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.


16. "Do you... love Harry?"

A/N- chapters 1-15 took place in the month of May.

June.Definition: worst month of my life. Ever.
And I can promise you that's not an exaggeration in any form. Niall and I have been great. We go out about every other night, and its always amazing.
I just hate that I can't be honest with him. And I don't know why that is. I could just tell him. I don't know why I couldn't. We've been dating for nearly two months now, and I really do trust him.
But something is keeping me from telling him, and I can't quite put my finger on it.
He was keeping things from me, too.
Niall was the only one that I didn't feel like pushing off a cliff after this month. But I suppose I'm getting ahead of myself. It all started two weeks ago.
><><><<br> "Dear! Could you please join your father and I in the kitchen?" My mother asked me.
Oh yay. Couldn't wait to see what this had in store.
I slowly walked to the kitchen.
"So are you going out with Harry tonight?" My mother asked, taking a seat by my father, and handing me a mug of coffee.
"I was planning on it," I responded
. You see, ever since Harry and I made this deal, I knew it was going to be hard to lie to my parents. So, whenever they ask about 'Harry' I just tell them things about Niall(Harry) and I.
Works quite well.
"We called you in here because we need to have a little chat," my dad said, straight up.
I nodded, whilst my mom elbowed my dad.
"Julia.. Do you.. Love Harry?" I nearly choked on my coffee. Love? I guess I had never really thought of loving someone.. I mean I really liked Niall.. Is that love?
"I suppose so.." I said, hesitantly.
Niall and I hadn't really discussed it yet, and that want exactly something I was comfortable doing.
My dad nodded. "You enjoy being with him? You guys are together a lot,"
"Of course I like spending time with N-Harry." I stuttered. Seriously, what was the point of even having this conversation?
"Thank you dear, you can go." My mother said, looking at the table instead of me.
"Oh, and Jeff and Melinda are coming over tomorrow for dinner," My dad added.
I nodded, awkwardly leaving the room.
Still confused as to what just happened...
-The Next Night-
I heard a knock on the door promptly at six.
I groaned, burying my head on the pillow, and screaming a muffled scream, that I hope no one heard. I then stood up, straightened my perfectly made bed, finger combed my hair and headed down stairs.
"Hello, Julia!" Harry's parents warmly greeted me.
"Hello, Mr and Mrs. Styles," I replied.
That felt a little weird...
We then walked to the Dining room, where our parents greeted each other.
Harry grabbed my hand and kissed my cheek.
"What was that?" I whispered.
"We're dating remember?" He said.
I quickly nodded. We were going to have to make this look believable.
Harry sat across from me at dinner.
He looked really good tonight... His hair was sticking up and was straighter than last time he had dinner here.
He winked at me when he noticed me staring.
Cheeky bastard.
I rolled my eyes and hit him in the the shins under the table, causing him to gasp.
All four parents looked our way. We both smiled innocently, and they returned to their meals.
Harry continued to play Footsie with me and I was becoming annoyed. I took both of my high heel baring feet, and placed them on Harry's lap, making sure the heel hit him.
He shot up in his chair, fighting a gasp as I laughed, smiling with satisfaction.
"You two may be excused, we need to talk privately," My mother said.
I nodded sheepishly, leading Harry to the rec. room upstairs. "Damn Parker, that hurt" he gasped as I shut the door.
I just laughed, sitting on the couch.
"So the strangest thing happened today.." I said. Harry nodded for me to continue as he sat down as well.
"My parents asked if I.. Loved you!" I said in disbelief.
Harry gasped, "My parents asked me the same thing!"
"What did you say?" I asked, quickly.
"I didn't want to find out what would happen if I said anything but yes," he said.
"Me too. Why would they ask, though?" I asked, lying back and resting my feet on his lap.
He tensed up. "I'm not going to hurt you!" I laughed. He relaxed a bit, leaning into the couch.
Harry's POV:
"Why would they ask, though?" Her words rung through my head.
I knew exactly why they asked. And I knew exactly what was about to happen. But I also knew I couldn't tell Julia anything. Would she be mad I knew for so long and hadn't told her? No.. I told myself, she couldn't be. It's not my fault.. I really couldn't tell her. Maybe she doesn't have to know that I knew..

