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The Arranged Wedding

Chapter 8

Annabeth Styles POV.

I sat in my sitting room crying. The pregnancy test had come back negative, just as they had all shown for months. I wasn't crying because I really wanted a kid, I was crying because Riden was becoming impatient with me. His anger at me for still not carrying his child was immense. He would always ask what's wrong with my body. Even I was starting to question the same thing. When we went to the doctor they said I have the perfect fertility for getting pregnant, and my body was very well built for carrying a child. Still, after three months there was no sign of a baby anywhere inside of me.

I missed Harry. I hated this house without him, and constantly found myself going in his bedroom, putting one of his shirts on, and falling asleep in his bed. It was the only place in the house that I found comfort. Each time Riden would find me he would scream, and curse. Each time I was left with bruises and cuts all along my body. Still, daily when I had the chance I found myself in there. I hated myself for telling him to leave. I should have never done that. At least with him here I had someone to talk to. With him here I had someone to care about me. Now I'm completely alone.

Harry has been gone for three months now he must have found a girl much prettier than I. A girl who could be only his, and could treat him the way he was meant to be treated. Just the thought of Harry with another woman made my heart hurt. Now I knew what it must have felt like for him. Still, no matter how much I hated it, I couldn't keep the thoughts of Harry giving his love to another. She would probably be a pretty blond. A girl who he would hold close to him on the beach, and shield from the world. Who he would protect and cherish. The girl who would spark an immediate connection, even faster than ours.

All the thoughts of Harry made me begin to miss him even more. I got up from where I was sitting, and went to his room. As always I stripped myself from my clothes, and slipped one of his shirts over my body. They we're so large on me, it made its way down to my mid thigh. I climbed onto his bed, and hid under the velvet covers. His smell still lingered here. I was so desperate to keep the deep rich smell in here, I begged the house workers not to wash and change his sheets. Do not clean his room, leave it how he left it. I felt my eyelids slowly start to fall down.

"Again Annabeth! How many times do we have to go over this until you learn your lesson! Your place isn't here, this is Harry's room! Harry is gone, now get your ass up and put your clothes on!" Riden yelled at me, ripping the covers off of my body. I ignored him, and pulled the covers over my head again. I closed my eyes again, and placed my hands on my ears.

"You know what Annabeth, whatever! Do whatever the fuck you want!" He yelled at me. I heard Harry's door slam shut, and I peeked from over the covers. He left me alone. He actually gave in. I put my foot down, didn't do as I was told, and he actually let me get away with it.

"See Harry, I can stand up for myself." I whispered. I then let out a sad laugh, that was mixed with a sob. I have never felt so lonely in my entire life...

When I woke up, I checked my phone to see it was half past six. Being as dinner was at seven, I should probably get ready. I went into Mine and Riden's bedroom, and slipped my close off, I put on my favorite white dress. It lightly lifted my mood, but when I looked in the mirror I saw how terrible my face and hair looked. I put on some makeup and did my hair in big curls. I looked at my phone. Five minutes until dinner. I put on some heels to match, and ran down stairs. I stopped halfway down when I saw a familiar face. I then rushed down the stairs and hugged the boy.

I couldn't tell you how nice it was to see a familiar face...

Harry Styles POV.


Delilah slowly walked into the house. She had a stuffed bear and a blanket clutched to her chest. She seemed quite weary, until she saw me. She started to giggled, and ran towards me. I watched as she climbed up on the couch, and then fell on to my lap. Zayn laughed at her seeming quite delighted. I laughed with him, and placed a small kiss on Delilah's forehead.

"I missed you Harry! I missed Zayn too! They said I can stay here! They said so, they really did!" They girl cheered. My heart melted as I noticed she was so happy, she had begun to cry. I hushed her, and held her to me. It was a weird feeling having a child need you so much. It made me feel bigger, and older at that. It made all my problems seem to vanish, because they weren't her problems, and I had to protect my little Delilah.

"We missed you very much as well! Now come along, Harry and I got you a nice room setup." Zayn told her. She jumped off my lap clapping her hands together. She took Zayn's hand, and he led her to the room. I followed behind them. Leaned in the doorway, and watched them. Zayn sat on the bed, a huge smile on his face. Delilah's mouth was hung open, as she looked at the room. She stood right in the middle unsure of what to do with herself.

"This is all for me?" She asked us. She turned around looking back and forth between Zayn and I, as we nodded. She covered her mouth with her hand, and started bawling. I started to freak out, and rushed towards her. I picked her up, and started to rock her back and forth.

"Hey shh, don't cry now love. If you don't like it we'll have it fixed until you do sweetheart. Hush now love don't cry." I told her, doing my best to comfort her. I was a bit disappointed I will admit. It took me forever to find the perfect princess bed. Maybe she doesn't like princesses.

"Harry, I don't think that's why she's crying." Zayn told me, snickering slightly. I frowned in confusion, as Delilah began to wipe at her eyes.

"I love it Harry it's perfect!" Delilah told me, and my whole body relaxed. Then I she wiggled out of my arms. She took the blanket and stuffed bear she had come in with, and climbed on the bed next to Zayn. She placed them both on the pillows, and then got off the bed again.

"I was going to get you some toys and such, but I wasn't sure what kind you would like... so I just got a bit of everything." I told her. She went over to the huge dollhouse Zayn had found, and opened it up. She smiled and picked up a Barbie doll.

"Dollies!" She said happily. She found a small toy brush, and brushed its hair. "Delilah loves dollies." She told us. Zayn said something about having to go handle some business, leaving us alone. She ushered for me to come next to her, and hand me a brunette doll.

"That dollie can be you. Yours is going to be named... Annie." She told me. My heart skipped a beat at the name. Annabeth popped into my head. I saw a faint laugh escape her lips, as her long brown hair flowed under the night sky. I pushed her out of my thoughts, and returned my attention to the little girl next to me. We played for awhile, and I had never found myself so entertained believe it or not. Delilah's absolutely imagination amazed me.

We ate dinner, which was simply some Chinese takeout. Zayn and I were both too tired to cook. Laughs were thrown around the table, I hadn't felt like this in awhile. For once I felt like I was part of a family. It probably would look weird to an onlooker. We all looked nothing alike, were obviously wealthy, but chose to love on a decent sized house on a shitty beach, and the list goes on...

Still even though my heart hadn't been filled with so much joy in a long time, something was still missing.

Annabeth...

Notes

Yay I did it I updated!! So who do you think it is that came over to see Annabeth? Did you enjoy the update? LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK IN THE COMMENTS... and clumsy buddy I did this update for you...

All the Love,

~JR

Comments

They have been reported by me and Allie Miller for stealing our stories... thank you all so much for you're support.... I've been writing on here for years now and I never thought this would happen to me... I'm going to start keeping an eye out for everyone's stories...

This is becoming so common that it sickens me

I am going to BREAK THEM

This is so disgusting. I’m sorry. Maybe message them and ask them to take it down? This is your work and plagiarism is a crime still

I'm so sorry girly!!! And yeah I know at least two of them are stories from this site but unless the author reports them Wattpad won't do anything.