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(:


23. Chapter 23 <3



(End of flashback: Still Bay’s POV) I felt tears filling my eyes. I let one escape, as Arianna closed the dressing room door. I quickly wiped it away, not wanting to ruin all the hard work Lou had put into my make-up.  –After about 20 minutes, we had Ari’s dress seamed to a size 0. She smiled as she went to go put it on and I sat there, ready to burst into tears. “Are you okay Bay?” Lou asks sitting next to me on the sofa. “Yeah, I’m fine.” I lied as she wrapped a supporting arm around me and hugged me tight. “You need to help her,” Was all Lou whispered before squeezing me one last time and making her way back over to the make-up counter, getting ready for the boys to arrive. I sat there in silence for 3 more minutes before Arianna came out and we grabbed her purse and made our way to Paul’s car.

            (Harry’s POV) Not even a minute after we stepped out of the van, the girls walked out of the studio. I felt a smile and a faint blush creep across my face, as I saw Ari all dressed up. She’s so gorgeous and she doesn’t even see it. I wish she would. I watched as she gracefully made her way to the van, strutting like a model, her soft chestnut brown curls bouncing behind her. “Harry,” Louis said, clearing his throat, and causing me to snap my head away from Arianna. “What?” I answer casually. “I don’t know,” Lou says smirking and turning away, waving to Arianna before the van pulls away. As we walked inside the studio, Lou smiled at us and said hello. The boys and I said hello back and as she started to get Zayn ready, seeing as she only has to do his make-up since he likes to do his own hair, I go and pick up Lux. “Hey beautiful,” I coo at her. She smiles and places her tiny hand on my cheek, before saying hi. She’s so adorable. I hope Arianna and I have kids one day. I would love to have a family of my own. Especially a daughter.

                (Louis’ POV) When Arianna and Bay exited the studio, I saw how thin and sickly Ari looked. Then it hit me. I remember the first day I met her, and we went out for ice cream, she told me she has had problems in the past involving eating disorders. Ari had stopped eating. How did I not notice this? I felt suddenly, that it had all become my fault. I let a tear escape and fell back onto the sofa. I laid there for about a minute, before Zayn plopped down next to me. Harry was on the other side of the room getting ready to match Ari, and here I was about to burst into tears.  


             (Arianna’s POV) It’s finally time to go to the Brit awards. I’m so nervous I’m shaking. Bay and I climb into the limo, as it pulls up onto the curb. I climbed in, and made my way down to Harry at the very back and, and Bay sat next to Niall. I looked around the limo, there were led lights strung through the ceiling and a mini fridge in the front. ---Halfway there, there was nothing but silence, until Harry clears his throat. I look over at him and he looks a little nervous. “Ari?” “Yeah?” “This is not how I wanted to give this to you, but if you don’t wear it, the press and fans will go bonkers…Here you go beautiful,” Harry says pulling out a diamond ring and slipping it onto my wedding finger. (http://weheartit.com/entry/33184026/via/dianalove123) I look down at it speechless, it was gorgeous. I could feel Louis glaring across the limo. “Thanks Harry, I love it! It’s beautiful!”  I respond still not able to take my eyes off the ring. “I’m so glad you like it! I looked forever for the perfect ring.” He answered smiling big. “Awe, Harry!” I exclaim smiling big. He then kissed me on the cheek, just as we pulled up to the carpet. “Ready for this” He asks. “No.” I respond nervously. “You’ll do great, baby. You look beautiful.” He answers. He then grabs my hand, interlacing his fingers with mine, and we make our way out of the limousine. I’m blinded by bright flashing lights, as soon as I step onto the carpet. There were photographers everywhere calling my name, trying to get a good shot of me and Harry. I smiled and turned for most of them, and Harry even kissed me on the cheek for some of the photos. We got compliments by some of my favourite celebs on how cute we were. All in all, it was a wonderful night. And the boys won all their awards J so that was a good thing! 

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