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3rd person POV:
Christmas break was over tomorrow, something Wilhelm has been dreading. He didnt want to go back to Hillerska, not yet anyway. He knew everyone would be staring, and whispering about him, as if they didnt already. Another thing that was worrying him was Simon, he hadnt spoke to him since.
The 4 words Simon had said, had kept replaying in his head over and over again.
"Have a nice Christmas."
'Who the fuck does that?' Wilhelm thought, trying to get comfortable in his bed, but he couldnt. No matter how much he tossed and turned, he couldnt fall asleep. His anxiety had gotten worse over break, finding any excuse to get out of speeches, photos, or even family dinner. His mother was clearly disgusted by him, not wanting anything to do with Wilhelm.
Thoughts were racing in Willes head, desperate for sleep. He didnt even notice his alarm going off until there was a knock on his door. "Crown Prince Wilhelm, the car is leaving in 30 minutes." Malin told him, through the door. "Thank you, thanks Malin."
'shit.' he thought.
He was tired, and nervous. Mainly because of the looks he knew he would get, also cause he knew he would fall asleep in class. Though, he couldnt keep his mind off of Simon, he wanted to see him, then again, he didnt. It would be awkward to talk to him, even just to look at him.
He was thinking too much that he hadnt realised nearly 10 minutes had gone by. 'shit.' he thought, lazily getting out of bed, sleepwalking towards his wardrobe and grabbing his Hillerska uniform, cringing at the color. 'they couldve picked any color.' He sighed, buttoning the white polo shirt, struggling a bit.
He tugged on the top button, feeling as it was too tight around his neck. He sighed once again, and put on his red blazer, and next his pants. He looked at himself in the mirror, thoughts filling his head again.
Words couldnt describe how much he missed Simon, he needed him during break, but he wasnt there. Nobody to hold him, or to hug him. He missed the way Simon would take care of him, he missed his kisses and his hugs, and his voice. God, his voice. Wilhelm smiled at the thought of it, then remembering how awkward its gonna be. He sat back down on his bed, putting on his shoes.
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"Hurry Wilhelm, the car is here shortly." Kristina said, straightening her dress. Ludvig sat and observed, not saying anything as usual.
Wilhelm didnt eat, too many things were on his mind. He stared at his food, chewing on his nails, as his Father read the newspaper. "Oh for Gods Sake Wilhelm, it cant be that hard to eat." His mother complained.
'But it can and is hard to eat. Its takes a lot of energy and strength to chew.' He thought. He heard the beep of the car shortly after, relieved that he didnt have to sit there anymore.
He grabbed his bag, coat and scarf. His Mother gave him a nearly-not-noticeable smile, and he gave a fake smile back, and headed out the door, Malin following.
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"Thank you." Wilhelm thanked the driver, stepping out of the car. He felt eyes on him, hundreds of eyes. He wanted to find Simon immediately, but he couldnt.
People were staring more than they would before the video, before he admitted it was him. Wille walked weirdly fast, and again, Malin behind him. Of course, he wouldnt admit this aloud, but he kept an eye out for Simon, he wanted— no, needed to talk to him.
He also needed to talk to August, and at least try get him to admit it was him who recorded it, and posted it.
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Avoiding // Wilmon
Fanfiction👑‼️ YOUNG ROYALS ‼️👑 Wilhelm admits it was him in the video, but was it a mistake? or was it a good decision? Eyes on him everywhere, watching his every move. He needed Simon with him, to comfort him.
