Marriage Contract [ON HOLD]

"You may not kiss the bride"

Keira Bright is a talented girl. She's a fashion designer and a supermodel. Not only talented, professionalism also courses through her veins. However, one day, she had to face financial problems caused by her father, who is addicted to gambling and eventually fled - leaving her behind to pay back his depths. That's when she met Harry Styles, the head owner of the most well-known resort throughout the whole world, World Resort Hotel. Harry instantly fell in love with her from the moment he saw her but problem is, she doesn't feel the same way. "Here, I'll help you out with your financial problems, only if you become my bride." Out of desperation, she had no other option. In the end, all she needed to say was, "I do."


8. A New Plan

"You seriously sure about this?" I glanced over my shoulder. 

      Harry nodded, "It's the only available option we've got." I shook my head, my mind filled with uncertainty. I started pacing back and forth inside the room, squeezing my forehead.. why must this happen to me? Was this a punishment? What have I done wrong? I've been a good girl, I've socialized with people and I've never once hurt anyone's feelings.. (sob*) I continued babbling on and on inside my head, without realizing I've been making strange face expressions in front of Harry, who almost burst out laughing seeing me in such state. Oh, so you're enjoying this, huh?

"Since we've no other way to cover this up, we'll just have to play along," a playful smile curved upon his lips. "Play along..huh," I said while leaning against the wall and trying to conceal my restless figure. "How'd they figure out that fast?"

"They say, it came from a rumor," Harry answered. "Who has been spreading these rumors?" I snapped, "If I get my hands on that person, I'd surely-"

"Would it be possible your friend, Jane did it?" he tilted his head sideways. Jane? No, she wouldn't. She talks a lot but if it was a secret, she'd surely kept it private. 

"I know Jane very well. She wouldn't have spread them," I protested. "Well, somebody did," he shrugged, "Who else was there in the cafe with you, besides Jane?"

Besides Jane.. was there someone else? My memory's quite fuzzy at the moment. I remembered talking to Jane and drinking coffee with her.. and then.. I supposed, someone came into the cafe? Someone.. umm, someone.. I know, perhaps? I'm pretty sure it was a girl. I tried focusing on her face, I couldn't possibly forget.The faded image of her face in my mind became clearer and clearer. That someone was.. 

"HANA!" I announced her name straight away, which almost made Harry jumped from his seat. It must be her! It has to be! I should pay her a visit and give her a piece of my mind!

"Keira, whatever it is inside your head, it's not worth trying," he said smoothly. I folded my arms, "So, you're saying, I can't shut her up?"

"No. By doing so, it'll only worsen the condition we're facing now. On top of that, the press already knows."

That's a shame. I sighed in disappointment.. but thinking about it, he's got a point. By mindlessly coming into her house and causing a ruckus will only attract more attention. Plus, I was the one who told her that I was married.. I admit that I was married and I even convinced her by performing a measly dialog play on the phone with Harry. She must've spread the word to everyone else and they did the same thing by telling their friends. Why'd I even do that? I could've just walked away when she asked me if I was married yet.. but I simply couldn't stand the mockery in her voice. I just had to do it! 

"So.. what do you have in mind?" I turned to Harry, looking defeated. This was my fault, if I had kept my mouth shut, none of this wouldn't have happened.

"Don't blame yourself," he spoke as if he was reading my mind. He stood up from his seat and directly made his way in front of me. We stood facing each other, neither of us moved. I didn't wanted to take another step forward, it felt awkward whenever we're closer especially after the night when we almost kissed. "Take a rest," he suggested. 

"A rest.. Yeah, that would probably be a good idea," I sighed. I should give my brain a break before it malfunctions, not only did I fell from a chair and now, I've another situation to confront with. I tried regaining my energy but since my outfit was a mess, it only slackened the mood. I've orange juice spilled all over my shirt and I even smell like oranges. Luckily, it hadn't gotten to my hair or else it might have made them sticky and there's no doubt I'll be spending the next few hours washing and drying. "Well, I'll be going now."

"Take care. Next time, be careful with that head of yours." 

      Ha ha.. very funny, Harry. Y'know, you've no sense of humor at all. I continued walking, leaving him behind. 


      The next day..

Beep beep.. beep beep.. Hmmm, turn it off. I shifted my sleeping position by turning to my right. The phone won't stop ringing, which was getting on my nerves. Who would be calling THIS early? Couldn't they wait until sunrise? 

Beep beep.. Ughhh.

