Forced to be Mrs. Styles

~Chapter 8~

Tomorrow we graduate and I'm not sure that I'm ready to walk that stage and take the next steps in our lives. Most of the time the next step is college and then love but for me this worked out differently. I wouldn't change the way things turned out but I know one things for sure, I never imagined myself married before I knew what I wanted to be when I grew up. Harry and I lay together today as I'm having a hard time finding the motivation to go to rehearsal.

They tell us where to stand and we do as we're told but I can't help but feel like this is a forced happy feeling. Callie has been acting weird but I dub it to starting college in the fall. She's planning on moving a few states away to go to college and figure herself out. I got accepted to a few different colleges but none of them Harry and I got into together. It worries me that we can't be together but he says he's not sure that college is even for him. I'm not surprised but we have the summer to decide what's going to happen.

His mother and father are sitting in the audience waiting for the ceremony to start. His mom is looking at us as we file in and I'm not sure what her face is reading. This is supposed to be a proud moment in her life where her boy graduates and then does what young boys do. He's already tied down and it's hard to imagine that this is what she wanted. As soon as the ceremony is over his parents go home and I go to the cemetery to see my family.

I find myself sitting at their graves just staring off in the distance unsure what to say. I just look on and cry knowing that I'm not supposed to be married and in love with an amazing man already. I'm supposed to have the mistake of my lifetime before this happens. I'm lost in thought as it grows dark and the lights of their security cart come rolling my way. He stops me just as I'm about to head to my car.

"Everything all right out here?"

"Yes, I was just visiting my parents and my brother. I'm heading out now."

"I'm sorry to hear of your loss. Drive safe." He says and drives off.

I want to curl up next to Harry and cry as we approach our first anniversary. I find myself lucky to have him and the friends that I do have. I also find myself lost in thought as I open the door wondering what Harry's doing. Callie's car was in the driveway and it was still warm so she mustn't have gotten here that long ago.

I hear a door close and I figured Harry was wondering around the house like he does but then I hear another voice. I hadn't seen Callie yet but I knew that was her car. Maybe she brought Axel with her, but I make no sounds as I head up the stairs. The closer I get to our room the louder the noises are becoming. I stand there on the other side of our door knowing he's in there with someone. I go back to the spare room and open the door to find it empty and once again I'm back to that place where I decide what to do.

A sudden banging noise is coming from our room and I know that sound. I don't wait this time I want to know the truth of what's happening. Swinging the door open they both jump as her sounds fill my ears my eyes are searching the room. He covers them up and I know this is when things are going to change. I slam the door closed knowing he's not getting out of this house alive. I dial Ace but he's busy and then Axel calls.

"You all right?"

"Harry's going to need a place to stay." I say to him now trying to calm the storm that's coming.

"Again?" He asks.

"Yes, but it's going to be a long time."

"I'm not sure that I have room here." He says and I decide that he's going to his mothers. They can deal with him there.

"Thanks anyway, I'll call his mom."

I hear two sets of feet coming my way and I'm on the phone with his mother. I don't give her the details but she knows he's coming. I have anger racing through me but as of now there are no tears, they will come later when I'm alone.