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(:


19. Chapter 19 <3

 (Arianna’s POV) Today is the day that Harry and I start staging in front of the press. Management says I have to attend an interview with the boys today to clear up some rumours, so I threw on this ([polyvore]). As I finish curling my hair, I hear a knock on the bathroom door. “Ready to go Ari” Harry asks leaning on the door frame. “Yup” I answer, turning off the iron before taking his hand and following him out of the bus. Instantly, paparazzi surround us. “Arianna, is it true you and Harry are getting married because you had a one night stand and he knocked you up?” “Harry, you’re still together after she cheated on you with Louis?” “Harry, why haven’t we heard of Arianna until now? Is the hotel rumour true?” I held Harry’s hand tighter in fear, as Paul sheltered us away from them and rushed us inside. I could already tell this interview was going to be one from hell and not a piece of cake. As soon as we made it inside the building, Harry hugged me tightly. “I’m so sorry I did this to you, I never meant for any of this to happen.” “I know you didn’t” I answer before Paul walked over to us. “Arianna, can I talk to you alone real fast.” He said dragging me away from Harry. ”Listen, this interview is not going to be an easy one. There are a lot of rumours to clear up.” “Yeah, I can tell. I can’t believe they think I’m pregnant!” I exclaim. He laughs a little before saying, “They’ll say anything to get attention and make money. One last thing Arianna, be careful what you say, because they will twist just about anything you say and make it into something totally opposite.” I just nod in agreement, before we walk back over to the boys. “Ready?” They ask me before we walk into the room. “Yep” I say smiling, even though inside I was really insecure at the moment and about ready to die. Before we walked in, Harry took my hand and squeezed it. He quickly pecked my cheek and then we followed the rest of the lads into the room. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Louis glaring at Harry when he kissed me on the cheek. “Hello!” A bright and cheerful woman wearing a black business suit says to us as we sit down on the leather wrap around couch. Harry, half way through the interview, still had his fingers interlaced with mine and was using his other hand to stroke my hair. I just smiled and whispered, “You should be paying attention.” “I know.” He says smirking. I just smile and then go back to paying attention to what the host is saying. Then once she is done asking Niall, Liam, and Zayn their questions, she turns to me, Harry, and Louis. “So you three, I’ve been hearing some pretty interesting things.” “Oh, you have, have you?” Louis says raising an eyebrow at her. “Yes, yes I have Louis,” “Hmm, and what kinds of things have you been hearing?” Louis asks waiting for her to just get to the chase. “I heard that you took Harry’s fiancée, Arianna, out last night to the carnival and you were getting a little friendly with her.” She says smirking. “Arianna and I, are just really good friends. I could never do anything like how the press is describing to hurt my best friend. Harry and I are best friends, and I wasn’t taking his fiancée out on a date, I was just taking her to her first boardwalk. Harry was busy with interviews and she had been in the bus all day, so I thought it may be fun for her to get out and explore the town.” Louis said finishing up all he had to say to the girl. “Is this true, Harry?” The reporter asks practically shoving the mic down Harry’s throat. “Yeah, he and Arianna are very good friends, they have since they’ve met one another, and I can’t imagine either of them doing something to hurt me like that.” He answers his green eyes filled with hate at the topic and how rudely the girl was saying things to Louis a minute ago. I just sat there quietly, until the girl shoved the mic in my face. “So, Arianna, you’ve been receiving a lot of hate recently. How do you cope with it all?” “Well, I would have to say the boys help me out a lot with that, and I just do my best to ignore it. I understand that if I was a fan and my idol was engaged, I would be pretty upset too. I would never send death threats to her though, it upsets the boys to have to see these types of things sent to someone they consider family.” I say. The reporter just nods in approval before shoving the mic back to Harry. “So, there’s a rumour going around that you are engaged to Arianna, only because you had a one night stand with her and she is pregnant. Is this true you guys?” “No, that most certainly is not true.” Harry spats, getting upset. “Really, because we have an insider source that told us they were working the night you brought her in,” “That’s pretty funny, because I have never brought Arianna to a hotel the entire time I’ve been seeing her.” He says grabbing an M&M out of the bowl on the coffee table. After that, the room went silent and she dismissed all of us and said it was nice to see us and have us on the show. The boys said good bye and we headed back to the bus. That had to have been the worst hour of my entire life. “Are you okay Ari?” All five of the boys asked as I strutted into the tour bus and flung myself on the couch. My face felt like it was burning, and I could feel the tears brim the corners of my eyes. “Do I honestly look pregnant?” I ask as a tear escapes down my cheek. I always knew I had a cm of fat, but I never thought it would make me look pregnant. “No!” They all protest. “Then why would someone say that?” “Ari, they just want excuses. You do not look fat. You’re as fit as a model.” Louis says as He and Harry sit on opposite sides of me. Harry puts his arm around me and pulls me close to him before shooting Louis a look about the model comment. “Please Arianna, don’t listen to them.” He says his eyes now getting watery. I could tell that it was hurting him as much as it was hurting me that his fans would say and believe all this rubbish. “I’ll try, but it won’t be easy.” I reply looking down and fidgeting with my hands. “I’ve had a long day boys, I think I’m just going to head back to the bunks and get some rest. I need to escape all this for a while. I say getting up and making my way back to the bunks. As soon as I was far enough away from them, I dove into the bed and pushed my face into the pillow, sobbing. 

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