Stuck With You

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  • Published: 2 Feb 2014
  • Updated: 11 Jan 2016
  • Status: Complete
Harry just wanted to party for his 21st birthday. Riley just wanted to forget about her broken heart. But neither of them wanted to wake up with rings on the left hand?

Book 2 is here:


5. Waiting


“Well?” I said.

Harry and I where inside the only court office that you can just wake in and make your case.

“They are full today. But they could get an opening.” Harry said.

I rolled my eyes. “So, just have to wait for them to give us a call?”


I looked at him unsure what he meant.

“They don’t call. If you and I want the chance of an opening you and I both have to wait here, all day.”

“What!” I said a bit too loud.

“So, you’re telling me that I'm stuck here, having to wait here all day. So, just, maybe they’ll have an opening and to get this undone.”


I ran my hands throughout my hair. Walking over to a row of chairs; plopping down I cross my arms. Knowing it looked like I was throwing a fit, but I didn’t care. I just wanted this over. Mr. Popstart couldn’t stand the fact that the whole world might find out about him and me; a nobody.

Sitting there waiting for what felt like hours. I just wanted to pull my hair and scream. Couldn’t he do something? I mean, he’s famous. There should be something, anything he could do.

“You hungry?” Harry asked.

“No.” I said but my stomach growled.

“Then I won’t bring you back anything.” He said, winking at me.

He started walking off.

“Wait.” I said. “I am.”

He just looked back at me and smiled that, I knew you were smile. I took out my phone, I found photos from last night. At times I couldn’t help but to think that guy from the wedding place was a bit right. Harry and I did kinda, in a little way, a bit, looked like Him and I were in love. But how could that be, just meeting for the first time last night. Looking over my photo, realizing that my cousin wasn’t in any of them; so where’s she at and where is she now?

“Here.” Harry said holding out coffee and a white bag.

“There isn’t much choice that was close by.”

“Thanks.” I said taking it.

Slowly I took a slip of the coffee and to my surprise it was just how I like it. But how did he know.

“How did you know?” I asked looking at him.

“I don’t know, I just kinda knew…” He said trailing off thinking.

Harry and I ate coffee shop food with no words being said. About an hour after eatting a lady came over.

“The judge has an opening, right now.”

Getting up and headed in. Butterflies were in my stomach, my hands sweating, and I might have stopped breathing for a few seconds.

“What can I do for you?” The judge said.

“Him and I like a…” I started to say.

“A divorce.” Harry said.

“When were you married?” He asked.

I knew I was blushing.

“Last nigh.” I said.

“Sorry, speak up.”

“Last night, sir.” Harry said.

“Last night?” he just looked between Harry and I.

“Do you have the papers?”

“Yes.” Harry and I said together.

Harry walked up and handed him the papers.

“Humm.” The judge said reading over the papers.

“Were you guys drinking?”

I nodded my head.

“Yes.” Harry said.

“It says you guys paid for picture. My I see them?” The judge asked.

“We don’t have those photos but we do have some on my phone.” Harry said stepping forward.

“And mine.” Handing the judge my phone.

Harry gave me a ‘you didn’t tell me look’. Now, I kinda feel bad for not telling him. But him and I are trying to get this undone; I didn’t think he’d care.

The judge just looked between Harry and I.

“You’re Harry Styles from One Direction?” the judge asked.

“Yes.” Harry said.

“Well…” The judge said.

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