Becoming Mrs. Styles

Chapter 2

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Sorry about the slow updates, school starting back has messed with my writing time. Sorry! I am possibly getting to start university early, depending on my grades this semester. So, please, i'm doing the best i can to juggle all of this. Thanks for understanding! Love you guys!

- Hayley

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Chapter 2

Clementine’s POV

 

“So.” Harry struck up a conversation after we got in the car, which I was glad for, because I don’t like silences.

“I guess we should get to know each other, since we will be together a lot.” He murmured, his voice holding a bitter edge.

I chose to ignore it though.

“Why did they choose you?” He asked

“I need more… publicity.” I said, trying to find the right words.

He nodded, letting it drop.

“What’s your favorite color?” I asked randomly, trying to keep the conversation from dying. Like I said, I don’t like silences.

“Orange.” He said “Or blue, but reds a nice color too..”

“Okay, so you like the whole rainbow.” I said, rolling my eyes.

He laughed “What about you?”

“Yellow.”

“Yellow?”

“Yeah, like the sun. The sun is always happy, when you look at it, you can’t help but be happy too.” I said

“When I can look at the sun I can’t help but squint because its way to bright.” He said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and punched his arm playfully.

“You ruined it, I was going for one of those perfect little cliché moments.” I laughed

“Sorry, sweet heart. This isn’t a fairytale.” He said, his voice suddenly becoming serious. I looked ahead to see us pulling up to his flat.

“Why are we here? You were supposed to take me home.” I said as he unbuckled his seat belt.

“Well, change of plans.” He said

“What if I don’t want to be here?” I crossed my arms stubbornly.

“Then you’ve been kidnapped.” He smirked again, getting out of the car. I expected him to come around and open my door for me, but instead he just walked towards the flat building. I rolled my eyes and got out of the car myself and made my way towards the door.

Harry grabbed my hand once we were at the door, but it wasn’t gentle and sweet, it was rough, and to be honest it kind of hurt.

I tried pulling my hand away but he snatched it back.

“The guys don’t know, and they can’t know. We have to make even them believe. The excuse was that management didn’t want anyone to know, not even our closest friends and family, got it?” He said

I nodded, not exactly having the words to say. Harry flung the door open and we waltzed in

“Hey Hazza what are you making for-“His bandmate that I knew to be Louis, stopped midsentence, his eyes flickered down to out intertwined hands and a smirk tugged on his lips. His eyes twinkled with amusement, and his eyebrows wiggled up and down.

“Well, this is new.” He said. Harry let out an annoyed sigh and pulled me, harshly, towards the couch.

“Lads, come in here please, I- we, have an announcement.”

One by one each of the blokes entered the room, each giving Harry and I the same strange looks, and each taking seats around the large room.

Harry clapped his hands together and mumbled a ‘okay’ before taking my hand in his and helping me to my feet. Much different from the way he had flung me down on the couch just moments before.

“Lads, this is Clementine.” He said, eyeing each of them, waiting for their reactions. Each of the chaps mumbled a ‘hello’ and I nodded back with a nervous smile. Harry rearranged our hands so the diamond on my finger was showing. Earning gasps from each of the boys.

“We are getting married.”