"What the hell are you doing." I hear Harry whisper waking me up from my deep slumber. Note to self Harry Styles is rubbish at whispering. Someone's arms are wrapped around me. It's Niall I can tell from his cologne.
"She wanted me to stay with her while she slept." Niall says moving slightly.
"Okay but you could have just sat in a chair or something rather than get in bed with her." Harry whisper shouts.
"Hey it's alright Hazza. Their just friends, her parents have just passed away she would have asked the same if it was any of us." I hear Louis say.
"Not me. She will never let me spoon her in the evenings." He says. I can here the sadness in his voice. Good, he has done nothing nice to me.
"Don't worry I'll get out you can come and cuddle her." Niall says. He puts my head down on a pillow and slide his arm out from underneath me. Wait does that mean Harry is getting in. I feel someone climb into the bed and his strong arms wrap around my body. Yep its Harry because his necklace is dangling in my face. I sneeze as the chain is tickling my nose and I roll over away from him.
"God she even doesn't want to be with me when she's asleep." Harry says shuffling around on the bed. I decide to open my eyes and sit up resting against the back board. Louis and Liam are playing video games in the corner thats full of bean bags and screens, and Niall is sitting on the floor. Harry is gazing at me like I'm some sort of Angel.
"Come on Harry." A little girl shouts running down a steep bank. Her hair billowing out behind her. Something looks very familiar about her. A boy then comes rolling down the hill and stops at the lake that she is staring into.
"Hi excuse me do you know where..." I start to shout but a man walks straight through me heading towards the children.
"Cecilia sweet you need to come with me." He says in a soft voice but I can tell that it's fake.
"No daddy don't take her away." The boy called Harry shouts stepping in front of Cecilia. Wait is this a junior version of me and Harry together but I thought we had never met before.
"Move out my way Harold." The man says, he must be Harry's dad. He steps forward and swats Harry out the way like he is just a fly.
"Bye bye Harry. See you tomorrow." Young me shouts and walks off taking the mans hand.
"C. Don't ever forget me." Harry shouts standing up. He looks at her like he just did for me like there is an angel inside of me.
"I love you Harry." Little me shouts while she is dragged away by Harry's dad. Harry spots something in the lake and walks closer to it. I move so I have a better view as well. In the water is a shimmering necklace with my birth stone attached to it.
"I will find you." Harry whispers just loud enough for me to hear. I then feel a pull on my back as I'm lifted out of the scene and placed back in normal time.
I sit up gasping for breath choking on nothing. Someone slaps my back trying to help me. Niall passes me some water that I gulp down. Slowly my breathing recovers.
"What happened?" I ask puzzled on how I got back in the room.
"You passed out again." Harry says looking at me worriedly.
"You've been out for two days. Harry hasn't moved since." Louis says laughing and nudging his elbow.
"Yeah." I say looking around confused. Everything seems normal so how come little things trigger the weird visions. In the first one I was me but the one just now I was just someone watching it. How come they only feel like a few minutes but I'm out for days?
"What's wrong do you feel alright." Liam asks looking really worried. I nod still completely confused. Niall has moved to the top right corner of the bed and Harry is in the top left corner. I sink my head down into Niall's lap and stare up at the ceiling.
"Do you want to talk to us about it?" Harry asks, taking my hand and rubbing his thumb up and down it. I snatch it back and move my hand so it's under my body. Harry sighs and leans against the wall.
"I will just not with you." I say, glaring at him.
"You will have to start telling me everything if we are going to rule this kingdom together." He says grabbing my arm and pulling it out from under me. He takes my hand again but holds it tight this time.
"Oh come on. We all know I won't have single say in it at all. You four will just sort everything out and any suggestion I make will be counted as ridiculous." I say laughing slightly. Nobody says anything so I know that I was right. I don't have any say of my own country. I hate my life. Niall is absentmindedly fiddling with my hair plaiting little strands and twisting them round his tanned fingers. There is a knock at the door and suddenly Niall pushes me over to Harry where I sit down on his lap. He wraps his arms around me while Niall grabs his phone and pretends to be doing something.
