Princess of England (Harry Styles)

Chapter 8

*** A Couple Months Later ***

"I'll see you later." Harry whispered after kissing me. I smiled and went inside.

"Who was that?" Mum asked. She stood in the hall with her very expensive silk robe on. Her arms were crossed over her chest and her foot was tapping. She was pissed.

"A friend." I said and tried going past her. She moved, blocking me.

"You kiss your friends?" She questioned. I didn't answer and tried going past her again. "Answer me!" She yelled.

"Why do you care?!" I screamed. "All you care about is your image. You don't care about me!"

"Who. Was. That. Boy?" She asked getting furious with me.

"It wasn't Callum." I said crossing my arms.

"It should be!"

"We'll it's not." I walked past her but she grabbed my arm.

"You will not see whoever that is anymore. You're going to be married in a matter of weeks."

"You can't tell me what to do."

"You will not see that boy." She repeated, this time it was slower.

"I'm not stupid. I heard you- it's just not going to happen."

"I cannot and will not have a whore in my house." I watched her and then her face softened a bit. "Isabelle," I pushed her off me and ran out the door. I grabbed my bike and began towards my destination.

Tears rapidly fell from my eyes as I rode my bike. I was riding as fast as I could. A cat was casually walking and stopped in my path. I hit the brakes and flew of my bike. Great idea to wear a dress. I looked down at my knees and they were bloody, along with my arm.

"Isabelle!" My mother called. I quickly got up, ignoring the pain. When I got to the house I jumped of my bike.

"Belle?" Liam asked. I looked and he was walking towards his car. His smile faded as his eyes landed on my knees. I cried as Liam ran to me. "Shhh." He said. "Lets get you inside." He whispered. It hurt so bad walking up the steps. The house was pretty loud for it being eleven forty at night. "HARRY!!" Liam yelled.

Harry yelled at Zayn and then he appeared from the hall. He completely stopped and looked at me. I was probably a mess, but I didn't care. I ran to Harry and wrapped my arms around him. I cried into his chest.

"Shhhh," he whispered as he gently rubbed my back, comfortingly. "Lets get you cleaned up." He whispered. He bent down some and placed his hands under my thighs. Harry lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his torso.

"Liam can you get the first aid kit?" Harry began walking up the steps. He kicked a door open. "I'm going to set you down, okay?" I didn't answer. "Babe?"

"Okay." I said, my voice coming out barely over a whisper. He gently set me down. I was sitting on top of the bathroom counter. Harry pushed my hair from my face.

"What happened?" He whispered.

"The bitch, I'm supposed to call mum happened." I wiped my eyes.

"Belle!!" Louis yelled. I looked up and his face became sad. He looked at Harry then to me. "What's wrong?"

"Lou, can you just give her some time, please?" Harry asked. Louis nodded and went away. Liam ran in the bathroom with the first aid kit.

"Niall hid it in the food cupboard." He said out of breath. Harry took it from him and set it down by me. He cleaned my knees from the dry blood. He grabbed some cleaning stuff. Harry looked up at me and then gently put his hand on my thigh,