Denial

ch. 56

Song for this chapter:

Unsteady- X Ambassadors

(I recommend to listen on repeat whilst reading this chapter)

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My heart beat is all I hear. The dark and fast pants that escape my lips is all the vibration of senses that I seem to focus on.

My pacing becomes rapid by the second and I can feel everyone become a bit annoyed by my constant muttering and fidgetiness. Tears have been spilling like constant water works and my white top becoming a bit lanky from all of the dry tears.

"Scarlett, he'll be fine. Harry, he's gone through a lot and I've known him for as long as I can remember" Zayn's words of comfort do absolutely no change in my drowning in worry.

"This is all too much, I've found out more in the last couple of days than I have ever been told in my entire life. I was kept in the castle, left to fear the outside and then I was shoved into a chamber feet under a damn warehouse" I huff, looking at the surprised faces. I'm sure that I seem a bit out of it, and I am, but the mere thought of Harry dying is more than my own tarnished heart can handle. The boys hadn't wanted to take him to a hospital, claiming that this Niall lad was able to remove the bullet. "I've gone through enough pity to last in my next life time. Now, I know Harry is wounded and I demand to see him. It's been 3 days and I've called off the engagement and my reign on that throne. He's it for me, I want this done right but I can't do that if the one I love is hidden away from me"

It was true, I had seized to exist to be the next Queen. Of course, it's possible but it will only cause damage to the system, you see my mother will have to choose the next Queen in our bloodline. It might happen to be a distant cousin, niece, or goddaughter; Its all up to my mother.

Elizabeth, had disowned me in a way with accusations of insensitivity towards our people. Reality is, I can't keep living this way, Harry can't keep living this way. If I were to have kept my stance on that throne, after all that we've gone through, our fate would've been written and the ending would be enviable. Now, we can write our own fate, by our happiness.

Perrie is the only one to speak up, her silky blonde hair seems to angelically flow from her face as she approaches me. I've seemed to envy her beauty, even in the chamber below ground, she seemed to defeat the darkness whilst I seemed to fuel it.

"We understand. You might think that we feed you what you want to hear, but if your going to be around us, you've got to understand that we will always speak the truth with you. We aren't keeping you away from Harry because we want too, we need too. He's been in a coma ever since we hailed him into the van from the warehouse, and you know it Scarlett. He needs his space to recollect himself, in order to be completely yours again"

Completely yours again.

The music to my ears seemed to erupt when the thought of Kendall blurs it away. I was sure she was fine, Eleanor and Jade had reassured me. She was almost a month pregnant, and the thought of it being Harry's baby only brought me anguish.

"He, he was never mine" I mutter lowly, clicking my way towards a chair and slumping down into the palm of my hands.

"It was destiny Scarlett, you two were meant to be" Perrie's voice rings once more.