Arranged Marriage From Hell :: Harry Styles Fanfic ::

:: Chapter 23 ::

(Unedited)

***This is Harry's point of view before and while Jasmine was at the doctors.***

Harry

I woke up to my alarm ringing loudly throughout the room and groaned. I felt Jasmine stir and roll over. I opened my eyes to see her looking at me. I smiled at her and she smiled back.

"Good Morning." I croaked out.

"Morning. Shouldn't you be getting ready?" She joked.

"I need to get up but I am too tired." I said truthfully. She kicked me gently on my leg.

"Get up or you will be late. It's 6:05 right now if you leave by 7, you might make it on time." She said pushing the covers off of me and snuggling into them.

"Babe." I groaned. She looked at me and I sighed and got out of bed and trudged to my bathroom. We still have separate rooms but we have both been sleeping in each other's room. We both agreed that we should keep them separate until we are certain that we are ready to share a room. I quickly showered and got out. I opened the door that was connected to the closet and walked inside of it. I got changed into a gray v-neck and a pair of black jeans. I also put on a red flannel leaving it unbuttoned. I slipped on my boots and walked back into the bathroom throwing my towel into the hamper and then styled my hair. I brushed my teeth and put on some cologne. I walked out of the bathroom and walked down stairs.

I heard the sizzle of a pan and walked in and smiled. Jasmine was cooking and dancing. I took out my phone and snapped a little picture. I quickly tweeted it and put the caption 'The world's best wife :)' . I walked up behind her and smacked her bum. She whined.

"Harry!" She said. I chuckled and showed her my phone.

"You did not just post this picture of me! You idiot!" She said giggling and smacked my arm.

"I couldn't resist the temptation. Now is breakfast done yet?" I said showing her my dimpled smile.

"Yes it is. You can't have any though because of your tweet." She said smirking and grabbed a plate and scooping some eggs and bacon onto a plate. She still handed it to me.

"What a shame." I said grabbing a fork and sitting down. I ate my breakfast and hurriedly kissed Jasmine's cheek quickly saying goodbye.

I get into my car and pull out heading to the label's main office.

***

I sigh heavily and groan. I intently stare at the man as he continues to drone on and on about how we need to listen to them and how their guidance is going to help us in the long run.

"When do we get to do what we want for a change? We always do what you guys ask of us and yet you can't compromise when we ask to take control. All we want to do is give the fans a truthful story not some lie." I said angrily.

"Harry, if you were to tell the fans that your relationship with Jasmine was arranged they are going to be upset that you lied in the first place."

"I didn't lie, you did. You guys helped my mother in creating a convincing story. All I want to do is be honest with them because what happens when they do find out and it isn't from me and it's from some idiotic tabloid. It will ruin not only my reputation but the boys as well. I do not want to be known as a liar. I want to be known as the guy who is truthful and made the right choice by fixing the mistake that was created." I said.

"Styl-"

"Don't fucking call me that, call me Harry for fuck sakes."

"Harry, I will say this once to you. Do not tell anyone about the arranged marriage. If you do, One Direction will be over faster than you can sing oh. You are dismissed." Mr.Derum said as he stood up. He then walked out.

Slowly all of the management team left. The boys had just sat there the whole time while I argued. However, it did not start off as an argument. We had been talking about the tour and the album and I had asked if Jasmine could come along. They said yes. I then started thinking of how we should address this white lie. If we should tell the fans or not and this is what has come from it.

"Look mate, we all agree with you and we think you are doing the right thing. I just think that they need to reconsider somethings. You did give some really valid points." Liam said patting me on the shoulder.

"I just want them to know the truth."

"They will, they will."

***

In the car I just let my mind wander off. I was pissed off because of how controlled we are by our label. It's ridiculous. We should be able to make our own decisions now. We aren't new to this business anymore.We can handle things on our own.

My phone in the car started to ring. I answered it because it is hands free and I am not doing anything illegal.

"Harry,  I wanted to speak with about what happen" Simon said to me through the crackling phone.

"Look, Simon, I just want things to be real and not contrived. Derum thinks that it's a load of bullshit and we need to listen to them all the time because they know best."

"They do majority of the time and I agree with them Harry. If you tell the girls that you lied to them they will just hate you and the others for lying to them."

"For the last fucking time it wasn't me who created this lie. It was my mother and the label, and if I want to tell the girls about it then I will. This is my life not yours. I am grateful that you have helped me but this is not who I want to be if I have to lie to people."

"Harry, listen to me. You will not tell anyone about this. Maybe later on down the line we can figure something out but right now we need to focus on your tour." Simon then disconnected the phone.

I cursed and shouted in the car as I pulled into the driveway. I walked inside the house and saw the little table that held a bowl for our keys and a vase with some flowers. I chucked my keys into the bowl and slammed the door shut. I grabbed the vase and gripped it tightly. My chest heaving up in down from how angry I was. I took the vase threw it at the door.

The clatter of glass shattering echoed throughout the house. I cursed and walked towards the pantry to get the broom. I glanced at Jasmine to see she was starring at me. I grabbed the broom and dustpan and walked out of the pantry slamming the door. I felt her eyes burning through my head as I walked away.

"Quit  looking at me Jasmine!" I snapped.

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Hello, so it looks like Harry was angry because he wanted to be the good guy and was continuously told 'no'. This was a filler because I am trying to come up with good ideas for the pregnancy and how Harry will find out and if he will even find out. I am sorry if you guys didn't like this chapter it was the best I could come up with this week and it is so hard posting weekly for me. It used to be easy. I just feel like you all hate my writing even though you all give me amazing feed back. Any who, if you read this whole little excerpt comment 'Harry looks good in red.' ;) AND,

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