Forced Marriage

Chapter 4

Selena's POV

One Week Later

Today me and Harry are moving to our new house here in London. Fantastic, right? It took three days to find this perfect big house just for the both of us. I don't know why my father bought a house this big. It's beautiful, actually. It's modern styled house.

The floor is covered with creme colored tiles. Then it has 3 couches 2 small ones and 1 big ones. It has 6 rooms, 5 bathrooms, 3 living rooms and a big TV room. Dad bought the furniture for us so we don't have any problems.

Now we're on our way to our new house. The boys insisted to help us, even though they have many work to do. Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm now engaged to Harry Styles. He proposed to me last Tuesday when the boys and him slept in my house in the guest rooms.

When we are making some pancakes then after we ate he just kneeled his left foot and said "Selena I know we barely know each other and I know your being forced to marry me and me, forced to marry you so Selena Cowell will you be my beautiful wife?" Of course I said yes, because I know we're in the same situation and we both don't have a choice. Oh, and I had my first kiss, it's Harry. He kissed me when I answered him.

We arrived in our new house and Harry turned off the car. We both came out of the car and waited for the other car to arrive because our things are in there, well mine because Harry's things are here, most of, though. The car arrived about three to four minutes and the securities brought our luggage inside the house.

We start unpacking our things in the master's bedroom.

"Harry?" I asked because I don't see him anywhere.

"Yeah?" he answered from the wardrobe then came out.

"Yeah?" He repeated.

"Nothing. I thought you left me here alone or something."

"Well, I'm here. I would never leave my lovely fiancé." He while walking towards me with a smile on his face. His dimples are visible.

"Yeah, right." I said while opening my fourth luggage. Wow, I actually have a lot of clothes.

"It's true. I would never leave you. Even though we don't love each other, yet." he said and hugged me. Harry is a sweet fiancé, honestly. He always makes me feel loved. And when he says something nice and sweet to me I thought he's kidding but he's not. I thought he don't care but I'm wrong.

He let go of me and turned me around to face him. He stared straight into my eyes. I gave him a confused look.

"Selena? C-can I kiss you?" he asked while staring to my lips and back to my eyes.

"K-kiss? Uh, okay." I stuttered at his statement.

He cup my face with his hands and tuck my loose hair in the of my ear and leaning in. I could smell his minty breath and his lips slightly brushing mine. I leaned up because he's really tall and finally his lips touched mine for the second time.

Our lips moved in sync. He moved his hands on my waist and I moved mine around his neck. He brushed his tongue to my biotin asking for entrance. I let him in.

Our lips fits each other perectly.

I moved my other on Harry's hair.

"Hey, guys! I- oh." Louis randomly came in making us jump apart from the kiss.

"I, uh, I'm going to change." I said. Blood rushed through my cheeks.

What am I thinking? I can't just randomly kiss him. But he asked you and you accept it. Plus you liked it. My mind says to me. I didn't like the kiss. Do I?

Is it bad that I kinda like it?

Harry's POV

"I, uh, I'm going to change." Selena stuttered while she blushed red as a tomato.

I looked over at Louis who is looking at me with a teasing smirk.

I gave him a death glare.

"What?" I asked Louis annoyingly.

"Oh, nothing. You said last sunday that you hate her and she hates you either. Now you too are lip locking." Louis cocked his eyebrows.

"Yeah, I do but I got lost by her lips and her big brown eyes. They're just, I don't know. I think I-" I started to explain but Louis cut me off.

"Like her?"

Is it really that obvious that I kind of like her a bit. But believe it or not I really don't want to, now. Just, not yet.

"Oh, uh, I- I, uh-"

"Ha! I know when your stuttering your hiding the truth. And you don't know how to deny it. Don't you?"

"Yes, Louis. I kind of like her but I don't want to. I mean, not now, at least." I confess.

"Well, it's no big deal, though. it's just a kiss. Plus, you and Selena are engaged after all." He states seriously.

"Yeah, I know but it's just that what if she doesn't like me back? What if she hates me for kissing her? What if she—"

"Shush! Just stop the God damn 'What if's' for a minute and think about it. If she doesn't like it, why did she kissed back? Harry, there's a chance. And I really think she likes you back, I guess. But just don't stop talking to her ask her if she liked it or she hated it. That if she like's you or not. Trust me, Harry. All these days when we're with you and Selena. When you two talked to each other. When you two would cook together. And when you two play around together. I see something in Selena's eyes and it's happiness when she's with you. And I think she trusts you than last week, Harry. And Please don't let her down because she only trust the people that won't hurt her." He finished his explanation and pat my left shoulder lightly while stalking out of the room.

It took a while when Louis' words blend into me.

I see something in Selena's eyes and it's happiness when she's with you.

Does she really like me?

Is she tell happy when she's with me?

So many questions would come into my mind.

What gave I gotten myself into?