Henry
So I'm stuck greeting guests with Phillip as they enter the Buckingham palace, no signs of Alex yet so I'm on edge. He's a complete and total wanker, we met a few years back- the year my father passed actually. It was at a climate conference in Melbourne, dont remember much of it but I do recall him being annoying as ever
"No Nora I do not wanna be here" I hear an obnoxious voice behind me say "your royal highness" I hear as i turn around "lovely to see you" my brother says to Alex and his guest "you as well, congrats by the way" he pats Phillips shoulder and walks right past me
I fix my suit jacket and follow the crowd
The wedding is going on for basically forever and finally they're done with the vows and all that shit. I personally do not believe in love- or I don't believe that I will ever find love because I genuinely can't.
"Alex, this is my brother Henry you've met before?" Bea brings Alex over and I tense up "Your majesty" he sasses "I would be addressed as your royal highness, your majesty is reserved for the king" I spit right back "well then I'd like to be addressed as pimp daddy" I choke on my drink and he smirks "lovely to see you once again, henry" he walks away to the drink bar and I glare at my sister
"See" she rolls her eyes "whatever Henry" she huffs and goes to mingle
I walk to do the same and end up alone by the cake, people watching. I get a sudden waft of alcohol in my nose and I glance to the right and see a drunken Alex stumbling my way "for fucks sake" I mumble "henryyyy" I shake my head and start walking away when a sudden hand on my shoulder pulls me back
I look at my shoulder and see frosting, I look at him with my mouth open as he starts wiping it off "stop- Alex stop." I pull his hand away and pull out my handkerchief, wiping softly "I don't understand why you hate me I'm a fucking delite oh and also I throw killer parties and-" I glare at him and he shuts up
"Here let me do it" he pulls the handkerchief from me and causes me to pull back, he stumbles and falls. I fall as he pulls me down with him, I look up and see the massive cake falling before we could do anything
"FUCK" I hear Alex shout as he gets up covered in cake "you're fucking prick" my eyes widen as I see a flash of a camera point in our direction
"Great"
_______________"You ruined my wedding Henry and you're just gonna sit there and say nothing?" My brother says to me angrily as we're in the main room of our palace back in Kensington
What does he want me to say
"Phillip give him a break it wasn't entirely his fault and it was an accident" bea says on my behalf
"I didn't do anything" I say
"Hell you didn't!?! My wedding cake is all over Buckingham palace and you're all over the tabloids!" Phillip shouts
"Stop shouting at me you arsehole!" I yell back and bea groans "you both are immature I'm so done, getting shaan"
She storms out and shaan quickly comes in "damage control" is all he says as he types away on is iPad "the fuck does that mean?" He glances up and me but doesn't respond
"Tomorrow you're going to be going to the children's hospital" I nod, not sure what that has to do with damage control "with Alex." I groan "fuck this" shaan stops me as I was about to walk away
"You will take pictures before and after the visit, you study Alex tonight because after the visit you'll have an interview where you explain that you and Alex are actually best mates and the cake thing was a total misunderstanding. The king won't take no for an answer and neither will I, so you get your spoiled ass up at 8 AM on the dot and head down to that hospital. And you better be able to tell me Alex's favorite food and where he went for high school" then he walks away
I look out the window and sigh
Great, damage control. And I have to study the bloke I don't even like to be around.
AN
SECOND CHAPTER
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shaan is giving more Zarah vibes in this because she isn't a focus right now
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I'm not sorry
FanfictionHenry is the prince of England, not allowed to have friends and definitely not allowed to have lovers. He doesn't apologize because he's never sorry. The people assume he's a stuck up prick, but is that truly the case? Alex tests that.