Forced To Marry My Enemy (ON HOLD)

He smiles as I walk down the isle.
This was not how it was supposed to be..
I finally reach the alter and he takes my hands in his.
I stare into his eyes knowing this is wrong. What's about to happen is happening for all the wrong reasons.



18. Chapter 17

Bella's POV

I smile to myself as I pull on my heels. It's March 17th. Which means it's my parent's anniversary. I've missed my dad so much. He came home early from his mission just to celebrate.

"I can't believe i'm wearing this thing.." Harry walks in wearing his tux. I gasp and laugh to myself. "Wow. Still look good in a tux." He walks closer to me pulling me to his chest. "You still look good in everything." I roll my eyes and he chuckles.

I sit at my black vanity and look for my gold earrings. I find and and start putting them in. I see Harry fidgeting in the mirror on the bed. "Something wrong Harry?" I ask chuckling. "Uh.. I wanna ask you something but. You might say no.." I walk over to him after putting in my earrings. "Just ask Harry." He takes a deep breath. "I want you to divorce Zayn." 

"What? Wait, how do you know we got married? And it's not even a real marriage! Why the hell is it-" He cuts me off. "Because I want you back! And I don't need his greasy ass head getting in the way." I look at him confusedly and sigh. We're gonna be late. We should get going." I walk out the bedroom and downstairs. I hear Harry;s boots come down the steps and walk out the door.

I get in the car and look out the window waiting for him to drive. Looking across the street I see a red mask. Kinda like Deadpool but just all red.. I quickly get out the car grabbing a gun. The man starts to run and I do as well. I kick off my heels while running to go faster. I start to catch up to him and get a better view.

I get a clear shot and behind his kneecap. I got you now you fucker. I hear Harry run up to me and yells: "Who the hell did you just shoot!?" I take some breaths and walk up to the masked man.

"The man who tried to kill you was watching us. I spotted him and he started to run so I chased him. Harry huffs and stares at me. "And you managed to kick your heels off in the process?" I nod and smile. "Only an immortal could run in heels." I look over toward my car. "We might be a bit late to the party." I smirk and look at Harry. "Torture time?" Harry asks smiling. "Hell yeah."

Zayn's POV

I smile as I see Ricardo and Mandy dancing on the floor. They are really happy. I hope Bella doesn't say anything about the cheating incident.. Chanelle walks over with our wine and I smile. I glad I'm getting over Bella. I mean I probably thought I loved her because I got married to her. And me flirting with her is natural. I'm a flirty guy! I mean that's different from being a man whore. Ew. Chanelle kisses me and I smile kissing her back. Yep this is good. No loving Bella equals no heartbreak. No heartbreak equal no sadness. And she doesn't have to deal with me. We could just get a divorc! It's a win-win situation. I take a swig of my wine and pull Chanelle close. No drama bullshit equals happy me. 


A/N: Hey people! I have a couple things I need to say. First off, omf 11.7k reads!!! AAAAH!! I cried when I saw it. Thank you guys so much. Second, I have a new story up. The Alpha Prince. I'm excited for this one. Iv'e never written a werewolf story before so i'm excited! Thanks so much for the reads! I love you guys!!


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