Arranged

ch. 2

"Just follow us." Jim says as he starts walking through the crowd of people.

I do as I am told and follow them.  We exit the ballroom and walk down a hallway.  Jim stops and opens a door which leads us into a huge study (office).

"Take a seat Abella." My father says pointing at a couch.

I quickly take a seat and look up at my parents who have serious looks on their faces.  

What in the world is going on.

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"Honey, tell her." My mom says looking at my dad.

"Ok.  Abella you know that we love you and want the best for you, right?" My dad questions.

I nod.

"2 years ago,  I made a really bad buisness deal.  Because of that deal our family was broke." My dad says trying to avoid eye contact with me.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I question looking at my mom.

"We didn't want to worry you."  My mother replies walking over to me and sitting down.

I look at my dad guesturing for him to continue.

"If we didn't get money soon we would have lost everything.  Mr. Styles made a deal with us.  The deal was, that he would pay for everything we needed until we were finacely stable if you did something in return.  We set up an arranged marriage for you to marry their son." My dad says with a sad look on his face.

"Ww-what." was all I could make out.

"Please tell me this is a joke." I begged.

My mom and dad shook their head.

"What's gonna happen to me?" I asked nervously.

"Because we don't want to draw attenetion to this situation you will start dating my son when you turn 18, and you guys will date for a year.  When you are 19 you will get married and I will also give my buisness to my son.  The reason I want you to date my son is because he has a horrible reputation and if he doesn't get rid of it, the company will fail when I give it to him cause no one will trust him.  So it's your job to fix his reputation.  You guys will be able to divorce when your father pays back the money he owes." Jim says.

Before I knew it tears were slidding down my cheeks.  

"I hate you. I fucking hate you" I scream at my dad.

"Abella show some respect." My mother demands.

I stand up and knock off the lamp that was sitting on the table.

"ABELLA STOP!" my mother yells.

"WHAT ABOUT COLLEGE?  WHAT IF I AM IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE ELSE? BUT WHO CARES.  NO ONE CARES I'M JUST PART OF A BUINESS DEAL!" I scream.

I was a crying and screaming mess.  I didn't care though.

I ran out as fast as I can but as soon as I did 2 large men picked me up and took me back into the room. 

"If you do not cooperate with us, not only will your dad go to jail but so will your mom." Jim says sternly.

All I did was cry and scream.   I didn't care about anyone except Niall.  I knew I loved Niall and nothing will take that away from me!

"Abella, honey.  Please calm down.  Just sign the contract and you can go."  My mother says.

"What does the contact state?" I ask.

" When you come of the age of 18 you will start dating my son.  With that you will go to events with him and go on trips with him.  You can not break up with him or cheat on him.  You also can not talk bad about him to the public. You can only tell your family about this deal. You will date him until you turn 19 then you will get married.  After you are married you will live with him.  You will stay married until I choose to end the contract or your family can pay back the money.  If you break the contract your father and mother will go to jail."  Jim says holding out a pen

"One condition, I get to tell Caroline and Niall." I say not backing down.

Jim looks at everyone and thinks for a couple minutes.

"No,  we can't trust anyone.  If you still want them in your life you can not tell them." Jim satates

"Fine." I say defeated.

Tears slide down my face once again as I sign the contract.  My freedom will be gone in a week.

"A week from now you will leave to go on a trip to the hamptons with my son." Jim says

"Who is he? Your son." I ask showing no emotion.

"Let me call security, they will bring him in." Jim says as he walks over to his desk picking up a phone.

"Can you bring Harry in please?" He says into the phone.

Within minutes the door opens to reveal my future husband.

I look up and see the same curly haired kid from the garden.

"No fucking way." Is all I hear him say.