Forced Marriage

Chapter 32

Selena's POV

Harry and I walked downstairs with Scruff in my arms. Jillian gave it to me earlier when I answer some emails. Harry said the boys went home because their parents are expecting them but I think they will be back tonight. Jillian also went home because her mother is expecting her.

Harry placed a hand to the small of my back as we go towards the dining room. Lydia and Jen are serving the table and when they saw us walked, they smiled at us.

I really like them, honestly.

"Have you all eaten?" Harry asked, smiling at them.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Styles. Thank you." Lydia replied smiling back at him.

Harry nodded and sat down. I put Scruff down and sat down across from him. I sighed and placed a piece of hot waffles on my plate. They smelt really great. Keith is a good cook. I spread a chocolate syrup, cut a piece before placing it on my mouth.

As I chewed the waffles I saw some cookies. Maybe Keith baked them for us. I just shrugged it off and kept eating. As I eat the of my waffles, I felt someone's gaze on me. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked up.

That's when I saw Harry staring intently at me. His emerald green Eyes are always mesmerizing. I raised an eyebrow, "What? Do I have something on my face?" I asked, setting my fork and knife down.

He shook his head. "No." He simply replied and continued eating his waffles.

I just shrugged it off and crossed my legs from underneath the table. I opened the cap of my water bottle and took a long sip. I placed back down and grab some butter cookies and cheese toasts.

Why am I so hungry today?

Huh. I forgot to ask Harry about Dad's plan for tomorrow.

"Harry, what did Dad told you earlier? I can't quite remember it." I asked before taking a bite of my toast.

"Oh, uh, he said that we would go to the first three gardens he had chosen tomorrow, I think." Harry explained, smiling.

I nodded. "Oh, okay."

There's something different about Harry but I can't quite put a finger on it. Because he's becoming sort of quiet every time. I don't really care. All I care that he's here now with me. We've been apart for, Six to seven days. I looked up at Harry. He's wearing a black sweater, with his usual bandana. He looked so hot as he cuts a piece of waffle. He suddenly look up making me look away from him. My cheeks burned because I know he caught me staring.

"Do you have work tomorrow?" Harry asked, after five minutes of silence.

"Yeah. But I'm gonna go home early because of what Dad said. How about you?" I said taking a bite of my cheese toast.

"Nope. We're still writing the other songs." He replied, smiling. He set his fork and knife down and leaned back. He looked at me as I eat. "It seems like you're really hungry today." Harry chuckled.

"Yeah. I think I miss eating home cooked foods." I replied, shrugging. I took the last bite o my toast and drank the rest of my water bottle. I still feel Harry's gaze on me.

I groaned. "Stop staring at me, Styles."

He chuckled, again. "I will, if you give me a kiss." He said, winking.

"In your dreams, Harry." I scoffed before standing up.

I saw Scruff running towards me with a bone toy in his mouth. He's so small how can he bite that thing?

"Where are you going, babe?" Harry asked standing up aswell.

"I'm just going to work on my office. I'll just draw some other kinds of clothes or something." I replied taking Scruff in to my arms.

"Okay. Just leave Scruff. I'll just go play with him or something."

I nodded and hand Scruff to Harry before heading upstairs. I walked straight to my office. I pull the door knob down to open. I closed the door on my way in. I turned my iMac on and looked through my shelves. I have a book here about perfect gardens for marriage. I took it and sat down on my chair. I opened the book.

I flip pages trying to find the perfect garden. But I'm going to look at the garden that Dad looked for. Speaking of Dad, I forgot to text him. I stood up and walked towards the door. I walked out of my office and make my way to Harry and I's room. I walked in and to my closet. I slide the door and walk towards the couch where I placed my purse. I opened it and took both my phone.

I walk out of the closet. And walked straight to my nightstand. I forgot to put my necklace on. I set my phone down on the bed. As I was about to put it on, a hand caught my wrist. I turned around to see Harry. He smiled at me and said,

"Let me put it on for you." Harry stated.

When he's finished clasping my necklace, he turned me around. He placed his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him. Our chests touching. He looked straight into my eyes and down to my lips. He closed his eyes and started leaning in. He pressed his lips to mine. I closed my eyes as well. It's just press, not open lips kiss kind of thing. He pulled away and pressed his forehead against mine, smiling.

"What was that for?" I asked him softly.

"I don't know. I think I just wanna feel your lips." he shrugged, pulling away from me but his hands stays on my waist.

I grab both my phone from the bed and turned to him. "Come with me in my office. Let's find a garden for the ceremony." I said standing on my tippy toes and pecked his lips.

"Okay. Come on."

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It's short, I know.