The Arranged Wedding
Chapter 14
Annabeth Styles POV.
I left the lamp on, and sat in the bed waiting for my husband to return. I had never seen Riden so protective over someone, and definitely not Harry. The two boys had looked so young. It was as if the years of hatred and dismay had melted away.
Riden and I had woken up to the horrid sounds of Harry screaming. It was by far the most unsettling sound I had ever heard. I remember Riden had shot out of the bed, and darted to his room. It was almost as if it was a well known instinct of his. He didn't even question where the screaming was from, it's like he just knew. When we made it to Harry's room, the site we saw was even worse than the sound to match...
"STOP! DON'T!" Harry howled. He was kicking the air, and scratching at his skin, and also pulling at his hair. Long nails marks were on his arms and chest, and were leaking velvet red. He was bawling his eyes out, and even though his actions made him seem wide awake, his eyes were tightly shut.
Little Delilah came, and tried to get into the room. I kept trying to push her away, not wanting her to see him like this. Harry would never forgive himself if he knew Delilah had seen him. She was crying and kept telling me she wanted to help Harry. Thankfully Gemma came a whisked the little girl away.
Anne rushed into the room. It was the first time I had seen her like this. Her hair was a mess, her eyes were tired, and she wore a baby blue robe. She had a look of horror on her face as she watched her son. She ran a hand across his cheek, and he let out a cry.
"Don't touch him mum!" Riden snapped at her. She recoiled her hand, and went into thought. Probably trying to think of what to do next. She also had a look of helplessness. I couldn't blame her, I was feeling the same way. She looked over to her eldest son with pleading eyes.
"Riden do something!" She begged her son. Riden was snapped out of his trance, and walked over to Harry. "What's... Wrong with... him?" Anne asked crying a little. Riden sighed, and got on to Harry's bed. He pulled Harry to him, and wrapped his arms around him in attempt to get him to stop flailing around.
"He's having a night terror mum!" Riden told her. Harry calmed a little, and was no longer struggling. He was only letting out soft whimpering noises. Riden ran his hands through his brothers hair, and hushed him.
"He hasn't had one since he was twelve!" She responded seeming even more frightened. That's why Riden acted the way he did. This has happened before. Riden began rocking Harry in another attempt to soothe him.
Seeing Harry like this frightened me. It frightened me more than when Riden was mad. It frightened me more than anything. To say I had feelings for Harry didn't seem to do any justice, and to see him like this. So vulnerable... It also showed me a different side of my husband. I had always thought the two despised each other. Yet here he was holding on to Harry for dear life, acting protective as an older brother should...
but seeing it from Riden...
"Harry it's a dream! Wake up little brother, come on! It's not real Harry it's a dream!" Riden yelled to him. Harry let out another whimper. Then his eyes shot open. He looked even more frightened. His eyes darted around the room. He seemed confused, and clutched on to Riden. Anne moved to touch his arm, and Harry flinched away.
"I said don't touch him mum damn! He's running a fever, Annabeth go get some medicine to try and lower it!" Riden told me. I did as I was told, and ran down the stairs. First I got a glass of water. Then I went on my expedition to find something to lower Harry's fever. I opened the cabinet, and began looking through the pill bottles. I finally found the right one. When I turned around I saw Delilah.
"What's wrong with Harry?" The little girl asked me innocently. I sighed, and bent down on my knees. I took her small hands in my own.
"Harry is fine darling he's just got a little flu. That's why I got this medicine for him see?" I asked, raising the pill bottle. She nodded her head at me, but still looked unconvinced.
"Is that going to make Harry all better? I love Harry I don't want him to be sick..." She trailed off, and I saw tears stream down her cheeks. I placed a kiss over them, and moved her hair from her eyes. "We all love Harry honey, and I promise he will be better. Now go on off back to bed." I told her. She nodded, and ran off up the stairs. Gemma stood by the stairway glaring at me.
"Ever since you showed up Harry has run off to California, started having nightmares again, and he's been more distant than ever. I see the way he looks at you." She spat venom with her words. She walked towards me, her Styles confidence being exhumed. She knew how to walk, talk, and act like a queen. That being said she made everyone feel beneath her.
