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Harry

and again nothing happened. that dance was just dream. that night was a dream

what do i need to do?

i have tried to be clear with my feelings towards him but he keeps denying me, pushing me away

"your majesty!" my companion lady called me with a high tone, she has called me more than once. and after the thousand call I'm finally paying attention to the short red haired lady standing firmly next to me. "the prince arrived and they are waiting for you"

right, the prince. another candidate

even tough she is annoyed by my daily daydreaming she always talks so nice to me, of course she will, if not they can behead her, no kidding

i smiled at her and then headed to the common room, where, as always, they are only waiting for me

the first thing that called my attention was the tall dark brown haired prince, on a navy blue suit with gold details. as i got closed his details were more arresting, the first thing that steals you are his small but entrancing green eyes, his big hands with long thin fingers, cherry lips and a disarming glace

"let me introduce you to my daughter" father placed his arm around my shoulder, "this is prince Edward Styles" the prince made a reverence and father let go my body so he could place a kiss on my hand, "and prince Edward you know the princess" every eye on me, "princess Odette Tyrell Y/n" i did the reverence

after the introduction we went for a walk as i have done with everyone else

"so Edward" i decided to start a conversation but got interrupted just after

"call me Harry..." he stopped and looked at me waiting for my name

"Y/n" he nodded and repeated it

"so Y/n, not Tyrell, not Odette, not princess, not your majesty" he continue saying thousands of nicknames, i just giggled at his spontaneous action

we get well along, something i never thought, nether with him, nether with anyone else. I'm so glad i was wrong

he loves to sing and he has a beautiful voice, but he insisted on singing while i played the piano so we headed to the gran salon and my fingers went all over the white keys and the tall brunette stood next to big and long white instrument

after two songs he made me sing, now we are singing together. he sat next to me and start playing the other half of the piano, a beautiful melody running down our fingers and out our mouths

and like that has been all of our mornings, afternoons... the whole day we are on that room and we enjoy it so much

love songs. the love songs reign all souls. its clear he is in love and of course every song reminds of the other soul in the room, the shorth brunette

but he doesn't care, i have tried to make it as obvious as i can that all the songs are for him, but i don't win nether a gaze

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"so, Y/n" Harry called for my attention, "now that we are not in the music world anymore" we are finally out of that room and in the enormous garden, taking some tea and desserts, "does that lucky boy, or girl, knows that he owns your heart" he smirked and i couldn't contain it but smile

"i hope so" my eyes now spotting the owner of their favorite place to be, but nothing, his didn't looked back. my gaze traveled to the green grass and a quick smile flashed my face

"does the lucky girl, or boy, knows it" i asked the same question he asked, with curiosity eating me to know who she or he is

a slight blush covered his cheeks and an instant smile bop on those cherry lips at the instant thought of that person

"yeah he does" his green eyes on me, waiting for my reaction after hearing 'he' instead of 'she' but love is love so the excitement filled my body

"do i know him?" i rearrange my self not being able to contain my intrigue

"maybe" his smiled grew by being able to talk about his enamored, "prince William"

"no way" i feel like those gossip woman's, "Louis?" he confirmed the name

i cant believe in all the time we spent together i never notice he was in love, Louis. and now that i picture them together they make the most gorgeous couple ever! so bad society sucks, what makes it impossible for them to be together

"its like a forbidden love" he said, and when my heart heard that world, the same old song started playing. so bad mine apart from being forbidden is impossible

i mean, yeah he is knight but he is not a slave and even if he was I'm in love with him, and i don't care if I'm the princess, if i born washed in luxuries and he on poverty. my heart choose him and for more than i try to change it its like that and i love it

he is the most beautiful person i know, confusing, but beautiful. he makes me feel something no one has ever make me feel, he makes me feel special. and i know he feels the same way as me, but he is scared and I'm going to demonstrate him that there is nothing to be sacred of, that he can love me with out fears. that this love is real

he can give me everything i ever wished for, but he cant see it yet. so everyday i'll try to walk forward so that one day i can take that bandage away of his eyes and he can see what i see. the boy who stooled my heart and I'm never gonna let him give it back to me. he owns it now, and he will own it for ever