Denial

ch. 42

Harry's Pov.

Im not one to say much about the matter, because clearly I had no idea this was all going to occur at all. Just the fact that Scarlett had as much say in this as I had, only makes me feel pity for the life she lives. The emotions she unintentionally spilt to me that night in the garden, proved that she had a reason for the way she was and that she wasn't naturally such a bratty personality.

All of this, all of the pointless interviews and talks with the Queen are just plain rubbish, but I need this done for my father. I don't plan on hurting Scarlett, but I will do within my newfound power what I can with the Queen. It way almost fate that she had chosen me to be king along side her daughter, although I did put much thought into it at first but now I'm just letting it be.

"Enjoying our time together love?" I smirk down towards her small figure, whilst walking through the large outside garden. Elizabeth had ensured us and basically forced us to spend a bit more time than we normally do, not that I'm apposed but I'm sure Scarlett isn't too thrilled, due to the silence she's kept since we came out.

"Oh sure, having a swell time walking in silence with you. Pointless really" She mutters sarcastically. For some odd reason, her comment doesn't bother me, in fact I smile at how undeniable adorable she is when she gets upset. The way she lets her long dark hair cascade her petite face so gently, and how her perfectly shaped lips pout with a cute frown only adds to the feeling of comfort when she's this way with me.

"Don't hide the fact that your thrilled to be in my presence babe, just let it all out" I mimic with swift movements of my arms to emphasize my words, earning a roll of her eyes as she stops by the small pond holding two swans.

"I'm not one to hide much, don't flatter yourself Styles" She cocks as she then stands still facing me whilst crossing her hands across her chest. Her honey brown eyes shimmer with what seems like amusement and I know I've finally gotten to her witty self.

"I'd be much nicer if you'd flatter me, it's been a while don't you think love?" I hum, now inches away from her lips as she intently watches my own, almost afraid of my possible actions. The way her pants become heavier and the way she cautiously watches for my next move, provides me with satisfaction all on its own.

"Doesn't seem like a bad idea does it babe?" I smirk, speaking up once again seeing as that I've clearly left her speechless. I slowly caress her chin, to move her eyes up to look into my own, and it's as if her eyes are now filled with worry, but for what reason?

"Relieve your sexual needs elsewhere, I'm not up for that shit right now" She mutters, violently swatting my hand away from her smooth skin. I huff at the sudden change in her attitude and I'm overcome with confusion, she was about to give in.

"What's gotten up your arse and died?" I mutter back as I follow her figure down the pond as she's left me behind.

"Sorry" She sighs before finally stopping and turning towards me. The was she stops to close her eyes and rub her temples, entices me with curiosity. I can't stand to see her at her wits end this way over the situation at hand, yes I might just feel pity but I have a tendency to worry about people's well being.

"Penny for your thoughts?" I ask, stooping my head down to her level. She only shakes her head before swatting away at her hair that had ever so gently made its home across her face.

"Just- how can you be so calm and witty about all of this?I mean, I nearly get panic attacks just thinking of our new found duties and here you are confident as ever and may I say, nicer than you were before any of this even happened" She exclaims before her face is taken up with a new expression, terrifying me really because the last time she made this face was when she asked about the reality of my stay.

"It's pity, isn't it? I'm a party of pity raining on your parade aren't I? In Miami, the incident and everything that followed started this. You feel nothing but pity and that's why you've been so gently with me and almost walking on egg shells when it comes to my emotions." I'm about to intervene on her assumptions but I'm swiftly cut off, "But, I understand. I'm ruining the relationship between you and your girlfriend. I must admit, I don't like her one bit but that doesn't mean she deserves any of this, you have her at the end of the day so how about you go relieve yourself with her? Because I'm telling you now, I'm not the one" She stops, taking a large breath as if all she's said has left her with none. I give that she's observant, but I won't let her have the satisfaction of acting as if she new me this way, because she doesn't. Although, I do feel pity doesn't give her the right to accuse me of cheating on Kendall, I haven't even done anything to be put in that situation.

"Naive little one you are really" I say in a child like voice before poking at her nose. She scrunched up her nose with a look of annoyance, huffing before balling up her hands in fists at her sides. How cute.

"I don't 'walk' on egg shells around you Scarlett. You want me to prove it to you? Here it is sweetheart. I don't care for your emotions, like you said I was forced into this just as much as you were. True, I have Kendall but that doesn't mean I won't have my fun with all this misery you give off. Your not the only one, stop acting as if you were" The expression on her face is blank, her movements are none and it's as if she were a statue. The fists she once held at her sides, slowly unfolded, her face becoming clear of any wrinkles due to her constant frowning.

"Your right" Is all that comes out of her mouth in a monotone before she casually walks away, as if what I said hadn't had much impact on her at all. I frown at the lack of reaction and watch her petite figure disappear into the castle.

I had given up so much to be here, just to be thrown into something unexpected as this. I can't seem to fathom the fact that I don't seem to have any other attraction other than physical with Kendall, I mean she was all I thought about before Miami. She was the reason why I kept to myself around Scarlett, when I met her I instantly thought of all the dirty things I'd do to her and with her in order to get inside of her. Now, now it's all different, now it's like I try my hardest to stay away from Kendall as much as possible. There's instances where I want nothing else but to be with Scarlett, but then I don't want to fall into any sort of emotional relationship with her. I'm not good with serious relationships and Kendall understands that, I'm not so sure Scarlett will.

Scarlett's Pov.

I slowly make my way into the castle from the garden doors, exiting completely alone opposite as to the way I had minutes before entered. I can't seem to react much to anything at the moment due to the words Harry had so harshly spoken ringing through my mind, all my thoughts and memories mixed as if I'm officially at my wits end. With this, and with him.

"Regina, please bring a cup of tea up to my room. I'm feeling a bit oozy at the moment, and please tell Harry that if he needs to speak with me then it'd have to be at a later time" I force myself to speak over the chatter of the house maids towards Regina, who's now preparing my tea.

"Yes dear" She replies softly. I leave the kitchen and start to make my way back to my bedroom, it seems as if I'm locked up in this place and I'm only looking forwards to my reign because of the freedom that comes alone with it. Normal teenagers look forward to freedom at the age of 18, while I'm a grown woman waiting for my reign to signify freedom.

"Have you seen Harry?" Kendall's annoying vague tone asks behind me as I've already found my way in front of my bedroom.

"Garden" I mutter before entering and swiftly closing it behind me.

I stand against the door before slowly falling towards the ground. Her presence only haunts me, reminding me of how impossible my feelings towards Harry will ever be. Reminding me of how he's who she lays with at night, how he's the one she gets to fall asleep with, he's the one she can touch freely without worry, how she gets to feel his warm and intoxicatingly touch. She's the lucky one, she's not forcing him into any sort of relationship with her.

Maybe I should be more like her.