Roaring twenties [Harry Styles AU]

The poster.

"Come and dance with me Casandra", Bill asked politely," I know you want to dance. Now come one and follow me to the dance floor". He took my hand and pulled me close to him. I didn't feel uncomfortable, I was trying so hard to have a good time. This place and the people here, I just feel like I don't belong here. All my friends were here. But it didn't feel like I was with them. Eventhough I was sitting next to them half of the time. Everything feels like its frozen in time, it's like I can hear the clock ticking for the last time. And then it's like a silence follows. A silence that is pleasing but frightening. Bill was trying to ask something, but clearly I wasn't listening. He repeated and this time I could hear him.
"Casandra my dear, can you just act normal for once. Just for once." He pleaded.

"My friends are looking at you like you're a freak, and you are not a freak because you're my girlfriend." I faked a smile and appoligized for my behaviour. I looked at the directions of his friends who were staring at me. I blinked at them and they started to laugh. Bill pinched my bum, and his friends started to clap and cheer. I hated to be treated this way, but I know I have to accept it. Otherwise Bill would be mad at me. And he is the only thing I have, that makes my parents proud. I love him, I honestly do but he treats me like I'm nothing to him.

After Bill left to be with his friends I stood alone for a while. I didn't even notice 5 minutes past by. I grabbed my coat and left the bar to go outside for a while. I enjoyed it to get some fresh air. Bill isn't always mean to me, he is a real gentlemen when he isn't around his friends. His mother told me that Bill was looking for a little house for the both of us. The thought of being around him all the time made me feel save but at the same time it made me feel really uncomfortable.

I got dragged out of my thoughts when a little poster almost flew in my face. I turned the poster around to see what is has written on it.

"The ball of the year"
"Come and have a good time"
I noticed that it was in the neighbourhood where we don't go. Where we don't belong. At least that's what daddy told me. He claims that it is too dangerous. Because people know that we have a lot of money and could bring us in danger. I always believed him, but this poster looks so innocent, it doesn't look 'dangerous'. I started to wonder how this little poster could end up here in this neighbourhood. It must have travelled a lot or someone came here and hung them up. But why would the people there want to have people like us at their parties.

I felt someone ticking on my shoulder, and quickly it became two hands that moved from my shoulder onto my middle. It was Bill, obviously. He turned me around to face him. He put his hand above my bum and pulled me closer to him, he was about to kiss me. But I stopped him. Because I could smell the scent of alcohol. He was extremely drunk. How long have I been gone? I only meant to go outside for ten minutes.

"Beautiful, why don't you let me kiss you." He was almost whispering.

"You are drunk and you need to go home. One of your friends can take you home or I will." I hoped that he had friends left over who weren't drunk. Because I really didn't want to be with him with the state his at right now.

"Will, my girl thinks I'm drunk can you take me home, lad?" He asked and bursted out into laughter. I didn't want to be a part of this scene anymore so I quickly walked towards my little car. I didn't drink anything so I could easily drive.

I felt something sticking onto my shoe. I put my shoe off and saw that it was the little poster from earlier. I folded it and put it into my little bag. As I started the car I thought about how terrible I feel to leave Bill behind like this. But for this one time I will think about myself instead of him like always. I know that Will will bring him home safely.

***
After 5 minutes I arrived at home. I was so tired, staying up untill the sun light breaks through isn't really my kind of thing. I quickly opened the door and went to my bedroom. I didn't bother to take my dress off, I just layed down and fell immediately fell asleep.

***

I was still sleeping untill I heard someone knocking on my bedroom door. Hoping that it was daddy, I got dissappointed really quick when I saw it was aunt Georgina.

"Goodmorning, darling. Come on, get up quick so I can give you a big kiss and a hug." She said enthuasticly.

"Auntie Georgina, I'm so glad to see you again." I lied. I wanted her to get out of my room so I could get ready. The quickest way to do that was to walk towards her and hug her. I did, and it felt weird, she was here for a reason I reckon. She pulled away from the hug and softly squeezed my cheek. She looked sad but at the same time she looked like she was happy to see me.

"My brother and your mother are off to a meeting in New York. They wanted me to tell you this." She calmy said, while waiting untill I started to get ready. "The reason why I'm here is because they won't come home for a while and they asked me if I could spend some time with you to keep an eye on you."She looked shocked.
"And of course because I love my little Cassie." I hated it when my family called me like that. The words she just said to me I didn't really listen to repeated a few times in my head. I was sad, really sad. They didn't even bother to say goodbye to me. What kind of parents do I have?

I tried to look like I didn't care. "Well, that's good for them right?" I faked a smiled.

"But who cares? Darling, you are going to move in with Bill really quick. I could help you to pack all your moving boxes. " She said and let out a little queek from excitement. I was annoyed to hear all of this. I was just not ready to live together with Bill. She waited for me to say something. I brushed my hair and saw her looking at me through the mirror.

"We still need to talk about it properly, there is no decision made yet. And if we won't move in with eachother, then let it be. Please, maybe I need some time first. I am so young. I don't want to get kids already. You know I want to go to law school. And don't say that's impossible, because nothing is." I breathed out. She clearly didn't expect an answer like this. She really thought I would love to move in with Bill.

Suddenly her expression changed. It went from excitement to anger.
She began to scream: "You do know that no one will be a better husband than he will be. He is the most gentle and sweet man you will ever get." She looked so offended. I forgot the fact that I should respect what she is saying. She is my aunt, my family I should respect her. But it is so hard. You can't force love. If I don't want to live with him then why do I have to?

Oh wait, of course I know the answer. He is rich and I live in a world where your parents chose who your partner will be. I didn't even notice her leaving my room. My parents are important to me. But this is my life, I can make my own choices. It's normal to many young women of my age, that their parents choose everyting for them. And it actually should be normal to me, but it isn't. And for once I will make my own choices. And the first one I will be making is about which party I will attend to night.