A Twist in Fate

Arianna Smith has an arranged marriage to the one and only Harry Styles.. Most girls would die to be in her position, but Arianna would rather die than marry him. She absolutely cannot stand him. Will she learn to love him? Or will she fall for another member of the band? The ending may surprise you(:


16. Chapter 16 <3

 (Arianna’s POV) I woke up the next morning, to the smell of bacon and Niall laughing. I checked my phone, to see that it was only 7 AM. Gosh, why did Niall have to be so loud? I threw the pillow over my face, trying to go back to bed, but I couldn’t. After lying there for about 10 minutes, I decided to finally get up and join everyone. As I walked out and into the kitchen, I saw that Harry wasn’t with the boys. “Ello,” I say cheerfully and grabbed a bowl of cereal. “Ello, love.” They all replied. “Where’s Bay?” I asked Niall as he finished eating yet another bowl of Corn Flakes. “Still sleeping,” “Ha, that doesn’t surprise me at all.” I chuckle. “Yeah, she sure does love her sleep.” He says smiling. “Indeed she does.” I reply. “Hey Ari, have you talked to Harry yet?” Liam asks concerned, his voice filled with worry. “No, actually I haven’t.” I reply annoyed. “Oh, well I think you should. He seems really depressed. I was lying awake last night, listening to him sob. He feels terrible.” Liam says looking down at his feet. “I’d like to hear that from him Liam, he hasn’t even apologized.” I spat. Liam gave up, and walked back to the lounge, shutting the door behind him. (The tour bus is spilt into different rooms. Thought I would mention this before continuing.) Why should I have to talk to Harry first? He was the one that caused all this! I was getting along great with him until now! I mean come on, who in the right mind would do that? It seems that no matter what he does, it leads to fights. I think it would be better for me to just not talk to him. I take out my phone and unlock it. I do what I know I shouldn’t, and hit the Twitter app. It takes me to my mentions. More and more hate. What a nice thing to wake up to, eh? There were also some very nice tweets though, telling me how beautiful I was and not to listen to the haters, and that they support Harry and I and that we’re cute together. I just sat there and rolled my eyes. Little did they know, I wasn’t even dating Harry! After that though, I read the tweets that would break me and get me back into my old habits. “You stupid skank, you don’t deserve Harry! You’re ugly and he could do WAY better, I don’t even understand why you’re his fiancée anyways.” “How long have you even known Harry? Now you’re engaged? That’s rubbish. Why would he want to marry an ugly bitch like you anyways?” “Give it up @AriMarie143 everyone HATES you and your ugly and fat… I hope you commit suicide; the world would be a better place without you. You are a waste of space.” I sat there and tried not to cry. “Excuse me.” I mumble pushing past Zayn and running for the bathroom. As soon as I got in the bathroom, I locked the door and slid to the floor. I hugged my knees and buried my face into them. I then silently began to sob. I can’t handle this; I’ve never been good with handling bullying. I’ve already tried to commit suicide twice, and I’ve almost O.D before. I know it’s terrible, but I didn’t want to be here. My face was all red now, streaked with tears. It burned as if I was standing next to a fire. As I laid on the floor, my face buried in a soft, green, bathroom rug, someone knocked on the door. “Ari, are you okay?” It was Louis. After a couple minutes of me not answering, he started to freak. “Ari, let me in right now!” “Ari, this isn’t funny, you need to open this door, NOW!” Finally, after listening to Louis shout through the door for 5 minutes, I let him in. He saw that I had been crying and sat down next to me. “Arianna, what’s wrong?” He cooed, his soothing voice calming me down. “I-I-I-I’m scared Louis.” I stammer. “Why what’s wrong?” He says stroking my hair. “Read these.” I say handing my phone over to Louis. As he reads, his face turned white, then red. “Don’t listen to them Arianna, you’re beautiful and smart and definitely not fat! They’re all just jealous of you.” He says. “Thanks Lou, but I know they’re telling the truth the girls back home said the same things. “Because they’re jealous of how pretty you are, inside and out, and how ugly they are. You have to believe me Arianna.” He says looking into my eyes. “I may never believe you, but thank you Lou.” I say. He hugs me tightly and kisses me on the forehead. I smile at him and he gets up and offers me a hand. “Can I have my cell back now?” I ask going to grab it from him. “Nope, I refuse to give this to you Ms. Smith.” He says and slides it into his pocket. I gasp and he laughs as he grabs my hand. I get up off the floor and he leads us back to the kitchen. When we walked in, we saw Harry sitting at the table eating his breakfast. He glared at Louis when he saw that he was holding my hand. Louis squeezed my hand and let go. “Boys, time to go! You have a book signing in 20 minutes!” Paul called from the front. The boys all made their way up to Paul and they filed off the bus. “I promise, when I get back today, that we’ll go do something fun. Okay?” Louis says before hugging me. “Ok Lou.” I answer before he kisses my forehead. “Goodbye Ari.” He says as he walks off the bus. “Goodbye.” I call after him. “Eh.” Bay says as she walks into the kitchen. “Hey.” I reply. “Have you been crying?” She asks worriedly. “Yeah, but I think it’s going to be okay!” I respond. Little did Bay and Lou know that I would start to eat less and less and get back into my old habits and routine.  ( Thanks for the hearts and reads loves! I really really appreciate it! I promise I will update her and Louis' night out ASAP. Thank you so much for reading. Xx Have a nice day.) 

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