shrugged fighting for my right. "I bet your bathroom's bigger than this room."

"How about sleep in the den?" He sarcastically uttered.

"You're going to be on tour anyway! I'm going to be left in this big mansion!" I stomped my feet stubbornly.

"Fine!" He rolled his eyes. "You're getting the room next to mine!" It was obviously against his will but I don't care because marrying me means he has to deal with me in any circumstances.

"One last thing." I asked a favor.

"Can Ruffle live here?" I pouted.

"Ruffle?" I knew he was already annoyed as hell.

"Ruffle, my dog?" I pouted more.

"Gosh! For the love of dogs fine!" And he's finally gone crazy.

"Yay! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I hugged and shook him.

A few moments after arguing with him about my requests, my stuffs were slowly unloaded from the truck. I helped some men out and took care of the delicate ones. As soon as the truck left I had to deal with them alone.

I was unpacking my stuffs on the living room with some Pringles and a can of soda on my side. This will definitely take a long time.

"Y/N!" Harry called out from the stairs.

"What?" I faced up to look at his face.

"You gotta dress up after!" He screamed.

"Why?"

"We're going out today! We'll have a meal with the boys and Sophia and she wants you to be there!" He informed.

"Okay!" I continued opening some more boxes. "Harry!" I called again.

"What now?" Gosh! He is so hot-tempered!

"I need some help here!" I asked again.

"Ask someone else to help you!"

"I don't know where everybody went!" I stood up to peep up on the stairs.

"Geez Y/N what do you want?" He walked down with his tight pants and white shirt.

"Help me carry this suitcase. It contains my clothes." I crossed my arm on my chest.

"Girls!" He mumbled. "Okay which one?" He raised his eyebrow gazing at the multicolored suitcases.