The Good Or Bad Type

Chapter 22

I kept my little disguise on as we walked for a little while. I'm guessing we were heading towards some sort of park.
"I haven't been here since I was little." He smiled fondly. It felt like we finally had time alone but I knew there was 6 or 7 royal guards behind me.
"You used to come here when you were little?" I said sitting down on the nearest swing.
"Yep loved it." He sat on the swing next to mine and we swung back and forth
"Why do they stay so far back when you're around?" I asked nodding to the guards.
"My dad runs the army, I have body guarding training." He said simply
"No way, really?"
"Yep, took forever too."
"Huh, so you're like my own personal body guard." I teased
"No, I'm just trusted."
"So if someone tried to kill me,"
"I'd have to protect you."
"How come you don't have body guards?"
"I didn't want them" he shrugged
"I wish I had that choice."
"You'd pick the wrong one."
"Hey!" I protested
"Just eat your ice cream."
"I will." I said shoving a spoon into my mouth
"Sexy."
"I know." I shrugged pushing myself back and forth on the swing

"Wanna make a tiktok?" He grinned
"I can't."
"Why?"
"We're not allowed social media."
"You won't, it'll be on my account."
"I don't think that's allowed." I told him
"Scared, T?"
"No." I glared
"Then make one with me."
"No."
"So you are scared."
"I'm not!"
"Pas peur?"
"Huh?" Whats with the French?
"Not scared?"
"Pas peur." I repeated confidently
"Pretty good." He smiled setting up the camera.
"Léo I can't."
"Come on just a dance."
"If I get sued this is on you,"
"Fair"
"Fine, what dance?"
"Which ones do you know?"
"I don't." I lied
"I know you have secret accounts."
"I don't."
"Yeah you do." He teased
"How many followers?"
"83.4 mil." He smirked
"No way."
"Yes way." Cringe.
"Okay pick a song."

About half an hour later Léo was still trying to teach me a dance.
"Left foot!" He yelled again
"Dude I can do slow dance and ballroom but this is another fucking level."
"You're so uncoordinated." He said pinching the bridge of his nose
"1, 2, 3, 4 left foot." We went through it again but he stopped mid way. "Okay come here."
"I'm trying." I groaned walking over to him
"So left foot." I moved my left foot as he said. "Then hands like this." He moved my hands to a really uncomfortable position. "then on beat sway your hips like this." He pressed in behind me with his hands gently on the bones of my hips moving them in time. God he was close. I could feel everything. Everything.
"Getting a little close, Léo."
"I'm horny deal with it." He chuckled
"Gross." I rolled my eyes pushing him away
"Do the dance right then."
"Fine okay, I think I have it." I lied

"1, 2, 3, 4." Léo called and I hit every beat. Yes finally. We did it.
"Woohoo!" I jumped
"Yes okay. Caption..."
"This took 6 hours."
"Dancing with bae" we said our captions at the same time and when I realised what he said I gave him the look.
"Just leave the caption." I groaned
"Nah, I'll use yours 'this took 6 hours, the Prince of England has no rhythm.' With a cute emoji."
"Okay cool." I nodded. I hate to admit it but I was out of breath. I work out. I'm not unfit I just don't spend hours doing tiktok dances usually.
"We're gonna go viral for this." He chuckled
"Did you just use me for views Léo Tussaint?" I accused jokingly
"Nah it was pretty fun though."
"We'll have to make a couple of drafts some time." I said as an empty plan but he seemed to take it seriously.
"Yeah 100%."
"Can we get a drink." I groaned.
"I promised we'd be back for dinner." He said checking the time on his phone.
"Fine, can you get us some alone time." I said giving him that look. I didn't wanna do that I just wanted to get a drink and I knew I couldn't with the guards constantly there.
"Yep 100% I can sort that." He said eagerly.
"Cool." I smiled sitting down on the grass. God I must have looked a mess.

He walked off to the guards like he walked everywhere, like he owned the ground we walked on, he took up metaphorical space. I ran my fingers through my hair hoping I could neaten it a tad. I leant back on my arms watching the soap opera worthy scene ahead of me. I could faintly make out what they were saying. I heard many "dangerous" and "please" I saw head shakes and I knew the answer when he came back.
"They agreed." He grinned "we have 30 minuets."
"How the-"
"Come on we don't have much time." He said pulling me up and across the field to the gates. "Dude run faster."
"I'm coming." I said breathlessly
"Not yet you're not." He teased
"Ugh."

We ran for a good 5 minuets before we were in a deserted field or forest I'm not sure. There was as much grass as there were trees.
"We're alone." He smirked
"I wanna get a drink."
"Now?" His smile faltered
"Okay after this but before we go back I want a drink." I told him
"Yeah course." He grinned. I moved towards him gently pinning him to a tree "I'm not glass." He whispered before I kissed him
"Let me be gentle."
"Okay, but you don't need to be." He said pulling me closer to him
"I know." I replied taking his hands off of me and tangling my fingers with his. His smile was so cute. I kissed him again rougher this time. His lips parted automatically and I slipped my tongue between his lips meeting his. I lifted his hands above his head taking both wrists in one hand and the other on his waist. God this was hot. I used to hate dark chocolate but oh my god it tasted good with him.
"We're getting a drink now." I smiled pulling back and taking him with me by the hand.
"Is that it?"
"Yep, was that not enough?"
"No."
"Tough." I chuckled