Intro
The story might seem a huge cliché at the beginning but bare with me please.
Characters
Harry: Harry Styles
Maura: Margot Robbie
Alfa Flag: Gary Oldman
Edward Styles: Sean Connery
( Ignore the fact that Edward is Harry's middle name irl)
Zayn: Zayn Malik
Louis: Louis Tomlinson
Liam: Liam Payne
Audrey: Jane Fonda
Gigi : GigiHadid
It's gonna be a hell of ride.
Sit tight besties...
Chapter 1
Today is my engagement. It's not a happy day. I'm forced to get married. This is not the biggest problem, though. The disaster that I can't wrap my mind around is out all people. I'm getting married to Harry Styles!.
I don't know him much but all that i know is that he's an arrogant son of a bitch, and by bitch i mean his dad who's happened to be my dad's dear frenemy. I mean, my dad is a bitch too cause he's forcing me to be with someone i totally despise. Thank God he's hot.
Harry styles is a tall, handsome man with long hair and bright green eyes (That if they stared at you for only five seconds they would let you feel guilty for the cookies you stole from your parents kitchen when you were five) and to describe them in one word they are intimidating i don't know how the hell am i supposed to deal with those eyes for.. like ever !
Fuck. My mind is going nuts. Speaking of me. I'm Maura, 20 years old and currently sad and miserable..
I'm an Art student. My dad is Alfa Flag .. yes, that's his name, he is one of the most important and successful politicians and business men in the country.
On the other hand,
Edward Styles, Harry's father is one of the most famous business men in the UK.
conclusion, my dad and his dad are the most targeted men in the mean time.
And the most obvious conclusion is that this marriage is planned for the greater good .. our dads' good.
Me and Harry have met many times before in occasions like parties and weddings but we never actually talked. That's why i know him, and i don't at the same time.
We also met several time when we were young. Wasn't fruitful at all. I prefer to forget about it. It was awful.
All i know that he is rude, arrogant, and a self centred pig.
Now i'm sitting here beside him, Harry is currently .. puffing all the air out of his lungs and making it so obvious that we hate each other's guts. Unlike me, i was putting my smile on full display.
Don't get me wrong i hate this too but come ooonnn we're in public dude.
We as in (born under lights and attention kids) are supposedly accustomed to do that. ..to fake.
We are in the middle of our engagement party that most if not all the celebrities around the world are attending. And if that means anything it means cameras and flashes and us being spotted by the second.
After about 2 hours of sitting on my butt it now feels numb. It demands to move. Also that is the longest I've been silent in my entire life. So I start the talking.
"Can we talk ?" I ask my 'fiance' who happens to be sitting right next to me.
"No" he simply reply not bothered.
"I just-"
"No" he just cuts me off
"Fine" I stretched my upper half to whisper into his ear, the one which was close to me.
"Fine, but if you can smile or something? huh? How about that .. cause you're really embarrassing me, look at me i'm pretending and i know you're good at it too, so please, work with me here or i will just tell the crowds that you're acting all awkward and nervous cause you're a virgin, okay? okay, " i answer myself and slowly get back to my place.
He looks at me and opens his mouth to say something but doesn't. Instead, he smiles a wide, fake smile showing all his perfect porcelain teeth. "Happy?" He asks side eyeing me.
"No, the word is "satisfied". There is nothing related to happiness in all of this. " i wave my pointer finger in the air, referring to the situation we're put in.
He shakes his head in a dizzy, psychotic way like he was trying to find something to argue about but couldn't.
He then looks back his way, mumbling "true," making me just nod.
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I just need this day to come to an end.
We're now standing in front of hundreds of cameras flashing right in our faces, capturing our fake happiness, fake marriage preparations. Harry is holding me by the waist, and i can feel him balling his fist on my back .. he is uncomfortable. He is smiling a small smile that doesn't reach his eyes or showing his teeth. just a small smile.
On the contrary, i'm acting all happy and on cloud nine. I don't know why i'm taking faking happiness so seriously today. I think I kinda feel like it's my job to do that all the time, that i myself get confused many times whether i'm faking or not. I always ask myself, am i really happy now, or is it just fake. I never found the answer, and i think i never will. We had just put on the rings, and it was the size of my head, but still, it was not beautiful in my eyes, I never wanted this, not that way
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"Kiss her, Mr.Styles"
"Kiss him, please, Ms. Flag?"
"Miss Flag, would you please kiss your fiancé for the cameras ?" The photographers shout many calls to see us kiss to capture it forever.
"That's it," i say under my breath and start to move away from Harry's arm when his arm stiffens on my waist, holding me in place .. he leans in and says, "i'm not kissing you, relax."
My body did relax once again while he held me captive in his arm.
I don't know what he is going to do, but i feel like i should trust him ?
The calls continued to bother me more and more.
Suddenly, i lost my balance. I'm trying to figure out what's happening. Harry leaned my back, so we're taking a dance move position right now. He's leaning on me, too. His face is inches away from mine he is about to kiss me ! Shit.
Then i felt his lips on my cheek just by the corner of my lips, and just like that, the crowd went wild.
FLASHES FLASHES FLASHES
That's it, then i gained my balance again, confused and relieved at once.
"Told ya," he whispers again, leaning on my side. I try to reach his ear, standing on my tippy toes. Despite the 15 inches heels i'm wearing, i still look short beside this giant.. i feel so tiny.
"Saved your own ass there, kid," i whispered. He just rubbed his eye lid in a nervous motion, irritated.
Now we're working as a team, i like it
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The day is finally over .. Or about to
Engagement parties usually are private family gatherings and stuff, but no, we are inviting the whole country to see us as if we're some animals in the zoo, so now that part was over.
Back to the family gathering thing which is taking place now! "Oh Mia, i'm so happy for you, my baby." My mum, who has been calling me Mia since i was born, congratulates me.
"Thanks, mum." i fake a smile. My mom, Audrey, really thinks that i'm happy. She doesn't know any of my father's shit. I can tell she's suspicious about the whole. Oh, I'm so in love act i'm pulling, but I think I got it under control.
Mum and dad got devorced when i was four, and that is totally fine, dad was suffocating my mum to the point she tried to commit suicide. One thing stopped her and just one thing .. me.
They got divorced after, and i'm happy for her. i wish i could get divorced from my dad, too.
"Do you need anything, sweetheart?" She asks, passing her soft palm over my cheek.
"No, mum, but thanks for being here with me," I assure her, knowing how hard it is for her to be in my father's presence.
Suddenly, a wandering hand held me by the waist.
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