Glimpse Of Us

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I get back to the flat and Chris is still fast asleep, on the way back I picked up some bread and another couple of things for breakfast. I sigh as I'm making breakfast lost in my own little world not hearing Chris coming up behind me, he wraps his arms around me and I jump slightly. We eat breakfast then go to the gym, Chris lifts weights whilst I run on the treadmill with my headphones in listening to my music on full volume trying to forget my encounter with Q earlier.

After the gym we get showered and got changed as Chris mentioned we were going out for the day and night. Firstly we get lunch in Harrods then wander around each department within the store, we buy a couple of luxury items before getting them wrapped up and sent to my Apartment reception. Chris was texting every so often and I took no notice, we climb into a car waiting outside and of course the media got wind of our trip to Harrods. I frown when we head in the opposite direction of my flat, I look at Chris and he grins back keeping it a secret as to where we're going. Around 20 minutes later we were pulling up at the gates of the O2 arena, I look around trying to get an idea of who we're going to see. We get escorted backstage and into a vip booth with an amazing view of the stage, my jaw drops when I realise who we're seeing.

"Happy belated birthday!" Chris cheers as I wrap my arms around him, this is why he wanted to come to London he explained that tonight was the last night of Coldplay's World Tour - a band who I'd been dying to see for the longest time but was always too busy with royal duties.

Throughout the concert both myself and Chris sung and danced our hearts out, it was the most amazing night and of course a couple of fans noticed us as well. After the concert on the way home I post the videos and photos onto instagram tagging Chris in them.

After our mini break to London we were straight back into work, the weeks and months flew by because we've been so busy. I was working with a lot of charities as well as my cousin using our once royal titles to good use. Chris was coming and going between LA and Georgia filming. On this particular day I had been out a run with Dodger in the morning to the beach followed by a splash in the ocean to cool us both down before going home and collecting my laptop and some water whilst sitting outside on a lounger enjoying the sun and replying to a couple of emails, Chris had been quiet for the past couple of days whilst away. I reply to the emails and lay back on the lounger soaking in the sun before I hear padded footsteps behind me quickly approaching, before I could turn around I was splashed by the overflow of water from the pool.

"Wanna join me in cooling off?". Much to my surprise I see Chris bobbing in the water he wasn't supposed to be home for another couple of days, Dodger followed him jumping into the pool splashing me again. I climb off the lounger and run towards the pool. "Cannonball!!!" I jump into the pool making a splash, as I come to the surface Chris is laughing his hearty laugh with his hand on his tattoo'd chest. We all splash in the pool for a little while before deciding it was time to get dried, we climb out of he pool with Dodger following close behind our clothes were dripping with water as we wandered through the house to our bedroom. Our bed was covered in bright red Roses and there was love heart balloons on the ceiling with pictures of us from the day we met, I look at Chris with tears in my eyes and he kisses my head as I look through the pictures that are filling the room. Nobody had ever done this for me before and I was blown away to the effort Chris had went to. I laugh at one of the goofy pictures we'd taken turning around to show Chris who was knelt on one knee behind me with Dodger by his side.

"Shannon, since the day I met you I knew you were the one for me. I know we've had our ups and downs but you've completely changed my life for the better and I can't imagine a day without you. You're the best dog mum to Dodge anyone could ask for and I wanted to ask you if you'd do me the honour of being my wife..." his voice cracks and the tears come to the surface of his eyes as he asks me to be his wife opening the black box in his hand revealing the most stunning diamond ring. Tears stream down my face as I nod, Chris places the ring on my finger and it's a perfect fit, I let out a sob as he takes my face in his hands and softly places his lips on mine.

Princesses always have a fairytale ending, maybe I'll have mine.