Harry
Blood boiling in my veins, I storm inside my father's office, not giving a fuck if he's busy or not. Him and the other person in the room both jump at my presence and I'm actually surprised to see my mom here. She gasps, placing a hand over her chest while my father stands up from his leather chair, glaring at me.
"Son! What have I told you ab-"
"No, shut up, I don't have time for that." I snap, cutting him off and his green eyes widen in offense. He takes in a deep breath, pursing his lips. "I want to know why the hell Anastasia Strauss hasn't been disqualified yet." I practically yell, fuming in rage as mom stares at me in shock and father sighs, rolling his eyes.
"I told you son, some rules don't apply to her and-"
"No! You told me I couldn't just ask for them to be disqualified only because I didn't like one of them. Anastasia actually did something completely against the rules and I can not stand to see her still in the competition and being totally unworthy of it." I interrupt him once again, my voice getting louder by the second. I can feel the beat of my heart in my ears, finally being able to express my rage. "She has been disrespectful towards many contestants, bullying and threatening. I want that bloody hell of a skanky slag out of this castle immediately!"
"Harry Edward Styles!" He roars, hitting his fist on the wooden of his desk. I flare my nostrils, pursing my lips tightly as I mentally punch him. Mom looks outraged while he's probably really close to chop my head off, but I don't care. I had a point to show and I won't be leaving his office until the right thing is done. "Do not curse and use such foul language within these walls. I have taught you well and I will not tolerate this attitude. So you better calm down and explain why, in the name of King Gregory, we deserve to hear such words coming out of you!" He shouts and I scoff. If he thinks he looks threatening then he needs to check his eyes out.
"I made my point clear earlier. And if Anastasia doesn't leave by the end of the day, be sure I'll ruin this gormless show and make you loose total credibility." I spit and he turns red, looking absolutely livid. His face crinkles in anger, ready to snap back but mom interrupts him by placing a hand on his shoulder.
"No." She says before he gets the chance to open his mouth. He flares his nostrils, both of us clenching our fists tightly. She goes to stand between us, looking at me in confusion and my heart clenches as I watch her pale eyes looking at me in pain. One thing I hate the most in the world is to disappoint her, and I know I just did that. But I had no other choice, or he would have never listened. "Harry, sweetheart," She starts, her soft voice calming my raging mind a slight bit. "Why are you insisting so much on disqualifying Mr. Strauss' daughter?" I sigh, trying hard to keep my tone calm.
"She said horrible stuff towards another contestant, and I know for a fact that it's not the first time. I do not tolerate her actions and the fact that she's threatening another girl for her own goods only makes me sick. She's not going to win anyway, I loath her." I explain once again and she frowns, seeming to understand where I'm coming from.
"And when did this bullying thing apparently happened?" I hear father ask and we both look at him. He's tensed, arrogantly looking at me as if I'm saying rubbish.
"This Monday, actually." I give him a sarcastic smile before looking back at my mother, her eyebrows still furrowed.
"But you were in Switzerland on Monday, how could you know that? And why didn't Lindsey do anything about it?" She asks and I sigh, shaking my head.
"I still don't get how she doesn't know about this." I shrug. "But Kimberly Tempel told me about it a few minutes ago, making it the second time she's been harassing Madison that way. If you don't believe me, you might as well interrogate each of the girls, Kimberly told me they witnessed all." I stare directly at him, waiting to see his reaction. He seems to have calmed down, but the platonic expression on his face doesn't ease my worries.
"This is all about Madison, isn't it?" Mother asks again, catching my attention. Her expression has changed, warming my heart when I see the look of admiration in her eyes and small smile on her face. I nod, giving her a barely noticeable smile. She seems to catch it as hers brightens for a slight moment before she turns to look at my father, taking my side.
"He's right. I'm going to ask Lindsey to interrogate each of the girls besides Miss Strauss and we'll also ask the producers to find us a tape that could prove what Harry is saying. If he turns out being right. . ." She looks at me with a smile before connecting eyes with father again, a determined look on her face. "She's out of the show."
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Madison
After Harry's honorable gesture, I decide to go back to the Blazy. I'm still feeling anxious about what he'll do since he doesn't know the whole story. A tiny part of me regrets not telling him about what Anastasia did, but the bigger part is over it. I can't let her harsh words put me down and bringing back this subject won't help me. Add to it what Kim told me earlier, I can't help but grow even more scared. Anyone can be planing this thing against me and I can't predict their next move, which petrifies me. I now see Alex under a new light and I have to be careful about what I do or say in front of her-or anyone for that matter-, I don't want anything to be taken out of its context and biting me back.
Entering the Blazy, I sense a different atmosphere and frown once I see that all the girls aren't here except for Grace. She looks up from her book when she hears me enter and smiles. "Grace?" I say, quickening my pace to reach her, looking around me in confusion. "Where's everyone?"
"L-Lindsey wanted to talk to everyone except m-me, you and Anastasia. I don't know why though." She shrugs, closing her book and placing it next to her. I give her a weird look, her explanation not enlightening me one bit.
"What?" She once again shrugs, raising an eyebrow in disinterest. "Okay. . ." I shake my head, leaning back on the couch, only to sit back up abruptly once I remember something. "Oh, gosh, I forgot! How was your trip?" She giggles at my reaction, crossing her legs in front of her.
"R-Really nice, we got to ski in these won-wonderful places and the chalet was b-beautiful." She says, her blue eyes lighting up as she tells me everything about their small trip. I didn't know she could ski, Grace once again surprising me by her hidden skills. "A-And Prince Harry's friend, Sir Ed-d-dward came to have d-dinner with us." Her cheeks flush red and I raise an eyebrow at her sudden change of expression, watching her with a suspicious smile.
"Grace?"
"Y-Yeah?" She curls a strand of her hair around her finger, face red and look hesitant.
"Do you, maybe, find Sir Edward attractive?" Her eyes widen and she stays silent, staring at me with a sudden scared expression. I let out a single laugh, shaking my hand in front of her face. "Cece?"
"I-I-I...uh, n-no." She stutters out, turning crimson and I can't help but erupt in giggles. She looks at me completely mortified and I wrap an arm around her shoulders, ruffling her hair.
"Aw, Cece, you like Sir Edward!" I whisper, remembering the cameras probably hidden in the Blazy. She places a hand over my mouth, shushing me. I laugh again as she pulls her hand away, giving me a warning look. I mimic a zipper closing my mouth, smiling at her. "It's alright, don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Please don't." She sighs, laughing a bit after.
And yet again, another secret resides in the castle.
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Selected || H.S
Fanfiction25 girls, coming from all around the world, are chosen to be part of The Selection, a competition where the winner gets to marry the Prince, and soon to be King, of Limia; Harry Styles. Madison Pearl, a Four, an artist, gets picked amongst millions...