In Style || Harry Styles

XX

Oliveira -

Why am i even here?

I should be at Hady's house right now having pizza and stuffing my face with Whales cheese crackers. But no i am here in my principal's house waiting for some odd miracle to unfold itself in front of me.

"Here." he puts a glass of red wine on the clear glass dining room table.

"I can't.." i look at the tempting drink. I'm 18 not 21. "It's just one glass.. not the whole bottle..."He sits himself across from me. he slowly brings his own glass to his lips as the liquid leaves his mouth it leaves a nice soft stain in its wake.

I'm hesitant to drink from the glass.. but finally i give in..
The taste is sour then settles to a sweet aftertaste. I feel the room temperature liquid makes its way down my throat.

"Here... sign this." His voice proceeds to disturb my through process. "What is this??" My curiosity lays itself on the table.. "For our safety."

The purpose of this agreement is so that the following Mister Harry E. Styles and Miss Stephanie Leon Oliveira will not be required or requested to speak of their relationship to others. That includes family, friends ,etc must not be allowed to know of their relationship. Failure to do so will result in immediate consequence.

x________________________
Miss Stephanie Oliveira.
(August 26th 2016)

x________________________
Mister Harry E. Styles
(August 26th 2016)

I can't help but to feel slightly insulted. What makes him think i would say anything to any one? "You think i would say anything to someone?" My voice is low.

"It's a requirement. I've had slip ups in the past.. and it was nasty mess to sort out. So me and my lawyer sat down and made this."

Wait.. my dad constructed this?!

"Did my dad make this??" My voice now showing my worry. But all i succeed to do is get a laugh from him. No my personal lawyer. Your dad is my company's lawyer. "

thank you god.

QI quickly sign my name next to the bold 'X'. I feel like i just signed my death wish. All of the air that was temporarily gone has returned to my lungs thankfully. So what now? Are going to do something?? Are going to play charades just for the hell of it?

He's rather pleased with himself. when i don't understand why? "Now what?" I build the sudden courage to ask. he holds my face with one hand. "There is one other thing that you need to know about." I frown "one other thing?" Curiosity and fear wash over me.. what is this ' one other thing?' Is it bad or good or what the bloody hell is it. "Come with me." He grabs a hold of my skinny arm.

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We stop in front of a plain white door. There's nothing straight about this door. It looks identical to the 4 we passed. "Stephanie, i want you to listen to me carefully. behind this door is exactly what that agreement you just signed consists about." The paper just simply states that I'm not allowed say a thing about my 'relationship.' with Harry. "I want you to know that i will not force you to to do this understand?" Forced to do what? "Yes.." In his hand i see a shining silver key. Why is this room locked? I begin to worry, my heart beats like a drum in a fast beat rhythm. He slips the key into the lock...