Future Mrs. Styles… Maybe

Hi I'm a girl that got her parents taken away from her. I'm a girl that got her right to marry who she wants taken away from her too. Whoever knew that it ended in such a positive way? Well everyone knew except for Harry and I. I'm now Angeline Marie Patterson Styles… maybe… Read and Find out how life is one hell of a roller coaster, you just have to choose if you're going to endure it or derail of the track. The choice is always yours.


5. New Discoveries and Engaged Friends

*Angie's P.O.V*

After Patricia and Anne left, Harry and I decided that he gets the master bedroom and I get the blue room. I was in the room unloading my things as was Harry. After I finished sorting everything in the closet, I flopped down on my bed. I closed my eyes, trying to take a nap when I felt the spot next to me sink.

I sighed. "Yes Harry?"

I opened my eyes to see him staring at me. "I'm hungry."

I fake gasped. "Really?"

"Don't be sarcastic with me."

"What are you going to do about it?"

He stayed silent which made me worried. I then felt the familiar feeling of being tickled. I squirmed around, laughing as Harry tickled me.

"Harry! Stop!" I yelled in between giggles.

"Say 'Harry's the best'" He said smiling evilly as I squirmed underneath him.


He then tickled harder making me thrash underneath him.

"Okay, okay Harry's the best." I said.

He stopped tickling me. I got my breathing stable and looked at him.

"You're a monster you know that?"

"One sexy monster." He said cheekily.

I punched him in the arm.  "You thought you were."

I ran out the room. "Try and catch curly."

"Come back here!" He growled. 

That made me run even faster. "No!"


I ran into the kitchen and found a space on a floor cupboard. I wedged my way in there and closed the cupboard. I heard Harry's footsteps come in the kitchen. I put my hand over my mouth and slowed my breathing.

"I know you're in here Angie. C'mon come out. Nothings going to happen to you if you don't come out." He cooed.

I was chuckling to myself when I heard him opening and closing cupboards. I stopped and my eyes widened. I heard the cupboard next to open and close. I prayed to God that something should happen.

I heard his large hands on the handles and he was about to open it when the doorbell rang. I heard his hands release the handles and exhaled.. I heard his footsteps exit the kitchen and head to the front door. I took this chance to get out and go and find a new place. I crept towards the corner and peered from it. I saw Harry and the rest of the guys there. Harry's back was towards me and they looked in a deep conversation. I took this opportunity to appear from my hiding spot. I was almost to a door when I felt a pair of eyes on me. I looked up and saw Louis's sea green eyes. I put my finger to my lips and he nodded.

"Louis what are you looking at?" Harry asked.

"Uh... you know I've just been seeing these black spots in my vision a lot. Don't worry they're gone now. What were you saying before?" He lied.

I took this opportunity to open the door and slip in the place. I felt the walls for a switch and flicked it. I turned around saw a flight of stairs. I walked down them and saw 6 doors. I went to the first door, expecting to see a bedroom but saw a room with paintbrushes and blank walls.

I'm guessing the owner before us(yes as in Harry and I) had this room for painting. I smiled and closed the door. I could do something in that room. I went to the other door also expecting a room but I saw a room full of instruments. I gasped and tears spring to my eyes. Why? Because in the corner was the most beautiful guitar ever. I ran over and picked it up carefully. It felt so lightly in my hands.

I strummed the strings and it made the most heavenly sound ever. I tuned it a little bit, then began playing Pumped Up Kicks by Foster the People. I began playing, and the lyrics just fell out of my mouth.

'Robert's got a quick hand'

'He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plans.'

'He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging from his mouth he's a cowboy kid yeah'

'He found a six shooter gun, in his Dad's closet with a box of fun things.'

'I don't even know what, but he's coming for you yeah he's coming for you'

'All the other kids with a pumped up kicks you better run, better run, outrun my gun.'

'All the other kids with a pumped up kicks you better run, better run, faster than my bullet.'

I finished and heard clapping behind me. I whipped around and saw all the guys smirking.

"Well it looks like husband and wife are going to be the best singers." Louis said.

The guys all turned to look at him. "Really Lou?"

"Okay Louis 1) Who said I wanted to be a singer? 2) Please don't remind me of that engagement and 3) who's hungry?" I said.

"ME!?!" Niall yelled out. Everybody laughed at him.

"Okay so whatever you want to eat Niall, I'll make(or learn to make) for you. Okay?" I asked.

"Wait you can cook?" Liam asked.

"Yeah. It was something I did when I was bored or something like that." I explained.

That was all it took for Niall. He ran and hugged me. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! You are officially my new best friend."

"Watch out Harry. Niall's moving in on your girl." Louis joked.

Harry rolled his eyes but winked at me. "What ever lets just go back upstairs."

I smiled. "Okay."

I led the way up the stairs and into the kitchen. I walked towards while the boys got seated around the island. I walked towards their table and leaned on it. 

"So what do you guys want to eat?" I asked.

"Pasta!" Louis shouted.

"No tacos." Harry argued.

"No chicken." Zayn argued back.

"No pizza." Liam argued.


"How about I make pasta with chicken." Zayn and Louis smiled. "With ground beef and cheese mixed in. "Harry and Liam smiled. "With Chinese noodles." Niall fist pumped.

"Yes!"  They said. 

I smiled. "Do you guys want to watch me cook?"


I nodded and got to work.

*Skip Cooking*

"So... do you guys like it?" I asked.

"Yes!" Louis shouted.

"Definitely!" Zayn said.

"Amazing!" Liam said.

"I don' like it... I love it!" Harry shouted.

I sighed in relief and then hit him in the back of his head.

"You had me worried. What about you Niall?"

"Harry, you have one lucky girl." He said.

Harry looked at me. "I know."

I smiled and pecked his cheek.

*Skip Visit*

"Okay see you guys tomorrow."

"Bye." They chorused.

I locked the door and leaned against it. I walked to the living room and crashed on the couch. I heard Harry enter in and laughter. I opened 1 eye and saw him above me. 

"Can I help you?" I asked.

"Yes I'm looking for my fiance." He said.

"Well what does she look like?"

"She has brunette hair, chocolate brown eyes, and the most dazzling smile that can light up the world."

"What's her name?" 

"Her name is Angeline Marie Paterson."

"You're a liar you know that?" I said seriously.

He leaned closer. "I wish I was but I'm not. You really are beautiful."

I pecked his cheek. "Aww that's sweet."

"I know. Also you miss love."

"What did I miss?"

"My lips." He then crashed his lips on mines.


Once again I end the chap with a kiss. I hope you like this chapter make sure you heart, comment and share this story. I will get back to you. Bye!

Chucking Up the Dueces! :)

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