Like Crazy

Everyone thinks Julia Parker is perfect, but she is nothing close.
She is soon to be facing an arranged Marriage to her dad's close friends son, Harry Styles, though Julia wants nothing to do with him.
But, through Harry she meets Niall who she falls head over heals in love with.
They begin doing things behind Harry's back, and when he finds out, they devise a plan.
But with the wedding coming up, Julia is worried there won't be a way out.
But she can't marry Harry.
Because of Niall.
She needs him, she wants him, she loves him, like crazy.

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34. Dear Niall

•Niall's POV•
"I saw the hottest chick in the elevator!" Chad boomed, walking in the front door. I was having a good time, it was great to be back with Chad and Zach again, but honestly all I have done is thought of Julia.
"Long blonde hair, blue eyes. She was American too," he stated.
"Sounds hot,"
Sounds like Julia.
Everything reminds me of her, there's no way this would actually be here. Why the hell would she be in London?
"She was. The guy next to her looked like he was going to rip me to shreds for looking at her. He had literal wolverine hair," he laughed, leaning down and opening the fridge.
Harry. That was Harry. No it wasn't. It couldn't be. But what if it was. What if she was here too?
"I'll be right back," I said, bounding from the room.
Half of the complex here was apartments and the other half was a hotel, where I suspected they were staying.
I made my way to the front desk, catching my breath before beginning to speak.
"Do you have a mr. Styles booked here?" I asked the lady running the desk.
She frowned at me and looked down a Long list. "Room 182" she said flatly. I thanked her before running to the elevator and jabbing at the correct button.
What would I say to her? What if she doesn't want to see me? She doesn't want to see me why would She... This is stupid why am I here?
The elevator doors opened and I found room 182 with ease. I took a deep breath and knocked.
"Niall ! Hey." Harry said, a mixture of confusion and surprise displayed on his face upon opening the door.
"Is Julia here?" I asked, cutting to the chase.
"No she's out.. I don't think she wants to see you Niall," he told me.
"I'm sure she doesn't , but we need to talk. When will she be back?" I asked.
"She'll be back later but you won't be." Harry informed me. "What?"
"Listen. I don't think you're the best thing for her right now. I don't want you to come back." He said.
"Well you can't stop me," I declared.
"Watch me." He whispered, slamming the door in my face. Ouch.
Julia's POV:
"I'm back ," I sighed, throwing my purse on the floor and kicking my shoes off.
Harry sat on the couch watching television, only grunting at my greeting.
"Niall stopped by," he said Finally.
My body went rigid and cold. Niall was here?
"He did?" I smiled.
"I told him to leave, and not come back." He said, clearly proud of himself.
"You did what?" I asked him.
This was my chance to fix things... This was the whole point of making this trip.
"He's not helping you Julia he's hurting you. I was only trying to protect you."
"Well I don't need any protecting Harry," I said, stomping into the bedroom.
I opened every drawer in the room until I found a pen and blank paper, and began writing the letter I'd been planning for weeks.
Dear Niall,

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