Ruined Everything

Elise Jones is the only Daughter of Richard Jones, one of the most powerful man in England & USA.
All her life she tried her best to live up to her parents' expectations.

While waiting for her ride, a guy bumped into her. An ASSHOLE, she said. Little did she know, that asshole will be a big part of her life.

When Elise got back in England, her Father told her about a deal between the Styles' & The Jones'.
A deal that will change her whole life. A deal that her Poppa James shook hands with Anthony Styles.

She's getting married to a guy she's never met before or so she thought.

Let's see what happens when 18 year-olds, Elise & Harry are forced into a relationship, both never thought they'd treasure the most.
Are they both going to fall in love or just keep on pretending that they're just doing this for their parents' sake?

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3. L.A

Elise's POV.

I was too excited that I forgot to take my luggages from Harry. I got two and he's got one. I was almost out of LAX but then I realized Harry still got my luggages.

I ran back to him who was way behind me, "Oh give me that, thanks." I snatched my pink luggage from his grip, before I could reach out to my other luggage he blocked it with his body. "No, give it back. I can handle em." He argued, Yeah. sure you can. "You're like struggling. Besides, You're tired."

"I'm not." He shot me a look. "Whatever." I rolled my eyes at him playfully. I turned my back walking faster, well. I'm excited!

"You're fit!" He shouted from behind. I exaggeratedly rocked my hips receiving a whistle from Harry. I turned my head blowing him a kiss.

I heard him mutter the word, 'TEASE' I grinned. Elise 1, Harry 0? Yes.

I fought my way through the crowd, Harry's now right behind me. Andrew's picking us up. Shit, I forgot to tell Harry.

We made it to the front safe and sound, Thank goodness I'm wearing my converse today.
Harry looked so tired. Just as I was about to tell him about Andrew, a familiar voice shouted my name.

"Elise? ELISE!" I looked around to see Andrew waving, I squealed so loud causing Harry to cover his ears.

Andrew smiled and started to jog his way to us, "Oh my gosh! I missed you!" Andrew grinned wrapping his arms around me. I gave him a peck on the cheeks, wrapping my arms around his neck. We really are super close.

I heard Harry cough behind me, he was faking it of course.

We both pulled away, "Uhm. Andrew... this is Harry. Harry, Andrew."

Harry pulled me next to him, wrapping his arm around my waist. He held out his hand and Andrew shook it, "Harry, Elise's Fiance." he said bluntly. I bumped his hips, telling him to shut up.

Andrew stared him down, "Oh No."

"What?" Harry asked, "You're jealous." Andrew said it in a matter-of-fact-tone.

I tried my best not to laugh, I felt his grip tightening.

"Hunny, I'm gay." Andrew said, flat out. I burst into laughter, I couldn't hold it any longer. Oh my gosh, Did he really think Drew & I have a thing? Oh goodness.

"Oh."

"Yeah, I do not like girls. I like you.. I mean, guys like you." Andrew joked, winking at me.

We both laughed hysterically while Harry laughed nervously, probably freaked out about Andrew's humor. It was a good 2 minutes of laughter when we realized we gotta get going.

Harry & I both slid in inside the white Range. Andrew's other friend was driving so Harry & I were the only ones at the back. I wanted to get comfy so I wiggled my but like a bee, but instead of getting comfortable.. something bit me. Or maybe it was just a pointy stuff that caused me to moan in agony.

"You kids, don't do anything yet, okay? Wait till we get to your hotel." Andrew smirked, sounding like a mom, obviously creating dirty thoughts in his head, Harry chuckled. "Oh shut up you." I said, playfully. Harry, received a slight slap from me.

Andrew's my age and yet, he calls everybody KID. I don't know why.. It's just his thing, I guess. He calls me, Hunnybunch tho. And names... I think It's adorable but when he's trying to be masculine it does not look pretty.

