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two days and Tom never spoke or look at me. did i do something wrong?

of course this was going to happen. everytime i think, expected or dream of something it end being something more, the complete opposite. i tought he liked me but aparently i was wrong

why cant life be like in books? why can't the girl find her 'prince' and then live happily ever after

"your highness" finally that british accent said a word, two. "the new candidate has arrive" i fake a smile at him, hoping one in return but nothing. his face up in a serious and cold expression

i arrive to stand next to my father to greet the new boy in the castle. i hope i have the luck that he is like Lou and Tewksbury, nice and sweet, nothing of a sour and spoiled guy. but i don't think he would be like them, there are not a lot of people like them, less if they are from the royalty

and finally a boy with black hair, deep dark brown eyes get out the carriage. walking so confident. he finally arrive in front of me, not a lot of distance between us. from this close you can admire more his details. he has really beautiful eyelashes and his eyes are funds like the sea on a storm. his facial expression is a cold one, nothing like Thomas one, he seems like a bad boy. and I'm not gonna lie, he's pretty handsome. a toft of his hair falling across his forehead. a little of beard on his perfect jawline, what makes him look a little bit older. his eyes scaning me, the same as I'm doing

"It's a pleasure to have you here prince Javadd" my dad rought voice spoke, making us both look at him, breaking every action we were doing. he simply nod. "this is my daugther, princess Odette" i made the same thing I've been doing since i have memory. "this is prince Zayn Javadd Malik of Bradford" his deap eyes lock on mines as he takes my hand and place a gentle kiss on it. his touch feels... different

we did eye contact for quite a long time, until my father interrupt it. then we went for a walk

he has been here for five days and for some extrange reason we both thrust in the other to the point where i know he isn't how he looks like. he confesed me he used to be insecure and sometimes he still is, as well as shy. he is extremly sensitive and intuitive. he radiates warmth. he makes his apearance a little more daring and exciting. he is very patient and understanding, and a wonderful listener. he makes others feel important and loved. nothing like some others guys. he is a peacemaker, arguments leave him drained. he is strong

i have had the luck to meet such wonderful persons. ones I'm going to have a friendship for a lifetime

i have to admit that i find something on him, something i do not see in other people, something i tought i saw once. but i don't know how to describe it. its complicated

i found Thomas staring at us more than once. following every movement we made, this is not strange or out of the common, right? after all he is my knight, my guard, that's his job. but the little expresions he sometimes made, the ones he tries so hard to hide, are not common. he seems like he doesn't like our relationship. he looks even worst than with Louis. and maybe he has some reasons, this is not the type of friendship i have with the other boys, its more... its just different

maybe it's because of the way we look at the other. the way he is more open when he is with me. or maybe it's just in ours heads. but why would i care about what he thinks? he was the one who decided to put expectantions on me for then act like he doesn't even know me. this is killing me. not a day pass that i do not see him and see those beautiful brown eyes that were staring at me the other day, the ones wich i made eye contact more than ones. and those lips that where about to dance with mines. not a day pass that i don't see the boy i fa- the boy who illusion me

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"that sounds really beautiful" Javadds voice spoke from the back, just after i finish playing some notes on the grand piano, the one in the middle of a big room. the one i like to play. the one my mom tought me to play. i thank him and made a little smile

he walks to sit next to me, so close to me. "can I?" he asked, i nod and he started playing the most beautiful piece i have ever heard. his hands are so agil, it looks like a difficult one, i could never play that beautiful. And I could hear at this for the rest of my life

"that was amazing" he made a little giggle and then his eyes look for mines and stay there for a long time, as it has been since we met. it seems like our eyes are dating. and i like it. "i could never play like that" i break the eye contact looking down at the keys, my fingers slowly touching each of them

"i can teach you" he takes my hand what cause me a little shiver all over my body, i smile and he then placed his both hands in the top of mines, moving them to touch every key in order. his corresponding finger pressing with mine everytime we reach the right one. the entire time i felt his breath on my neck, and his hand on mine provoked my stomach a mix. what is happening to me? what is he doing to me?

i can assure Thomas do not like this. and i do not undertand why, he was the one who stop the looks and the little chats. its his fault, not mine

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after a funny night of me and Javadd looking at the beautiful night sky full of shinny stars, he escort me to my room. before i went inside, we made the most deep eyecontact we have ever made, i can feel my heart razing, so as at that other night. his eyes then traveled to my lips and his hand to my cheek, rubbing it with his thumb. his lips finally touch mines, and i let mines part to fit with his, my eyes closed. we did the same movements until we ran out of breath. then we just look at the others eyes, still inches apart from the other, catching our breath. just for then understanding the other, like if we read our minds. we both tought the same and get inside my room closing the door behind us. kiss after kiss. just the two of us.