A Twist in Fate (A Harry Styles Arranged Marriage love story)

Chapter Five <3

          (Arianna’s POV) I strutted out of Harry’s bedroom, slamming the door. He just doesn’t understand, he knew about this his whole life. Me? I just got told this afternoon that I’m going to be forced into marrying one of the most famous teenage boys in the world, at the young age of 18! I seriously feel like dying. I feel as if my world has come crashing down and all my dreams are broken. As I made my way into the lounge, I saw Bay sitting on the couch flipping through a magazine. She slowly looked up and jumped up like a spider monkey, almost tackling me to the ground. “Ok, so tell me why I was never told about this wedding!” She said freaking out. “I told you, I had no freakin idea about it either, until my mum drug me to Nando’s earlier.” “What do you mean? You didn’t know you were engaged to Harry Styles?” She asked, raising an eyebrow. “I’m just going to sum this afternoon up for you okay?” I say taking a deep breath. “Yeah, please do, because I am beyond confused at this point.” She says as she pulls out the recliner. “Ok, so this morning my mum woke me up and told me we were meeting some old friends of hers for lunch. So after I got ready, we headed off for Nando’s. When we got there I saw Harry outside of his car holding a bunch of roses. I tried to convince my mum to let us leave and eat somewhere else but she continued to park next to him. When I got out and went to walk around the car, my mum blocked me in. I suddenly felt warm breath beat against my neck as the person whispered “Hey wifey.” I shivered and jumped forward, out of the persons grip. I turned around, not thinking and kneed them in the balls. After that I sharply slapped them across the face.

             “OMG Ari!” Bay screams covering her mouth with her hand. “Hey, he deserved it… but anyways when I turned around I saw Harry Styles standing there looking gobsmacked, his face beet red. Suddenly he collapsed onto his knees in the middle of the parking lot whimpering like a little girl. “Aren’t you worried about scuffing up those $500 skinny jeans?” I said before rolling my eyes at him. “No, I’m more worried that we’ll never be able to have children!” He said before letting out another whimper. “WHAT!” Bay screams. “Yeah, I was completely gobsmacked… I couldn’t believe what the f*ck was happening… Then I started freaking out at my mum I screamed “Mum! What the f*ck is he talking about? Why aren’t you freaked the f*ck out!” Before my mum could say anything Harry started to speak. “Arianna, calm down!” “How in the bloody hell do you know my name? Mum let’s leave, he’s a stalker! Why aren’t you freaked out? He just said I was his wife and something about us having kids together like what the f*ck!” My mum didn’t even answer me. She just walked over to Harry. “Harry, sweetie. Are you okay? “Your mum knew Harry! What the hell?” “Yeah, it’s weird... I know. Then my mum awkwardly screamed “Ann get over here, I don’t think we’ll be able to have any grandkids” “No one told her about the marriage? Am I the only one that knew?” Harry asked turning back to his mum and dad. “What marriage? Mum what the f*ck is he talking about?” I said looking at my mum and Ann. “Arianna, you’re going to have to learn to control that mouth of yours. I hate swearing. It’s a real dirty habit” Harry broke in with a grin. “Who are you to tell me what to do?!” I huffed back. “Let’s go inside, we’ll discuss it at lunch.” Mum replied before Harry could say anything.

              When I was done, Bailey looked gobsmacked. “Why in the bloody hell would you mum do that to you?” She exclaimed. “I don’t know. I’m bloody pissed about it.” As soon as I had finished that sentence Harry walked into the lounge. “Arianna, you know my policy on swearing, I don’t allow it in my house.” He said seriously. I just ignored him, as he sat down next to me. He moved a curl out of my face and poked my nose gently. “Harold, stop touching me.” I say as I scoot closer to Bay. “Oh come on babe, don’t be like this” He says trying to capture me in a hug.