Harry and Louis start up a random conversations about carrots and Liam is reading a magazine on woman's fashion the only problem is that the magazine is upside down.
"Yeah." I shout. The door opens and Harry's mum walks in.
"Proper ladies do not shout Yeah when someone knocks on their door." She scolds me. I roll my eyes and pick at my finger nails.
"What would you like mother." Harry says. I rest my head on his chest and breath in his scent. Any chance I get to smell him is magical.
"I was thinking that you could go away for a week to that little cottage you used to go to. And then come back all fresh and renewed ready for the funeral and the wedding." At the mention of the funeral I burst out crying again. "See what I mean. Oh and why your there try and teach her some manners." She says acting like I'm not even in the room. She then stalks out slamming the door. I almost can't resist shouting that slamming a door isn't a lady like thing to do.
"Aren't you two just couple goals." Louis says in a weird voice. I groan and blush slightly. I hope no one noticed because being in Harry's arms is amazing.
"Right we should get ready then." Harry says. I get off him and stand up, although from the amount of lying down I've been doing I get a bit of a head rush and start to sway on my feet. Harry rushes over and grabs me. "I've got you baby. It's alright." He whispers in my ear. My vision comes back and I ruffly shake his hands off me. "Uh, what did my mum say about manners." He says scolding me as well.
"I don't give a fuck what you mum says." I shout at him his jaw drops slightly but he recovers quickly.
"You are unbelievable. I can't stand her someone take her out." Harry says turning his back to me.
"I can walk myself out thank you Louis." I shout striding out the room before Louis can get anywhere near me. I turn right and walk to my room slamming the door and locking it. I turn around and see Louis standing in the middle of my room.
"How the hell did you get in here?" I ask opening the curtains and letting some light into the dark room. All my furniture has gone and in its place are some sofas and a table tennis table.
"What has happened to my room?" I shout at him.
"Well this isn't your room this is the snug now. The whole corridor has been turned into our private sweet. Harry didn't think you would want your parents old one so he built you a new one. Me, Liam and Niall all have rooms off yours and Harry's bedroom and this room joins up to it as well. That door leads to Harry's study that one to a kitchen and that one to your study." He says pointing at the different rooms.
"That's it." I shout storming off to where I thought the corridor to our room is but I end up in a large bathroom with a Jacuzzi in it. I turn around ready to march out but Harry is standing in the doorway.
"Sorry but your going to have to wait in here until we're all packed as you still haven't cooled down." He says smiling and then shuts the door and locks it. I rush up to the door and start banging on it and kicking it. "I'd stop doing that if I were you. your giving everyone a headache." harry shouts. I groan and sink down the door with my back resting against it.
How have I ended up in this state, with a fiance that I hate. A load of servants that only obey Harry except Niall but if Harry knew he wouldn't be here much longer and being locked in a bathroom by my future husband. If I could I would kill myself but knowing Harry he has probably got everything to be made of rubber or something so I won't try anything.
"Louis, what should I do this week?" I hear Harry ask, at least I can eavesdrop on their conversation.
"What do you mean Haz?"
"With Cecilia should I be nice or like my parents want me to be?"
"Do whatever you feel is right. You need to do what your parents say otherwise bad things will happen to the both of you but you also have to do what you feel is right. You should stay as you are but just tone it down a bit."
"I think I know why she keeps passing out." This I need to hear! "Its her fortune telling side coming out. Her mum was the one who stopped it but with her gone its out in full force. I'm worried Lou, I really am." I hear two pairs of footsteps walking off as they continue the conversation else where.
So Harry is getting orders from his parents to be the annoying person that he is, and I'm a fortune teller. This is actually crazy. Whats even worse is that clearly Harry does like me otherwise he wouldn't have a problem with being nasty.