Love Aint Always Pretty

Verboten

- forbidden; prohibited by dictate

Origin: German

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NICK'S POV

EIGHT YEARS AGO

"How do I look?" Catherine asks me.

She shows off to me her lovely white dress that I bought from a flea market in town and she seems to love it. It was just really cheap and I thought she wasn't gonna like it cos it was a cheapass dress but she loved it. She really loved it. She still makes it look so pretty damn good on her and I was glad it fits her. Catherine is always so beautiful to me no matter what she's gonna wear or how tired she looks like or how sleepy and how make-up free her face is. Catherine will always be beautiful to me.

"Say something." She pleads.

My lips twitch.

"How do I look Nick?" She asks again while she reaches for my hand.

I smiled at her. "You look very very beautiful, love."

She smiles sheepishly. "Are you sure? It's a perfect fit though. I really love it."

I cupped her right cheek and kissed her forehead. "Yes I am. You're the loveliest."

I am actually tensed to meet her parents. More like I'm scared to death. I'm not at my utmost best to be really acting okay in situations like this cos it's pretty damn obvious that things aren't okay between me and her parents. Catherine walks up to me and fixes my collar, giving me a pat on my shoulders then buttoned my polo.

"You look very handsome." She says.

"I wish they will like me Catherine."

"If they won't, we'll leave the party right away and just drop off the cake."

I nod. "But I would want to wish your mom a happy birthday."

She nods then kisses my cheek. "Just relax."

"I hope your dad is relaxed." I joked.

Catherine chuckles. I love how she encourages me and tells me to calm down. She believes in me too much and I really love that about her.

"I love you." I said.

"I love you much more." She said.

Both of us stumbled our way out of the house after she grabbed the small homemade cake both of us made. I borrowed a car from Alec's uncle for the night, at least, we will look formal. The entire was quiet and I know she's scared of what's gonna happen too. I don't really know why I signed up for this when I already know her father hates me. I just really love Catherine too much and I know this will make her happy that's why I'm doing it even though I don't want to. It's really against my will and I just hope I get out of that house with her.

The car almost reaches the tall silver gates and I see massive cars parked right outside the lawn. I parked car on the gravel road and I think I had the ugliest and cheapest car in here. Mostly were classic wickedly expensive ones and I have never seen these kinds of cars in real life. My heartbeat is now going dead fast. I see people, very rich people, around here. Not only one or two but I know all of the guests looked massively wealthy. I hopped off the car and opened the car door for Catherine. She knows I'm tensed cos she gently squeezed my hand and smiled at me.

"Relax love." She says.

I smiled at her, assuring Catherine that I was really okay.

We walked hand in hand and the moment they saw Catherine, I know they were shocked. Well, she's been missing and now she pops out of nowhere with a guy holding her hand. I just ignored all of them and those degrading stares at me. Catherine leads us to the inside of the house, I even noticed that we pass through this massively big pool before reaching the main mansion. And the main mansion? It was just huge and looked Mediterranean. The floor was shiny marbled, the curtains were very wide cream and white and all the furnitures looked like expensive things that came from other countries.

up to him, but I really feel like my feet was backing out.

finally calls out to

space if ever he'll hit me. I don't want to break things in here, I think I can't pay it. I see Mr. Forster clenching his jaw the second we stood next to him. I was the only man in here who wore a polo shirt. Every male wore suit and tie, no wonder eyes were on

his guests. He clears his throat and just hugs

you." He whispers to Catherine's ear

away and stared

evening sir."

he didn't see me at all.

if

there are so many guests and it's his wife's birthday. He wouldn't risk. He's obviously trying to hold himself down and I could see the anger building behind his eyes. I see Mrs. Forster walking towards us cos I heard her calling out Catherine's name from

mom." Catherine

birthday gift I've ever received. Where were you baby? I missed you so much." I

Catherine

Sorry. I'm really

She arched

locked at me but I tried not to look at him

Nicholas Wilde. He's my boyfriend." Catherine

say. I didn't want to offer a

a sudden she hugged me and I had to hug her back to be nice. I glared at

nice to meet you. Catherine talks

I'm surprised.

"But honey. What about--"

don't." Catherine

creasing with what I heard then I hear Mr. Forster clearing his throat again and joins the three of

talk and

That's a bad offer.

her father might do

That would be

this Nick?" Catherine

I hope you'll have more blessings to

you." Mrs. Forster

go now Nick?" Mr. Forster

feel Catherine squeezing my hand before I let her go.

mouthed to her

me to death. He grabbed two glasses

said as I

walked through a sea of people while they were greeting Mr. Forster every time he passes by as if

got a nerve to come here."

at me. Well of course, since I eloped with her daughter and I'm sure he has been so mad about it but

wanted to make Catherine

already happy before she met you. What do you really want from my daughter? I'll give you anything you want just name

"I don't need anything that comes from you

How much? A million? Two million? Three? Name your price, I'll give it to you. Just stay

I exhaled heavily.

love with your daughter. I don't need your scholarship, car, house and lot, money or anything. I love Catherine sir. I know you

"Can your love feed my daughter? Can your love support Catherine financially? You're nothing but a penniless man and

feel his tight grip. "You see that

looked like we were the same of age but that smug on his face is plastered telling me that he's a boastful dickhead. He's just like the common spoiled rich boys

Hans Fitzgerald." I hear

another drink from

Group of companies and he's the ideal boyfriend for Catherine. Rich like us. He's the official boyfriend of her. And you? Well you don't even own a car. Hans is Catherine's