Redemption

Spencer's POV



I couldn't believe it.
The words that were leaving everyone's mouths slowly broke me.
Firstly, I was being forced to marry a freaky gang leader who is obsessed with himself.
And Secondly, I am being forced to move out of my home and live with a guy who I only just met.
I've heard so many stories about him. And I assume they are all true.
Only he would be the one with different girls each night.
Only he would fight people just because they glanced at him.
Only he would turn up in my room and scare the living life out of me.
Only he would s- "Spencer", my mothers voice broke me from my thoughts.
"Hmm?", I say, looking up from the dining table at my mother.
"Mr. Styles is taking you out today. You will discuss things further and decide", she spoke.
Decide what?
I slowly nodded my head after being stared at intensely by Harry. I didn't want to object and then wake up in the middle of the night to see him hovering over me with a sinister smile.
I shake the thoughts from my brain before everyone stood up and started walking away.
My father went into his office. My mother began climbing up the stairs. Which left Harry and I.
"Come on", he smirked, resting his hand on the small of my back, guiding me to the front door.


We climbed into his sleek black range rover before he began driving.



"Where are we going?", I asked curiously.
"I take it you weren't listening through that entire conversation back there?", he chuckled.
I shook my head. No, I was too busy worrying about Harry and the fact that I have to live with him!
"Mr. Styles I get that y-", I was cut off.
"Call me Harry", he said gently, taking my hand in one of his and resting them in my lap.
"H-Harry I don't think you understand. I never knew about this. I hardly even know you. How can you expect me to move out of my home and in with you?", I asked, scared that he would get angry at me and suddenly snap.
I glanced at him at the same time he glanced at me.
"I don't want to force you into any of this. Just remember, you are doing this for your fathers safety", he said, looking back at the road. "And your family's"
"What do you mean?", I asked.
"Another thing you have no idea about?", he frowned, looking at me again, "It seems I must speak with you parents. There is a lot that they haven't been telling you"
I frowned. I don't understand what he means.
How am I protecting them?

"When you were younger, you father did something unforgivable in the business world. It was so terrible that his life was at stake", Harry started, "To protect her husband, your mother jumped in and offered something that nobody saw coming. Marriage to one of their daughters"
My mother practically put me up for sale?
"Don't hate your mother for putting the idea into everyone's heads. I was the one that chose you that night. You were sitting across the dinner table. So innocent and pure. Nothing much has changed I can see", he smirked. "Still the same as that ten year old sweet heart"



But so much has changed.
I never knew that my parents would do such a thing.
"Who wanted to kill my father?", I asked.
"My father", he spoke. I almost choked on air that was filling my lungs, "And he still does"
"W-What did he do to make him hate him so much?", I asked.
"Something unforgivable", Harry spoke.
"Such as...?", I pressed.
"You really ask too many questions for a shy seventeen year old", he said, easing us out of the conversation.
"S-Sorry", I whisper, looking out the window in embarrassment
"It's fine. Let's just go out for lunch and we can talk things over. Where is it that you want to move to?", he asked.

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