High kingdoms

"Look you don't like me and I don't like you. Now we can just be civil for tonight and then have nothing to do with each other."
"I don't think thats going to happen hun. We may be spending the rest of our lives together." He says.
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6. Chapter 5

"Get up. Now!" I hear Harry shout as he walks past my room. I groan and roll over but I miscalculated how close the edge was and so I'm now lying on the floor. Great this day possibly couldn't get any worse. I get up as I don't need another reason for Harry to be annoyed with me. Today my parents are making a little speech that I have to sit through and smile for. They are then going to some big conference in another country leaving me alone with the Styles family.

I have a shower and then wrap my self up in a robe and put my hair in a towel so it can be styled later. I then walk downstairs where everyone is eating breakfast. As usual I am the last person to arrive.

"So nice of you to join us." Harry says pulling out the chair next to him for me to sit on. I gulp breakfast down not paying attention to the conversation.

"Please may I be excused." I ask

"Yes, your stylist will be up in a minute to sort out those horrible nail beds of yours. You can come to my room if you want for a chat while we get our hair sorted." My mum says. I really don't want to have to sit there with her and have a chat. I couldn't think of anything worse.

"I'll think about it." I say. I walk out the room.

"Some shoes would be nice." I hear Harry shout after me. I growl, just because I didn't wear any for breakfast he then has to make fun of me for it.

Maria my stylist is already in my room when I get there sorting out her extensive range of prodding tools. "Sit down." She says in her Italian accent. She does wonder to people but is one of the most rude people I've met. Although Harry probably takes number one spot at the moment. I sit in the chair and let her do whatever she needs to. I get used to her muttering every time she picks up a bit of my hair of a finger as they look pretty awful. My nails are a mint green colour to match my dress. By hair is curled and she had just dyed it temporarily as well by putting in some blonde highlights into the dull brown colour that grows out of my head. My head and hands feel so sore after everything she had done to them and she has only just started on my face. I hear the door squeak and someone walk in.

"Hey C." His voice is so sexy why does it have to be like that.

"Harold." I say coldly. I watch him walk over to my bed and sit on it through my mirror.

"Close." Maria shouts at me. I shut my eyes as she applies stuff.

"So you excited for next month?" He asks.

"I'm trying to not think about it to be honest. I bet you are."

"Yeah I get to marry a beautiful lady." I snort because I know thats not the only reason

"Done." Maria says. I open my eyes and see an elegant lady staring back at me. I get up and hug her.

"Thank you so much." I say, she just nods and leaves the room. I walk over to the bag that my dress is in and unzip it.

"Turn around Harry."

"I'm going to be sharing a bed with you soon so I don't really see the point.

"Do it!" I growl.

"You follow orders from me not the other way round."

"Who said I follow orders." I ask treading on a very thin line.

"If you don't I know some very nice places that you can stay in." He says smiling but I can see the force in his eyes. I gulp and just turn around to slip my dress on. I feel really exposed with him watching me getting changed. "You have a beautiful body." He says, I flash him a fake smile. He walks up to me and fingers the zip. He pulls on the back of my bra and lets it slap against my skin. I scream out in pain. "Whoops." He says zipping it up. I gulp and move away from him. I have just realized that he is wearing navy trousers and a white shirt with the top button undone. God he looks good.

"We should probably go." I say walking out the room to stop myself from staring at him. I walk down the corridors to the entrance to the bid balcony where the speech is being held. Harry takes my hand and we walk through the doors. A massive cheer enters my ears making them ring. We wave for a bit and then sit down in the seats that have our names on. Harry's parents are sitting across from us, my parents then walk out and start to give their speech. I drone out as I've heard it a million times before. Choosing matches stops love from tearing families apart. Blah blah blah. It gets to the end and I prepare to leave.

"One last thing before we go. I believe Harold Styles would like to say a few things." I frown at him but he just winks and walks up to the platform.

"I would just like to say to Cecilia." He says turning around and looking at me and beckoning for me to get up and join him. I sigh and walk over. I reach him and he gets down on one knee. "Cecilia will you marry me?" He asks. I was wrong the day has just got worse. I know I have to say yes but once I do I will be forced into a life of misery with him.

"Yes." I squeal pretending to be excited. What have I just done? There is a big applause and we both just smile as he slips a ring on my finger. he gets up and we briefly kiss as it is really awkward and we aren't meant to kiss for that long. We walk back inside where I am greeted by my parents.

"Congratulations." They shout, even though they knew he was going to propose today.

"Thank you. Have a safe flight." I say hugging my dad and then my mum.

"Thank you darling. See you in a week." She says letting go of me and then walking off towards the helipad.

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