I felt an arm snaking around my shoulders, realizing that it was Harry.. I looked up to him to be met by his piercing eyes, "What are you doing?" I asked him, looking straight in to his eyes. They're amazing.

"I wanna snuggle. I'm tired and sleepy." He said getting more comfortable, shutting his eyes. I smiled but I tried to hide it because I don't want him to think that I liked it. I didn't say anything, I just went along with it. We snuggled up for about 5 comfy minutes. I glanced at him and felt his warm breath hit my face, He looked really peaceful.. I just wanted to kiss him, wait. WHAT.
I fell asleep snuggled up to him.

******

"Harry, Hurry up!" I said tugging on his shirt, Andrew and his friend, Luke carried my luggages inside our suite. They're really sweet for doing that, I told them we can manage even though Harry's too fucked to even handle his own shit. They both said It's cool, well. Couldn't argue with that. Gotta love 'em.

"Ergh. You're walking too fast." He retorted. "Well, that's because you're too fucking slow." I took his hand, dragging him along with his luggage with me inside the Couple's suite.

"Oh my god. Why did you do that?" He questioned, I felt bad. He really was tired. Well, fuck me for being to damn excited.. okay?!

"I'm sorry." I apologized, sincerely. "I was too excited to notice that you're really tired."

He smirked, "It's okay. It's cute that you care."

"Care? WHAT. NOOO." I said, defending myself.

"Whatever you say. What time is it? It's like ... dark outside, yeah?" He asked, checking his phone. We both have the same phone, iPhone 4S.

I didn't bother to answer his dumb question. He's got a phone, so he should fuck with it. Okay, so I'm being a total bitch. But what the hell, right?

I forgot that we're not the only ones in the room, "Okay.. now. Love birds," Andrew began. "We gotta get going. See you, whenever.. bitch." He smiled giving me a hug. We all said our goodbyes and I thanked them ones again for helping us.

What should I do now? I mean, we're not going out tonight that's for sure. He's too tired, I wonder what the hell he did the other night.

I lost my train of thoughts when he suddenly took his shirt off. Oh damn those toned abs.

"Uh, What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I asked, covering my eyes. Don't fuck with me, of course I wanna see his abs! But I don't, like .. want him to think that I'm impressed.

"Uh, I'm going to bed." He told me with a wtf-do-you-think-I'm-doing-tone, Pulling his pants down revealing an American Eagle boxer briefs.

"Wait, aren't you British.. why do you have American Eagle boxers?" I asked, still covering my eyes. I peeked a little, but thats that. "Oh, and put your clothes on Mr!" I spat out, sounding like a Mom.

He chuckled, "Ever heard of online shopping? And no. I'm not going to. You're lucky I'm sleeping with my boxers on. I sleep NAKED, all the time." He proudly stated, collapsing on the king sized bed.

All the time? Is that even normal?! Well, maybe yes. but .. oh fuck.

"Yeah, well. Not tonight you're not. So, put them back on." I retorted, turned my back on him and I uncovered my eyes.

He didn't reply, So.. I went inside the bathroom to change into my favorite shirt and short shorts. They are really comfortable.

As I was walking back to our room, I felt his gaze. "What are you looking at?" I said, raising an eyebrow. I really am a proper bitch, huh?

"Why are you so fit?" He grinned.

"Why are you sooo.. fuck off." I mimicked him, causing him to laugh. I couldn't see his body now that he's under the comfy lookin' duvet. Thank god. Wait, oh no.

"Wait, where do you think you're sleeping?" I questioned, crossing my arms against my chest.

"Uhm, here?" He replied, getting more comfortable under the duvet.

"Fine, I'm gonna go sleep on the couch." I rolled my eyes at him, before I could leave the room he spoke, "Just sleep here. It's not like I'm going to rape you or anything."

"No, the couch looks comfy." I lied.

"Just. Sleep. Here." He said with full authority, patting the space next to him.

