A/N After reading this chapter I realise it sucks, but do not worry after this chapter and the second chapter it gets better.
|R o y a l l y K i d n a p p e d|
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I arrived at my ranch thirty minutes, after I was supposed to. I fucking hated this place, it smelt of shit and cattle. When I was younger, we had three horses, Merlin, Lover and Jimmy. Why was his name Jimmy? Because why fucking not? Anyways, we had to sell them because we were extremely broke. It's not like selling them did us any good, because we're still broke and they were the only thing I liked about this place.
"Adelaide?" My mother asked, as she tapped me on the shoulder.
"What?" I snapped back. She stumbled backwards, surprised. She sighed,
"I don't know what happened to you, Adelaide" She said before heading inside.
"You sold Merlin, that's what!" I screamed after her.
"Hey, Adele" My brother said using the nickname my friends were only supposed to call me.
"Don't call me that, Douche bag!" I scolded him. He rolled his eyes.
"Why not?" He asked, smirking.
"You're not my friend, Corbin" I said pushing him backwards.
"Yeah, 'cause you have any" He said pushing me back. He was being such a bastard.
"Fuck off" I said walking away. He grabbed my shoulder.
"We have a guest coming today. I nee-" I cut him off,
"Who?" I demanded with a stern expression. Was he another douche my parents were trying to sell me to?
"Harry Styles, the crowned prince of Aola" He stated, proudly. I rolled my eyes, why was he coming here?
"I know he's our prince and I know he's from our kingdom" I said, rolling my eyes, "What does he need here?" I asked. I honestly wanted to know.
"He's looking for a wife, our king is sick." He said sadly. I nodded.
"So, he's here for Sydney?" I asked, waiting for an answer.
"I guess, yeah. I mean why in hell would he choose you?" We both laughed, at his very true statement. "You'd be fuckin' rubbish as queen" He said laughing.
"Pass the crumpets" I said in a posh accent. We laughed for a while. Interrupting us, our sister came over.
"Corbin, come help with cows" He sighed at Sydney. I laughed at him. "Adelaide, chickens" I groaned, Corbin laughed.
I did my chores as I sang. Every once in while, a chicken would sing along. Okay, maybe they weren't singing along, but I liked to pretend that they were.
As I was finishing my boyfriend, Niall came up and hugged me. "Hello, my love" He said kissing my neck. I made a 'mhmm' noise and snuggled into him. "I love you" He mumbled.
"I love you" I replied. We released each other and smiled. Niall had been my boyfriend since we were 15. Four years we had been together. Normally couples that were our age, would've been married by now, especially after four years, but Niall's family had barely any money, my parents wouldn't sell me to him and he couldn't afford an engagement ring for me. So, we're just boyfriend and girlfriend.
"I've been saving up for a ring, you know?" He said, petting my hair. I shook my head.
"Shouldn't you be using that money for your farm? You, Greg and your father need that money." I replied back to him, looking him in the eyes.
"No, I want to meet people and tell them you're my wife..." He said trailing off. I put my hand to his cheek and pulled our foreheads together.
"I love you so fucking much" I said, then kissed his lips. He nodded after, pulling away. "Y'know, the prince is coming to my house this afternoon?" I asked him.
"No, I didn't..." He shook his head. "But, he better not try and take you away!" He said angrily. I laughed,
"Yeah, like he'd want me!" I said laughing.
"Well, why wouldn't he? You're gorgeous!" He said, complementing me. I rolled my eyes.
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After hours, of cleaning the house and ourselves up, the carriage holding the prince rolled down our dirt road.
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Sorry it took so long to update :(
Xox, Samantha Grant
April 2nd 2015
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