"You're taking my sister out."
"Yep, I am." I nodded not really believing it myself. This is not what I wanted at all. I know what I said but I only said it to get out of another date. This one just felt easier.
"You're taking my sister out, Prince Type."
"We have astablished this, Léo"
"Clearly not very well."
"I can't do anything about it"
"She just turned 18."
"I'm fully aware of that."
"Oh so you're a self aware nonce? Wonderful."
"Get out of my room."
"I don't want an arsehole like you around my sister."
"Do you know who you're talking to?" I warned stepping towards him
"Oh yes I mustn't forget I'm talking to the Prince of England." He mocked
"No you shouldn't. I can get your dad fired with one snap of my fingers."
"You don't think I know that? I know the power you have over all of us!"
"You don't know the half of it."
"You don't control us you stuck up nob"
"Yes. I do.""Prove it." He said pushing me backwards "come on tough guy." Shove "show me what your made of" shove
"Léo." I warned
"Come on your Highness, show me the power you have." Shove
"Don't touch me again Léo."
"Try me." And he shoved me one last time. I could have dealt with this better but instead I hit him. Hard. Well pretty hard I don't wanna toot my own trumpet but I'm pretty sure it would leave a nice bruise
"Son of a bitch." He growed lunging at me. It was a sight to say the least.
"Mind your pretty face." I said moving
swifty so he completely missed his shot
"Fight me like a man." He glared. We both know he couldn't catch me. I'm pretty fast for a royal.
"Chill cave boy, I fight smart. I'm not a 6 year old."
"Fuck you."
"No thanks, I don't know where you've been."
"I'm cleaner than you are."
"You probably can't tell the difference between the holes."
"At least I've seen them all." Okay he has a point there. Don't judge me. Where exactly do you expect me to find someone to take my virginity without it ending up in the papers."Emily was right about you. You really are a selfish prick. For a while there I thought she was wrong."
"She didn't say that." I said unsure
"You wanna bet?She told me all about you, Prince."
"Shut up, Léo"
"Huh, what happened to the Prince that clearly preferred me over my sister."
"I'm not gay."
"Course not. Emily is probably lying about that too."
"Get out." I said but my voice was hallow and weak "get the fuck out!" I screamed and he actually looked taken aback.
"Type..." he started
"Get out! Get out! Get out!" I pushed him again and again until he was put of my room and slammed the door in his face.She wouldn't say that about me. She wouldn't. He's lying. He knows it would push my buttons. Fuck him. Fuck all of them.
"Fuck it all!" I screamed jumping onto my bed and having, what can be only described as, a massive tantrum. I haven't been this emotional since I was 6 years old, emotion isn't a good attribute to a future king. Tears were streaming down my face like a fucking waterfall and if I wasn't the shade of the tomatoes we were growing then I'd be surprised. I hate breaking down. You know that feeling when it's hard to breathe and you're so hot and you can't feel anything but hurt and sadness. Thats what I was feeling. I want to think he was lying but he clearly wasn't."Type." I hear a knock at my door
"I'm busy." I groaned.
"Are we still going out?" Maddi asked through the door.
"No."
"Prince Type-" she started
"No Maddi, we aren't. You wanna know why? Ask Léo, he seems to have all the answers."
"No. I'm asking you Type, so either you tell me or no one does and I think I deserve to know."
"Woah the little mermaid has a voice." I mocked
"Fine you be like that." She said gently "I hope you're okay but you have no need to be so cruel."
"Maddi-"
"No. You said what you wanted and you can talk to me later once you've sorted this out." She said still behind the door. I know it was supposed to be inspirational but I'm staying in bed and crying.I know I'm being dramatic about this but Emily was the only friend I've had forever. I trust her. We were supposed to care about each other when no else did. If she was gonna be like that then so be it.
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The Good Or Bad Type
RomanceAs a Prince he has options. He knows the right one but the wrong one is so much hotter. Him or Her? Her or Him? What if he can't choose?