Harry P.O.V.
I can't believe they want me to marry the most stubborn person in the world
Diana P.O.V.
We arrived and went into a living room
I sat down on a couch next to Harry
Zayn was by Harry and Louis was on the floor next to me
Liam was perched on the arm of a chair that Niall sat on
"Sooooo Diana, tell us who you are" Liam said
"what do you want to know?" I asked, clearly bored
"let's just play twenty questions" Zayn suggested
suddenly the door opened and slammed shut
"hey boys, who do you want us to meet?" I heard a girl say
a girl with brown hair and dip dye pink hair showed up
"oh! You must be her!" the girl with brown hair said "I'm Eleanor"
"and I'm Perrie"
"I'm Diana Winters"
"So, why did you want us to meet Diana?" Eleanor asked the boys
"well, she's-" Louis started
"I have to get married to that stupid idiot over there" I spat, pointing at Harry "because of his actions. I mean I'm not the one who's sleeping with every girl in England"
"i'm not! And why were you sleeping with me?" Harry asked back
"because I was drunk and you were the one to make the move" I reminded him
"yeah, well if I really would have known who you were I wouldn't have! It as a mistake."
"no wonder why your parents hate you" he muttered under his breath
when he mentioned my parents, I might have lost it......
"WELL YOU KNOW WHAT?! YOU DON'T KNOW WHO I REALLY AM SO LEAVE MY PARENTS OUT OF THIS! THEY ARE HORRIBLE PARENTS AND THEY WERE NEVER THERE FOR ME! They were never there fior me. I went to prom without pictures, homecoming, even at my graduation" I yelled, starting to cry at the end
Eleanor and Perrie stood there wide eyed at my outburst
after a few seconds they shooed out Harry and Liam went with him
I sat there crying on the couch while Perrie and El comforted me
"shhhh, he didn't mean it" Perrie cooed
"yes he did"
"no honey, he's just frustrated" Eleanor spoke
"how do you think I feel? This is his fault. I hadn't slept with anyone before him. And now look, I have to marry him" I sniffled
Everyone stared at me with wide eyes at this new information
looks like i really make people widen their eyes........
"oh" Louis said after a while
"yeah, and that bastard ruined my life. I don't even fucking like him. He hates me anyways. His fans will probably hate me, my parents already hate me, that's a lot of hate for one person" I say
"Harry doesn't hate you" Niall tried to reason with me
"yes he does, why would he remind me that my parents hate me?"
"well, saw you in that pub for a reason"
"no he saw me because he was drunk and he saw that I was drunk and didn't know of my shitty personality"
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Arranged Flowers (H.S.)
Fanfiction"why would I want flowers if they were already arranged for me?"
