It was quick; there was no doubt about it. Everything from the engagement to our first time together... it all happened so fast, but there is no doubt or regret in my mind. I loved Harry; Harry loved me. That's all that mattered. Sure, NORMALLY, people don't get engaged after dating for 11 months. NORMALLY, people who make promises to save themselves for marriage actually wait until they are married. But, nothing about Harry and I was normal. Both of us new that we were meant for each other, so why wait? Why let society hold us back? Why wait until society says we've been together long enough to get married? Why wait until society says I've kept my promise to be intimate with the man I will love forever? That's not anybody's choice but ours.
These were the things that were running through my mind as I listened to the raging screams of my dad on the other end of the phone. They weren't happy. They loved Harry, of course, but they didn't like how fast we got engaged; furthermore, they didn't like that they read it in the tabloids versus me telling them. Not that I really had an option. I mean, H and I were pretty busy in bed when the reporters from earlier that day had put the pictures and videos Harry's "outburst" online, and when Harry and I were in the middle of some VERY passionate celebration and my phone rang, I immediately knew who it was.
"ARE YOU PREGNANT?" Those were the first words I heard when I answered the phone call from my infuriated father. "No dad, I'm not pregnant, but I am madly in love." "WELL WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU CALL ME AND TELL ME YOURSELF? WHY DID I HAVE TO FIND OUT FROM TABLOIDS?" He screamed. "Well Dad, I was going to tell you but Harry and I got caught up in celebrating our engagement. Sorry I wanted to spend time with my fiancé before we announced it. I can't help that my life is in the media now!" It came out a lot more sassy than intended but he needed to know. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN YOU WERE BUSY? YOU ARE STILL DOING WHAT YOU MOTHER ASKED OF YOU RIGHT?" "Yes Dad, I did save myself for the man I'm marrying... not that THAT is any of your business." "ADALYNN ROSE, I AM SO DISAPPOINTED IN YOU! YOU BROKE YOUR PROMISE TO YOUR MOTHER AND SHE IS PROBABLY ROLLING OVER IN HER GRAVE RIGHT NOW. DON'T EVEN BOTHER SENDING AN YOUR BROTHERS AND I AN INVITATION TO THE WEDDING, WE WON'T BE ATTENDING!" And with that, the line went dead.
Tears stung my eyes; I immediately tried to call back but I was sent straight to voicemail. I tried ringing and texting my father and my brothers, but nothing came of it. It was like my family had disowned me. I couldn't understand it. I went from being the happiest girl in the world to the saddest. I felt like I had no one, but then I felt a hand graze my bare back. Immediately, I fell into Harry's arm and began to sob. "Shh shh, it will be ok pretty girl, I promise. Everything will be ok. I'm here for you." Those words meant everything. It's like all my sadness went away. I had the man of my dreams comforting me, in his arms. How could anyone be sad after that? To know that I had someone, who I fell in love with not even a year ago, by my side for the rest of my life made everything better. Knowing that I had H when things got hard, was comforting; knowing that he was going to be there for me forever, was comforting; knowing that he was going to be there for me when my family wasn't, was comforting. Family is forever though; my dad and brothers would come around soon. Or so I thought.
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Broken Promises
FanfictionThis is the story of Adalynn Rose who made a promise to her late mother to save herself for marriage; in the same, Adalynn has a serious relationship with Harry Styles, a tall, mysteriously sexy boy with curly hair and a cheeky smile. The temptati...