      I shot upward and snatched the phone from the table. "Hello?" I answered with an unsatisfied tone. 

"Keira. It's me, Jane."

"What is it?" I yawned. 

"I'm sorry if I bothered you but you seriously need to check this out. Switch on Channel 7."

I forced myself out from bed and walked downstairs towards the living room. Oh God.. I'm so sleepy.. (yawns*) As soon as I've reached the living room, I threw myself on the sofa and reached for the remote control. "What is it you wanted me to see?"

"Just switch on channel 7," she ordered. Hmm.. okay, fine. 

[Today's headlines; 'Keira Bright, renowned fashion designer freaked out when questioned about her relationship with Harry Styles.']

WHAT THE.. ?! Suddenly, I was wide awake.

[There's been a rumor spreading claiming that these two successful individuals were married. Harry Styles, the respectful owner of the World Resort Hotel and the talented fashion designer, Keira Bright. Some thought it was only a fraud, a harmless prank but recently, the media received a picture of these two lovebirds holding hands in public. The scene was snapped and sent by an anonymous photographer.]

[In addition, upon meeting Keira during her photo shoot in Kacey's Studio, we noticed an exact identical ring worn by Harry during his arrival to the hotel. Keira freaked out when her relationship with Harry was questioned and she distinctively refused to converse. Could it be possibly true? Were they secretly married?..

"Keira, you're all over the news," Jane informed, "I hate to admit it but your 'secret' marriage isn't a secret anymore now since the entire world knows."

"Yeah, obviously."

"What are you going to do?"

"Just going to.. play along," I recalled Harry's plan. If the press badly wanted the truth, we'll give them the truth; the untruthful truth.

"Play along? What are you talking about?"

"I've to go now, Jane. Could you please notify Kacey that I'd be coming late today?"

"Yeah, sure," she replied. "Thanks, you're the best!" I said appreciatively, "Oh wait! Jane, don't hang up!"

"What's up?"

I stood up, detaching myself from the sofa, "That magazine. Umm, what's it called again? Star.. Star Magazine! Do you still have it?"

"Yeah. Why?

"Let's just say.. I'm paying someone a visit."



That afternoon..

Target nowhere in sight. I have to proceed with caution. I tiptoed and quickly hid myself behind a tree. I kept switching hiding spots and eventually, I was hiding behind the wall next to the front gate. A few seconds later, he appeared by the car porch, I tried to grab his attention by calling him over. Psst.. psst.. Harry! I waved my hands in the air, hoping he'd notice but unfortunately, he didn't. Darn.. I bit my bottom lip, what was I going to do? Attracting more attention obviously wasn't my option. I have an idea. I searched around and picked up a small rock. He was still there, so I threw it at him. The rock struck the back of his neck and he immediately turned around. "Who did that?" he yelled. 

I came out from my hiding spot and yelled back, "It's me!" I covered my face by pulling the hood over my head and with these large sunglasses, nobody would recognize me. 

"Keira? Is that you?" he doesn't seemed convinced. 

"Of course it's me! Who else were you expecting?" I retorted. 

"Yeah, it is you. I recognize that voice fairly well," he shrugged, "What are you doing? How'd you find my hous-"

"No time for question! I need to talk to you, it's urgent!"

"(sigh*) Alright then," he jumped into his car and suddenly, the front gate was open. I took a step backward.. where was he going? Didn't he just heard me? Seconds later, a sleek dark car appeared in front of me and the car door was opened. Harry looked at me expectantly, "Well, what are you waiting for? It's not safe talking here." I hesitated for a moment but eventually gave in. "Don't forget to wear your seat belt," he reminded. 

      He took me to the harbor. Normally, around this time of day, there wasn't a lot of people around so it was the perfect place for us to discuss. "You could take off the hood now," he gestured. 

"Did you watch the news?" I asked him directly, changing the subject.

He slid both of his hands into his pockets, "Yeah, I did. We made a pretty cute couple in that picture, don't you think?" I glanced at him, "Stop joking around."

"Oh well," he surrendered, "What did you wanted to talk about?"

"I've actually got an idea but I would need you to tag along."

He seemed interested somehow, "An idea? Alright, tell me." I took off the hood and grinned, "Recently, I've gotten an invitation for an interview at Kacey's. It was supposed to be an interview for my new collection.. but there'll be a few twists in the schedule."

"So, this was your new plan?"

"I'm just playing along, like you told me to," I teased.

"Well, count me in."      



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