"Harry?" She snapped my out of my trance.
"Huh?" I asked, discombobulated.
"I said, have you talked to Kenzie lately?"
"That's a story for another time," I sighed.
"We've got quite a while. When parents talk its never a short conversation." She reminded me.
"Okay, well-
(A/n; yes, this is a flashback within a flashback.)
"Hello?" She answered the phone.
Wasn't expecting that one..
"Uh-" I hung up.
Seriously? Now I felt bad, but I knew I wouldn't be able to talk to her on the phone.
Before I knew what I was doing, I pulled on a hoodie and headed out the door.
I knew she lived in the same neighborhood as Lou, but I didn't know exactly where..
I knocked on a few doors, only to receive awkward stares or 'no one by the name of Kenzie lives here's.
This was exhausting.
I decided to try one more house. I had practically been through the whole neighborhood anyway.
I walked up the stairs to a small house. The outside was quite beat up, but it still had some charm to it.
I knocked, hesitantly. Only seconds later, Makenzie opened the door.
"Harry!" She gasped, clearly embarrassed.
"Kenzie why did you kiss him?" The words shot out of my mouth.
"Why did you kiss Julia?!" She shot back.
"Kenzie I.."
"Whatever Harry. You clearly like her,"
"I could say the same thing about you and whatever you kissed in the park!" I spat.
"I don't even KNOW him Harry!"
"Oh, so you were trying to make me jealous?" I rolled my eyes, childish.
"Yes Harry, yes I was. Because I wanted you to know how it felt!" Her face was red and her eyes were glossy.
"Kenzie I'm sorry... I don't want Julia. I want you," I said, stepping closer.
She looked at the ground.
"Harry..." "Please," I whispered.
She looked up at me, and there was only inches between us. "I need to know that I can trust you, Harry." She breathed. "You can, baby" I said, pressing my lips softly to hers. "Kenzie?!" I heard someone yell from inside.
"Harry you should go," she said abruptly, pushing against my chest.
"Who was that?" I said, looking around her.
"Nothing Harry it's-" She was cut off by someone appearing in the doorway.
The same someone she kissed in the park.
"It's not what you think!" She said.
"Really? Because I don't know if I can trust YOU." I said harshly, stomping away from the house.
In hindsight, maybe I should've just called.
-End Harry's flashback-
"Wow. Are you guys still fighting?" She asked.
I nodded, "we haven't talked since. Part of me feels like I should let her explain, but the other half never wants to see her again,"
It was nice that Julia and I could talk about this kind of stuff. "How about you and Niall?" I asked, wanting to get off topic. She blushed, "He asked me to be his girlfriend,"
Julia's POV:
"Awe!" He said, causing me to laugh.
"Stop it!" I blushed, lightly poking him with my foot.
"I would have never in a million years thought Niall would date again," he said.
"What..?" I asked, confused.
He became pale. "He.. He hasn't told you yet?" I shook my head, "What, Harry?"
"Don't tell Niall I mentioned anything. He'll tell when the time is right, okay?" He said, firmly.
I nodded.
When would the time be right? What if it never was? Keeping secrets wasn't exactly my thing.
I heard footsteps and quickly sat closer to Harry, pressing my lips to his.
"Parents, play along." I ordered.
He nodded, resting his hands on my lower back. Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in" I said. Harry wrapped his arms around me as our mothers came upstairs.
"Oh, how cute! We didn't interrupt anything did we?" Melinda asked.
Harry blushed and shook his head.
"Well um.. We need to have a chat, come downstairs?" My mother asked. We nodded, holding hands as we walked, trying not to make it look awkward.
We sat down in the living room. Our fathers were already there and I was getting a bad feeling.
I looked at Harry, and felt like he knew something I didn't. "Now, we're going to talk, and your going to listen, understood?" My father asked.
I nodded, gripping Harry's had so hard it was turning white. "You two have been going out for a while know,"
Jeff began.
"You both admitted you were in love," My mother added. "And your both going to be going to college soon." My father interjected.
"So we've all been talking and-"
"You guys are going to get married!" They all said in unison. Married? Married?! MARRIED TO HARRY?!
"What?! I'm only 18! I can't get married!" I gasped.
"You can and you will." My father said calmly.
"Don't you care about what I want?" Shouted, standing up and freeing myself from Harry's grip.
"Now Julia, calm down," my mother said.
"No! I... I hate you!" I said, running upstairs.
What had I done? I'm sure I hurt Harry's feelings... And I've never said or done anything like that to my parents. Ever.
I slammed and locked my door, not planning on coming out. Harry's POV:
I sat on the couch, in shock. I knew that was coming, but Julia sure as hell didn't, that was obvious.
Her parents were clearly in shock as well, what just happened was very unlike Julia.
I sighed, breaking the silence.
"When's the wedding?"

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