Redemption

Harry's POV

We were in the car, on the way back to the house.
"What a gene pool", Zayn said.
We all laughed, agreeing that they were all indeed very nice looking.
But I only had eyes for one.
My special Spencer.
The one I have watched since she was 10. Since the day I met here. I always found her incredible. But tonight, the way she wore her white long dress and moved so perfectly, it was hard to stop thinking about her in a sexual way.
But to be honest, I always think about her like that.
And she will soon figure that out.

THE NEXT DAY

Spencer's POV

I woke up the following morning, not wanting to get out of bed, but being forced out my Grace, my Greek Maid. We had many. But she was my favourite.
"He's here Spencer! You must get up. I must get you ready!", she ran around like a wild duck, her accent making me giggle.
But soon her words caught up to me, "He's here?!", I ask, with a frown on my face.
"Yes. Yes. And he is joining you and your family for breakfast", she said as she laid out an outfit before gently pulling my hair back. Partly braided and tied up. I applied a small amount of make up, needing to look my best before I was about to change into the clothes.
"I will leave you to change", Grace spoke before rushing out.
as I was about to pull off my shirt, my door opened, making me jump in fright when I saw Harry standing there with a grin.
"Morning", he said. Grabbing me by the waist and crashing my body into his, "Sleep well?"
"Uh... um- Y-Yes", I stuttered, nervously.
Harry smirked, "I make you so nervous", his lips trailed down my neck softly, before he began planting little kisses.
"I thought about you all night last night. How beautiful you looking in that dress", he spoke, "Because you looked absolutely sexy", he tongue ran up my neck, "But you would look even sexier with nothing on, I bet"
I gasped, trying to push him away. "I-I need to get changed", I say.
He pulls away smiling, "Yes. I wouldn't want to make you late for breakfast", he spoke.
With that, he was gone.



Down at breakfast, I was forced to sit next to Harry.
His gang mates also joined us for breakfast and every time someone would try to say something, Carly or Montana were always asking Harry question, fluttering their eyes and twirling their hair.
He just looked at them with a frown, answered before speaking to my mother or father.
After we had eaten, his hand rested on my thigh, running his fingers over my leather tights.
I quickly pushed his hand away when it dragged to close to my private area.
"I think it is time we discuss the important business", my father said.
He then instructed everyone to leave, but told me to stay. So all that were left was my mother and father, myself, Harry and his next in command, Louis.
"Now, we already know that the wedding will take place after the new year, when Spencer has turned eighteen", my father said.
"B-But that's only a month away", I say gently, with a small frown.
"Everything will be ready in time. There is no need to worry about that", my mother said. She wanted me to marry him. But that's not what I meant.



I don't want to marry someone I don't love.



Later that night, I was sitting against my lounge that was built into one of my extremely large windows as I gazed up at the night sky. The stars and moon lit up the night, along with the lights from the London buildings.
"It's beautiful isn't it", his voice appeared behind me.

I quickly jumped up and turned around, facing him.
I was in no position to see him. I had just gotten into my winter pyjamas.
"I-I don't know what you are doing in here. B-But you should leave", I say in a small voice quickly.
"Don't worry. I'm just about to leave but wanted to say goodbye first and make sure you are okay up here alone", he said.
"I've been okay up here alone since I was born", I said, pulling down my duvet and sheet.
There was no doubt that he made me nervous.



I turned around to see him staring at me. "W-What?", I asked, walking to my bathroom and pulling my hair into 2 braids before walking back out.
Before I could make it to the middle of the room, Harry took me in his arms and pulled my body against his.
"I've been waiting to be alone with you all day", he whispered against my hair, making me even more nervous than I was seconds ago.
He wasn't going to...Was he?

As his lips hovered close to mine dangerously, I was taken back by his sudden movements when he swung me up bridal style and walked me to my bed and gently lay me down.
He placed the covers back over me and pushed the few strands of hair from my face.
He gently laid down next to me, propped up on his elbow as his other hand rand up and down my arm.
"I-I think you should go. My parents wouldn't be happy knowing that there is a boy in my room", I whisper gently, growing nervous as his face nears mine.
Harry bites his lip and looks over my face before planting a soft kiss on my forehead before picking himself up off the bed and starting to walk out.

Before he left his words made me choke, "I will be back tomorrow to discuss moving"

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