A Harry Styles AU where the daughter of a gang leader is expected to marry another gang leader's son and produce an heir in order to seal an alliance between the two gangs.
DISCLAIMER: ONLY READ IF YOU ARE 18 YEARS OR OLDER - NO EXCEPTIONS!
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(a/n: It's finally here!! I'm so sorry it's taken so long to update, but life has been throwing things at me one after the other. I hope I can get the third chapter out much quicker! But for now, I hope you enjoy this and please leave votes and comments! Reminder that this book is for readers age 18 and older, thank you!)
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Addison's POV
I had just spent the last 5 minutes cracking up just because Harry was so unserious.
How could he think he knew anything about marriage if he had never even been in a real relationship before? I guess the only reference he had for it was by watching his parents as he grew up. Maybe his high expectations came from watching how his father treated his mother?
I couldn't say the same for myself because my father was hardly ever home when I was younger. He was always working or on business trips. My experience came from dating even though my father forbade it for my entire adolescence.
I cleared my throat when I noticed Harry still wasn't laughing along with me, his eyes narrowed on my face as he peered down at me. His height was somewhat intimidating but I'll admit that I kind of liked it.
He stood in front of me, leaning his hand against my dresser and pinching his bottom lip between his thumb and forefinger before speaking. "Well if you're done laughing at me, I'd like to say something." He grunted.
Trying my best not to burst into laughter again, I nodded my head and exhaled slowly, trying to keep my breaths even. "Okay, and what's that?"
He took a step closer to me and licked his lips. "Kissing you wouldn't be a chore for me, you know. I've always thought you were hot."
I felt myself growing shy, just like before when he said he would 'gladly have me.' I hated that I was liking the attention. I had to admit that he was boosting my confidence a little bit, but I didn't want to give in to him too easily. "I mean, I think you're attractive too, Harry. But we really don't know each other all that well."
"Let's get to know each other then," he rasped, his eyes hooded as he stepped even closer to me and leaned in, his lips almost touching mine.
I placed my hand on his chest, gently pushing him away. "Harry, I just smoked a cigarette."
"So?" His eyebrows pinched together. "So did I."
"Let's just...I don't know." I sighed. I wasn't uncomfortable, more so nervous. Even though Harry had never had a relationship with a woman, it didn't mean he didn't know what he was doing in the physical department. I'd heard he was basically a sex god.
Harry placed his hand on my shoulder and tipped my chin up with his finger, his green eyes piercing through me. "Tell you what. I'll have Jean make whatever you want for dinner, and then afterwards we can watch a movie. Maybe we could try again then?"
