Today's one no of the first balls of the season. Charles was supposed to be my date. I guess not now.
I stare at my ceiling while the lyrics to Lana Del Rey's song "Margaret" echo through the room. I need to tell him how I feel. For all I know he has a real girlfriend and I mean nothing to him. I'm not letting myself get hurt by him, not again.
Charles's POV
Arthur's voice spins around my head. "Charles you need to tell her the truth, before it's too late" He beckons. "Tell her the truth and scare her away from me. Instead of living how we do now" I sigh in reply. "No, no arthur let her think i never loved her" my head falls back onto my pillow. This is hopeless. She probably has a boyfriend now anyway."Charles, don't be like that." Arthur mutters. "What else do you expect me to be like Arthur, i've probably just lost the love of my life" i groan.
"You know what you have to do Charles, you were in the wrong, so fight for her love back"Blair's POV
Kikas coming over to help me get ready. There's not much point, the whole night i'll just be sitting on a couch wishing he was there with me. "Blair, it's me" Kika enters my room. "hi" i smile slightly. "oh come on Blair, it will be fine, you never know you might find the love of your life tonight" i sigh at her remark. "i already had kika, i don't want anyone else"She does my hair and my makeup. "where's you gown?" she says putting down the curling iron and brushing my hair out with her fingers. "in the closet" i mutter picking up my phone. She walks in and screams with joy. "Blair, it's gorgeous!"
She walks back out placing the gown, my long black gloves and my gold tiara on the bed.
She helps me into my dress and zips it up for me. She then gently rolls the gloves up my arms. Then the final touch, the tiara.
"Oh Blair, you look stunning" she remarks. "you'll have the whole world simping over you once they see you" she smiles smoothing the fabric of my dress. "i don't want the whole world to simp for me Kika" i giggle slightly. "i think you'll find they already do" she smiles hugging me.
Charles's POV
"Come on charles, don't be so dull" Arthur grabs my suit from my closet. "i'm not going" i grow agitated. "are you stupid, you've been in love with that girl for years charles you just don't care to admit it" he places my clothes on my bed. "don't act dumb charles, i've never seen you look at anyone else the way you look at her" god he's getting in h on my nerves. He won't shut up until i agree to go. "fine" i stand up taking off my hoodie and begin to get dressed. "thank god" Arthur sighs."charles your tie looks awful" He laughs. "like you could do any better, it will just have to do" i chuckle slightly. "now go get your girl" he rams me out the door.
Blair's POV
I still really don't want to do this. My car door opens and i'm helped out. Slowly i walk up the many stone stairs into the ballroom. Cameras flash everywhere, people i've never seen before knowing my name, asking me questions.The doors to the ballroom open and all eyes lay on me. Music begins playing and couples stand up dancing. I don't even know how to waltz, never mind i don't even have anyone to waltz with.
I find myself a glass of champagne and sit down on an old looking sofa. My dress practically takes up most of the room on it.
Charles's POV
The doors to the ballroom open, people are already dancing. I scan the room searching for her. Then my eyes find her. Her dress sparkling slightly in the dim lighting. I slowly make my way through the crowd to reach her. She doesn't notice me at first.Blair's POV
A slow romantic song begins playing. "care for a dance" A voice speaks from beside me. I look up and see him. I don't show it, but i've never been happier to see him. His hand stays reached out in front of me waiting for its companion to grab it. I link my hand with his. Neither of us saying a thing.We begin dancing, blocking everything out. My fingers interlock with eachothers, i feel the tension growing slowly, like there's something we both need to do, but we're not sure how.
He spins me round and smiles slightly. I lay my hand on the side of his face, stroking his cheek gently. I feel one of his arms softly making its way around my waist, then the other follows. I move my hands to his shoulders and bring myself closer to him. The tension grows again, stronger this time. I feel him pining for me, i want to do do and say so many things.
His face nears closer to mine. I feel his light warm breath on my cheeks. My hands reach the back of his neck and slowly pull him closer. Finally, he places his lips against mine. I've wanted this for as long as i've known him, i just didn't want to admit it.
He pulls away slightly and smiles back into the kiss. Hi arms wrap around my shoulders, providing me with warmth and safety.
"i can't tell you how long i've wanted this" he mutters, breaking the kiss and holding my face in the palms of his hands. "i can't tell you how long i've wanted you" i whisper looking up into his shiny emerald gaze. A grin grows on his face. "i love you" he croaks. "i love you too" slight tears forming in my eyes.
The song finishes perfectly, bringing us back to a sense of reality, suddenly it all seems loud. "follow me" he drags me away form the ballroom. He opens a large glass door leading onto a large patio.
He sits on a wall facing out onto the rest of the city with a view of the ocean and sunset. "come sit" he taps the spot on the wall next to him.
"B, i'm sorry i was such a dickhead, i didn't mean to be" He places his hand around my waist again. "i'm sorry i over reacted, you were just trying to protect me" i lean onto his shoulder and let out a sigh of relief. "B i was wondering, would you maybe want to be my real girlfriend" he speaks nervously. "more than anything in the world." I turn his face towards me and lay my lips onto his.
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My Princess
FanfictionBlair, the princess of Monaco aged 21 is forced into a fake relationship with Charles Lecerc. They both hate each other more than anything. How will the story pan out?