The door slammed loudly behind me, making the room echo with the loud thump. I felt Harry’s presence lingering behind me and I stiffened. Whatever was about to happen was inevitable now and I couldn’t escape no matter how hard I tried. In fact, it might make the whole situation worse. Soon, he appeared in front of me and I became paralyzed with fear from what I saw.

Harry’s eyes were simmering with the most intense anger I had ever seen.I felt like I was shrinking in size under his furious gaze it was that overpowering.

“I am so infuriated by you,” Harry seethed. His teeth were clenched and I was surprised that he could even speak. This was the first thing he had said to me since I deliberately refused his kiss. “Do you have any idea what you have done?”

I stood there so stiffly that my feet were becoming numb in the tall heels that I wore. I wanted to take them off, but I didn’t dare move. It was as if Harry was a snake and I was the prey and if I made even the slightest movement, he would strike and send his deathly poison coursing through my veins.

“You embarrassed me,” he growled, clenching his fists. “You refused me in front of everyone.” He moved closer to me, but I didn’t inch away.

I opened my mouth to speak, softening my eyes, my bottom lip trembling. “I-I’m sorry, Harry. I-I wasn’t thinking.”

He stepped further and our bodies were almost touching. I cowered under his tall stature, intimidated by his fury. “You humiliated me in front of my family. Everyone.”

I looked down, feeling hot tears well in my eyes. “I know,” I whimpered. “I’m sorry.”

Harry gripped my wrists tightly and pushed me up against the wall with a loud thud. I huffed, a puff of air escaping my lungs without permission. If I wasn’t scared before, you could believe I was now. I had never seen him like this. But I knew what was wrong with him. I had hurt his pride and he was upset about that.

“You will learn to love me,” he snarled, grasping painfully around my wrists. If he continued to squeeze them, I was sure he would stop the blood flow. “Do you understand?”

I couldn’t bring myself to answer so I stared up, wide eyed, at his livid expression. Finally, I reluctantly nodded, feeling myself bend to his will.

“Good girl,” he said. I was released and I stood glued to the wall. Harry walked to my bed and plopped down on the luscious quilt, crossing his arms over his chest. “Get changed. Since everyone officially knows of our marriage proposal you’ll be staying with me from now on.”

“What?” I asked, my face dropping instantly. He was kidding right? Right?

I saw his frown melt into a cocky smirk, proud that he had gotten a reaction out of me. “It’s tradition for a man to sleep with his wife after marriage,” he confessed, tapping his feet against the floor. “We aren’t married yet so you’ll just be staying in a room near mine.”

I mentally sighed in relief once I realized that I wouldn’t be sleeping in the same bed as Harry… yet. Once we were married, I knew he would enforce that tradition immensely. And who knew what would happen to me then… I forced the thought away, inwardly shivering.

“Get changed and I’ll show you to your new room,” Harry ordered, pointing his thumb in the direction of my wardrobe. “I’ll have the guards send for your stuff in the morning.”

I nodded, hesitantly scampering toward my closet. I could feel Harry’s eyes on me as he watched my every movement. I pulled out a pair of loose fitting sweat pants and a t-shirt. Then, I hid behind my changing screen so that Harry couldn’t see anything I didn’t want him to see and slid the clothes on quickly.

“Come on,” Harry said, reaching his hand out for me to take. I reluctantly took it, afraid that I would be reprimanded once more if I refused his touch.

He led me out into the hall and I stumbled behind him as he jerked me forward. The walls were lined with intricate paintings and sculptures. I could see the brush strokes on each picture and it was like they were forming some kind of pattern. We stopped at a door and Harry opened it, revealing a bedroom that looked exactly like my previous one.

“My room is right across the hall,” Harry gestured toward the other closed door. I gulped, afraid to know what was behind it.

I stepped inside, as did Harry, and closed the door. Before I could say anything, I was instantly pushed against the wall again. Harry peered down at me with dark eyes, swirling with lust. “You will kiss me this time,” he warned before smashing his mouth to mine.

His lips were dominant over mine, moving fiercely and harshly. I was caught off guard by the intensity of the kiss and it took a moment for me to gain some momentum. But soon, I was moving with him. I did my best to return his desire because I was frightened not too.

Harry pulled away and rested his forehead against mine. His breath fanned against my swollen, pink lips as he smiled. “Wow,” he said breathlessly. “That was amazing.”

To be honest, I agreed with him. It was honestly one of the best kisses I had ever experienced, not like I had experienced many. When it came to relationships, I was extremely novice. Back in the states, I was never one to have a boyfriend. I had kissed a boy once or twice, but that was about it and it was meaningless.

But I couldn’t help but think that this kiss actually meant something.

Harry placed one last chaste kiss on my tender lips before pulling away. “A governess will stop by your room tomorrow,” he said. “She’ll teach you the basics of being a princess.”

I nodded, feeling flustered from before. So many questions and thoughts were running through my mind. Harry grabbed the door handle and waved my way before leaving.

“Goodbye, beautiful.”

Notes

Alright, I'm sorry this is sooo short, but I felt like I needed to get something out to you guys. And I'm sorry if there are any typos. Didn't proofread before posting.

Anyway, I wanted to let you guys know that I'll be going on a short hiatus from this story. And I'm extremely sorry. I'm just so busy with school. Plus, I have a fanfiction that I want to solely stick with writing it. It's been difficult for me this year because I'm taking two online college courses through my high school, plus one AP class. So as you can see, I'm really stressed.

And I'm afraid I have more bad news. I won't be continuing Can't Buy Me Love. Again, I'm extremely sorry. But I just don't have any inspiration for it. You may come up with your own conclusion or just rewrite the story however you want. It's up to you!! Please forgive me.

To appease you guys, if you would like to read anything else I write, just go to onedirectionfanfiction.com. I write two Harry fics on there. I'm under the name bsw24.

Thanks for reading. It means a lot. :) Love ya!

Also, has anyone purchased the Haim album, Days Are Gone? I want to know if it's any good. Please let me know.!