Forced Marriage

Chapter 29

Selena's POV

"Selena? Babe, wake up. You need to eat." Harry said shaking me a bit.

I groaned and turned around.

"Selena, if you don't get up I'll kiss you hard, that you can't breath." Harry threatened.

I groaned and opened my eyes. I turned around to face him. "What time is it?" My voice hoarse from sleep.

"It's 12:50, love."

I sat up and stretched. I push the duvet on the side and swung my knees over the bed. I tried to get up but when in was standing up straight, I lost my balance. Harry caught me by placing his hands around my waist. I look up at his green irises.

"Thanks." I breathed, smiling at him.

"No problem, Sel." He said helping stand up straight. "So, you can't walk?"

"Yeah." I responded as in placed my around his waist. "Could you please help me go to my suite?"

"Of course. But not until you eat." Harry said while we walk out of the room.

"Fine." I huffed. Harry chuckled and kissed my cheek.

Harry helped me sat down on the chair before grabbing two bottle of apple juice from the fridge. He hand me one before sitting down on seat.

"Are you still sore?"  Harry asked taking a bite of his pasta.

"Just Quite. But if I will practice or something, I won't lose my balance." I explained, twisting the pasta with my fork.

He nodded. "Jillian texted you earlier, she said she packed your things for  you since, well, you're not feeling well."

I nodded and kept eating. My Father will be mad at me if he will know something about this. He will literally kill me. I'll just tell Harry to keep it as a secret. I crossed my legs as I took a bite of my pasta.

"Do you want some advil for your hangover?" Harry asked, concerned.

"No. I'm fine. I don't have hangover anymore because of the sleep. Thanks for asking." I responded, smiling at him.

"Are you mad at me?" Harry asked looking deeply into my eyes.

I furrowed my eyebrows at him.

Why would I be mad?

"Why would I be mad at you? You didn't do anything."

"I thought you're mad at me because— I stole your virginity." Harry explained, looking at me with an apologetic eyes.

"I'm not mad, Harry. To be honest, I'm just sorta upset." I blurt out as I take a sip of my apple juice that Harry gave me.

"I'm really so—"

"Stop apologizing when you didn't do the thing you didn't mean to. Besides, we're both drunk and wasted." I stated placing my hand in top of his.

"Okay. So, we're good?" Harry asked, smiling at me.

"We're always good." I smiled at him.

As we ate our pasta we talked about how the marriage could be. He said he wanted the flowers to be Roses with ferns for me. We're still figuring what the theme we like, though. Harry said he wanted his suit to rather be black or grey. He said he will look at the suits that will suit him. I, on the other hand will see my wedding gown this Wednesday. Ill get it with Jace.

I can't wait to see Jace. He's like my gay brother, you know. Since Edward is always in Texas, Jace always go to our house and will talk to about something. He would always say that he saw a cute boy in a grocery or mall.