"I don't want too!" I argued, I sound like a child right now.. but I've only known him for what.. 2-3 days. I am not sleeping next to him, Na-uh.

"Oh god damn it, Elise! We're going to get married and you can't just avoid things like this for the rest of your life. You'll have to do this sooner or later, anyways!" He snapped. He's got a point, tho. I don't know why.. but I felt threatened. I don't really know this kid yet, So I can't say anything about him. Even though, I've called him a WHORE doesn't mean I know everything about him. I don't know if I can trust him and shit like that. I felt angry that he yelled at me. Nobody and I mean, NOBODY yells at me.

"I choose, later." I said in a low tone of voice. My knees were shaking, I felt tears forming but I shrugged them off. Once again I turned my back on him and made my way outside of the bedroom, shutting the door behind me. There was a couch, It looks elegant.. but couches aren't that comfy. Right? right.

I collapsed on it and tears fell. I couldn't help it, I was sobbing like a little girl. He was being such an asshole. We're not even married yet!

Harry's POV.

I sighed in frustration. I felt guilty for yelling at her. Why am I such an asshole?

I got up and put my shirt back on. I flipped my hair to the side, a bit nervous. I need to apologize, I really do. I opened the door and shutting in gently behind me. As soon as I stepped out of the room, I heard sobs and that made my stomach twirl .. in a bad way. A really bad twirl this time. I felt even more guilty. I hate making girls cry! I wanted to punch myself for making her cry. the fuck styles.

I walked over to her, she's probably cold. I knelt down on her level, breathing in her sweet scent. She's beautiful and She's quite a catch, really.

I took a deep breath in before opening my mouth to speak, "Elise.." I began, placing my hand on her arm, massaging them gently. "I'm sorry." I really am.

She shook my hand off her, she really was upset. Damn you mouth. "Please, just sleep inside the room. I'll sleep here." I pleaded, I can be such an ass at times. but I can proudly say.. I'm a gentleman. Asshole, gent.

I was shocked when she got up, her eyes.. red and puffy. "You're an asshole, you know that?" She said, wiping her tears away. "Sorry."

"We're not even married, yet." Her voice, gentle and low. "I hate being yelled at."

"I'm sorry, now go inside and rest." I said, pulling her up. Gently of course.

She suddenly took my hand dragging me inside our bedroom, "What are you doing?" I asked her, confused as fuck. A second ago she was pissed now she's dragged me along with her.

"I was such a bitch to you and you've got a point. I mean, we're getting married in like a month. Might as well just get used to sleeping together." She quickly replied, sliding under the covers."Turn the lights off, please." I did as I was told and slid next to her. There was a huge gap between the two of us. Suddenly the song California King Bed came into my head.

I couldn't sleep, I felt her move but I'm almost positive that she's asleep. Next thing I knew, she's wrapped her arms around me. It felt .. nice, I wonder if she's even aware what she's doing. I did the same thing and wrapped my arms around her pulling her closer to me. It felt right, I liked it. I did.

Normal POV.

Both woke up the next day, late. Harry felt nice about how she wrapped her arms around him, even though she didn't have any idea about it, knowing that she pulled away throughout the night.

Elise's phone went off, causing the both of them to groan.

"Turn it off, please." Harry groaned, stuffing his head under his pillow.

It took Elise a moment before she could read the message. Damn, brightness. she thought.

"Oh, It's Andrew." She began, "He's inviting us to go clubbing with him." Elise tossed her phone somewhere.

"Are we going?" Harry asked, removing the pillow from his head.

"Yeah, i mean. It would be fun you know. Plus, I need to show you how I live my life in LA." She replied, eyes closed.

"Okay." He suddenly felt worried. Like there's something that's going to happen but he ignored it. I'm just tired. That's all, he thought.

Little did they know that HE will be there, too. Big mistake, Styles. Agreeing to go clubbing with your fiance. Big mistake.

 

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