"Your tearing my family apart, and I don't like it. They may not see, but I do. If you hurt either one of my brothers," She started jabbing a finger into my chest. "I'll kill you." She finished, and then strode off. I stood in awe. She saw, and knew. I she knew about Harry and I... I shook off the thought, and remembered Harry's fever. I ran up stairs, and into Harry's room. Riden was being affectionate with Harry, as any brother would...
But this was Riden...
I handed the pills and water to Riden. Riden gave me an appreciative smile, and went back to catering to his brother. "It was just a dream, I'm fine." Harry insisted. He took the pills, and sat the water on his nightstand. Then he crawled away from Riden, and hid under his cover. Riden sighed, and looked at mum and I.
"Everyone get out." Riden commanded, and we did as we were told. As I closed the door, I caught a small glance of the two boys holding each other again.
So now here I was waiting for my husband. I smoothed out my silk white nightgown. I felt tired, and wanted to sleep, but stayed awake. After seeing Riden take it upon himself to help his brother, I felt it was only right. Riden came back to the room after two hours.
"You're still up." He observed, climbing into the bed. He got under the covers, and laid his head on my stomach. He seemed tired as if he had just gotten back from one of his business trips. I knew he needed comfort, and I was obligated to give it. I am his wife... I ran my hands through his hair, and I felt his arms snake around my waist.
"How is he?" I asked Riden. He let out a sigh, and started to run his hands over my stomach like I was pregnant. It was an odd habit of his that he did even when he was mad. The closest I had ever gotten to a real compliment from him is he would always tell me how smooth my stomach was.
"He's better... Did you take another test yet?" He asked me. I let out a sigh, and nodded my head.
"It was negative." I told him. He seemed extremely let down, but placed a kiss on my stomach regardless.
"One day...."
Team Harry:
1 Team Riden: 3
I left the lamp on, and sat in the bed waiting for my husband to return. I had never seen Riden so protective over someone, and definitely not Harry. The two boys had looked so young. It was as if the years of hatred and dismay had melted away.
Riden and I had woken up to the horrid sounds of Harry screaming. It was by far the most unsettling sound I had ever heard. I remember Riden had shot out of the bed, and darted to his room. It was almost as if it was a well known instinct of his. He didn't even question where the screaming was from, it's like he just knew. When we made it to Harry's room, the site we saw was even worse than the sound to match...
"STOP! DON'T!" Harry howled. He was kicking the air, and scratching at his skin, and also pulling at his hair. Long nails marks were on his arms and chest, and were leaking velvet red. He was bawling his eyes out, and even though his actions made him seem wide awake, his eyes were tightly shut.
Little Delilah came, and tried to get into the room. I kept trying to push her away, not wanting her to see him like this. Harry would never forgive himself if he knew Delilah had seen him. She was crying and kept telling me she wanted to help Harry. Thankfully Gemma came a whisked the little girl away.
Anne rushed into the room. It was the first time I had seen her like this. Her hair was a mess, her eyes were tired, and she wore a baby blue robe. She had a look of horror on her face as she watched her son. She ran a hand across his cheek, and he let out a cry.
"Don't touch him mum!" Riden snapped at her. She recoiled her hand, and went into thought. Probably trying to think of what to do next. She also had a look of helplessness. I couldn't blame her, I was feeling the same way. She looked over to her eldest son with pleading eyes.
"Riden do something!" She begged her son. Riden was snapped out of his trance, and walked over to Harry. "What's... Wrong with... him?" Anne asked crying a little. Riden sighed, and got on to Harry's bed. He pulled Harry to him, and wrapped his arms around him in attempt to get him to stop flailing around.
"He's having a night terror mum!" Riden told her. Harry calmed a little, and was no longer struggling. He was only letting out soft whimpering noises. Riden ran his hands through his brothers hair, and hushed him.
"He hasn't had one since he was twelve!" She responded seeming even more frightened. That's why Riden acted the way he did. This has happened before. Riden began rocking Harry in another attempt to soothe him.
