Yours truly. H.S

Chapter 7

Harry looks at me and smirks "is the famous Arabella Michaelson asking me out on a date" I role my eyes "yeh, erm, just forget it, it doesn't matter" I turn around embarrassment flooding into my cheeks when harry grabs my wrist "you didn't let me answer" I role my eyes again and he laughs "I'd love to go out with you Arabella" all my inside tingle but I try to keep my self calm "oh okay, cool" I rock back and forth and look at my shoes "cool" I look up to see harry smirking at me "what are you staring at?" He laughs out loud again "just this beautiful girl who asked me out" I feel my cheeks flush deep red and I have to look to the floor "Okay bye harry" I turn around and shuffle away, embarrassment clear in my image, but I don't care, I'm going on a date with the one and only Harry Styles.

As soon as a walk through my front door I regret it, I hear Mason talking down the hall, to my father most probably, I press my ear against the wall and try to listen in "so son, you and Arabella are getting on now, I'm assuming you'll want to be putting a ring on it soon, am I correct" I hear my dad ask mason, I mentally scream, well I thought it was mentally "Arabella?" I run, down the hall and up the stair well and slam my bedroom door "Arabella?" I role my eyes and lock my self into my bathroom "GO AWAY" I yell but I hear him come into my bedroom "Arabella, that was suppose to be a surprise, for you to receive from mason, I truly am sorry, but the sooner you two are married the sooner you will be able to gain popularity, money and status" I hear my dad go on about things I could give less of a shit about, I hated this man, but I kind of felt sorry for him, he clearly didn't get brought up with the attention and care he needed, just like me, but the difference between me and my dad is, I know what's right and he thinks he knows what's right "dad, stop, I don't want to talk right now" I sigh and put my head in my hands "Arabella I understand it's hard for you to grasp, trust me I've been in this situation my self, but my part was harder, your mother had to say yes" he laughs but I role my eyes like she could say no "no dad, it isn't easy to grasp, nothing in my life is easy to grasp, leave me alone, please" he sighs "Arabella, why are you being so difficult, any girl would be happy that the love of their life wanted to marry them" I suddenly feel a rush of anger take over, I stand up and push open the bathroom door, to look my liar of a father in the eyes "I don't love mason dad, and he doesn't love me, he loves the money you give him to act like he loves me, as if you think I'm some huge fool, to be honest with you I hate mason, I hate everything about that boy, he's violent, sex obsessed, not with me, other women, Lucy being one of them, he's cruel, and over all a dick" i feel a huge weight been lifted off my shoulder until my dad pushes me into the wall, then I feel a lot more pressure then what I just lifted "listen, you stupid girl, mason is what this family needs, if you dare to disobey me, you will regret it" I try and squirm out of his grip but he wouldn't budge "do you understand me, Arabella" I nod as I feel a lump start to form in my throat "good" he let's go and walks out of the room, I begin to sob, my dad has always been cruel, but he's never hurt me physically, I look down at my wrist and up my arm in the mirror, those will be bruised tomorrow, I sigh and sit on my bed, why must this be my life, typical 17 year old girls stress about what they are gonna wear to winter formal, or how to act on a date, or how to wear their hair that day, not forced marriage with a man you hate, oh my god, harry, the date, I grab my phone and send him a text *harry you busy?* I wait on the chat until he replies *not really, why anything up?* i smile *can you come pick me up? I'd like to go on our date now* I smile, it's crazy what this boy does to me, one second I'm crying into my pillow and the next I'm smiling like my life's the best *ill be there in 10* I walk into the bathroom and fix my make up, removing the smudged mascara from under my eyes and adding some gloss, I fluff my hair and call it done, I hear a ding come from my phone *outside beautiful* I smile as I read the message, I lock my bedroom door and climb out my window.

Harry's point of view
I see her climb out of her window, and I'm genuinely surprised, that's all this girl seems to do, surprise me, she has on a red skater dress and a leather jacket with white converse, she looked perfect, to be honest, when didn't she, I seriously have no idea how the boys don't throw them selfs at her, probably because of the dickwad mason, what I'd do to that fucknut of a human, let's just say an oxygen mask would be necessary. She sneaks up her drive way and waves to me "hey ara" I whisper as she climbs in to the passenger seat "hey, why are you whispering?" She laughs and I smile "I don't know actually" I laugh back as I drive back on to the main road. "Soooo, where we going?" I laugh as she giddily claps her hands together she's adorable "well, I was thinking, ever since I moved here a couple weeks ago, I found this place I liked to go to clear my head, it's a beautiful place with a lake and vibrant green grass, I was thinking we could have a picnic, if you'd like? She squeals "yes, id love too" a huge smile is on her face and I can't help but laugh "you are too cute" I look at her for a brief second and see her cheeks deepen in colour "thanks, friend" she replies as she looks out the window laughing slightly "no problem, friend" I laugh back and turn the corner "we should be there in like 5" she nods and smiles "I can't wait to see it" I smile "maybe this place can we our place" she lets out a quiet gasp "our place? I love that" she laughs a little and taps her finger on my nose, this girls gonna end me. But did I mind? Nope.