Pristine Royalty ♔ Louis Partridge

♔5 ~ Party Hardy?

Trigger warning: Mention of alcohol, partying, and some close sexual scenes. Proceed with caution. 

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Y/n Mary Victoria. Princess

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Louis sits right in front of me. He was looking at me and smiling. As we are sitting at this table, I realize how attractive he is. 

Brown eyes, and crazy brown hair, Which at home they would gel down, however, I like how messy it is. Anyways, he's tall, and he has an excellent bone structure. His cheekbones, jawline, Nice long nose, and his eyebrows. Brown. I like brown. 

Sarah sits right next to the other boy that came with them. However, he was also very handsome. He is making me also very attracted to him. I turn to Thalia, blushing as the other boy sits down. 

"Thalia," I whisper.

She keeps her eyes on the boy sitting in front of her, next to Louis. "What?"

"That guy. He is very cute." I smile, Looking back at the boy. 

She turns to me, sending a smirk. "Just what I was thinking." She whispers. 

I hold out my hand. "Hi! I am Mary-." I cough with the following. Remembering what Oliver said. He was right, and I was being irrational. And just like my mother reminds me, he is there to suggest the best things for me to do and not to do, yet he will never control me. However, he was certainly right. "Lilyana. My name is Lilyana."

Louis opens his mouth slightly and turns his head to the side. "That was not what you said the other da-." 

I put my hand over his mouth. Quickly making him stop. I pull my hand away slowly. Not knowing how to react to something like this. I have never touched someone who's in the opposite sex, let alone their face, or even invading their personal space. I set back, after a long beat. "I was lying... That was not my real name... Louis. My name is Lilyana."

Thalia looks at me weirdly. I shove her a little to the side. 

The boy finally takes out his hand after listening to our mini-exchange about my fake name and my dumb decisions. "The name is William. You can call me Willy or just Will. If that is too weird."

"Aww, no it's sweet." I smile at William. Bright white teeth shining back at me, and two dimples gleam back at me. 

"So who is this fella?" He turns to Oliver. Holding out his hand. Oliver just looks at him not daring to move any limb. "Is he some sort of boy toy? Or what you call them... Boyfriend, Love, Mate?" Putting his hand to his side. Taking the hint. 

Making me laugh a little, The air in my lungs disappears as Thalia hits me in the stomach, talking for me. "Yes, for her at least. They are in love. But me, I am 100% free." She says looking at Mr. Sweets over there. 

I shove her back, making her wine at her pain. "Stop being bloody rude. He is not my Boyfriend. He is just simply a..." I look at him. Making eye contact with his dark brown eyes. Thinking of what I should even call him. He works for me and my country... He isn't a friend. However, he must be one. "A friend. He is just a friend."

"Welcome glass. Today we have three new students. Please come up and introduce yourselves. Starting with you." The teacher's finger points straight at Oliver. 

He stood up without another word. Walking to the front of the classroom, standing up straight as if something was holding his spine up. Making eye contact with everyone in the room at once as he spoke a few words. "I am Olly. I do not intend to tell you who I am, nor do I care who you all are." Walking right back to our table, and sitting right back next to me. Keeping his posture straight and his hands gently resting on this lap.