Seeing Harry like this frightened me. It frightened me more than when Riden was mad. It frightened me more than anything. To say I had feelings for Harry didn't seem to do any justice, and to see him like this. So vulnerable... It also showed me a different side of my husband. I had always thought the two despised each other. Yet here he was holding on to Harry for dear life, acting protective as an older brother should...
but seeing it from Riden...
"Harry it's a dream! Wake up little brother, come on! It's not real Harry it's a dream!" Riden yelled to him. Harry let out another whimper. Then his eyes shot open. He looked even more frightened. His eyes darted around the room. He seemed confused, and clutched on to Riden. Anne moved to touch his arm, and Harry flinched away.
"I said don't touch him mum damn! He's running a fever, Annabeth go get some medicine to try and lower it!" Riden told me. I did as I was told, and ran down the stairs. First I got a glass of water. Then I went on my expedition to find something to lower Harry's fever. I opened the cabinet, and began looking through the pill bottles. I finally found the right one. When I turned around I saw Delilah.
"What's wrong with Harry?" The little girl asked me innocently. I sighed, and bent down on my knees. I took her small hands in my own.
"Harry is fine darling he's just got a little flu. That's why I got this medicine for him see?" I asked, raising the pill bottle. She nodded her head at me, but still looked unconvinced.
"Is that going to make Harry all better? I love Harry I don't want him to be sick..." She trailed off, and I saw tears stream down her cheeks. I placed a kiss over them, and moved her hair from her eyes. "We all love Harry honey, and I promise he will be better. Now go on off back to bed." I told her. She nodded, and ran off up the stairs. Gemma stood by the stairway glaring at me.
"Ever since you showed up Harry has run off to California, started having nightmares again, and he's been more distant than ever. I see the way he looks at you." She spat venom with her words. She walked towards me, her Styles confidence being exhumed. She knew how to walk, talk, and act like a queen. That being said she made everyone feel beneath her.
"Your tearing my family apart, and I don't like it. They may not see, but I do. If you hurt either one of my brothers," She started jabbing a finger into my chest. "I'll kill you." She finished, and then strode off. I stood in awe. She saw, and knew. I she knew about Harry and I... I shook off the thought, and remembered Harry's fever. I ran up stairs, and into Harry's room. Riden was being affectionate with Harry, as any brother would...
But this was Riden...
I handed the pills and water to Riden. Riden gave me an appreciative smile, and went back to catering to his brother. "It was just a dream, I'm fine." Harry insisted. He took the pills, and sat the water on his nightstand. Then he crawled away from Riden, and hid under his cover. Riden sighed, and looked at mum and I.
"Everyone get out." Riden commanded, and we did as we were told. As I closed the door, I caught a small glance of the two boys holding each other again.
So now here I was waiting for my husband. I smoothed out my silk white nightgown. I felt tired, and wanted to sleep, but stayed awake. After seeing Riden take it upon himself to help his brother, I felt it was only right. Riden came back to the room after two hours.
"You're still up." He observed, climbing into the bed. He got under the covers, and laid his head on my stomach. He seemed tired as if he had just gotten back from one of his business trips. I knew he needed comfort, and I was obligated to give it. I am his wife... I ran my hands through his hair, and I felt his arms snake around my waist.
"How is he?" I asked Riden. He let out a sigh, and started to run his hands over my stomach like I was pregnant. It was an odd habit of his that he did even when he was mad. The closest I had ever gotten to a real compliment from him is he would always tell me how smooth my stomach was.
"He's better... Did you take another test yet?" He asked me. I let out a sigh, and nodded my head.
"It was negative." I told him. He seemed extremely let down, but placed a kiss on my stomach regardless.
"One day...."
Team Harry:
1 Team Riden: 3
Notes
Oh look at that HARRY IS FALLING BEHIND!!!
Only if there weren't nine people subscribed, but who hadn't voted...
Maybe then Harry could magically gain back his magical charm, and flash us those dimples.
But I feel like this right now...
So no can do...
On another note I do appreciate all of the support. Don't forget to pick a side, and comment if you could!!!
All the Love,
~JR
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...
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