4. ~Attitude~

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Noah's pov:
It's been 5 days since I started working with Michael. I thought I worked with impossible people before but Michael was IMPOSSIBLE!
I can't around him. He doesn't listen and does what he wants, when he wants. I thought I had high patience but he crosses every line he can on purpose.

"Michael. You will not be leaving!" I grab his arm. "You know there is a serious threat out there right now to all royalty?" I pull him by the arm, he winces a little bit but it was pretty easy to pull him back. I get I'm obviously strong since I'm a bodyguard but it was a little too easy to pull him.

"Ah-" He reacts as I pull him back. "God! You're so annoying!"
"I'm annoying?" I almost laugh that out. "You're the one being annoying." I loosen my grip on his arm but I don't let go.
"Can you let go?" Michael asks, much attitude intended.
"Why? You'll probably just walk out." I say.
"This outfit was expensive. My mom made me wear this and I don't feel like getting h-" Michael starts to say something but cuts himself off from finishing the sentence. "I don't feel like getting in trouble for this getting ruined."
"It's not gonna get ruined." I tell him. My voice stern.

"What the threat anyway?" He asks.
"Can't say." I say straight forward.
"Then it's not bad and I'll just walk out." He starts to move, my hand still around his shirt.
"Oh my fucking god." I say very annoyed. "It's a shooter. He's out and around the city. Police and S.W.A.T teams are looking for him but he's still out and about right now."
"Ha- loser." Michael says towards the shooter.

A few hours later, Michael was downstairs talking with him parents. When I say talking, I mean arguing.

"That's it. Your ass is grounded. Again." Kk g William says. He deserves it. Well I thought that until I saw his slap Michael in the face with a lot of force.

"Ow..." Michael say softly at then interaction. My first instinct was to run up and stop them since I was a bodyguard, but I don't want to get fired by them since these are his parents.

Why wasn't he shocked? Or even scared? He looked like this was a normal thing. "Fuck you guys too..." Michael walks off.
"And drop the goddamn foul language!" Queen Clara yells.

As soon as Michael gets up the staircase, I ask him if he's okay.
"Are you alright, Prince?" I ask him.
"I'm fine." He says with a tone, packing himself a bag.

"And where are you going?" I ask him.
"With my friends?" He says. "No, Mr. Carter. I'm going to the moon." His tone sarcastic.
"You just don't know when to stop, do you?" I ask him, looking down at his shorter body with a stern look.

"I do know when, I just choose not to." He says.
"And that's how you get yourself into trouble." I say to him.
"Yeah, I know. I just like being a pain in the ass." Michael says back.

He starts walking out. At this point, if he wants to get in trouble, I'll let him go out. He can't say I didn't warn him, especially after the warning of the shooter.
"You can go. I won't stop you under one condition." I say. He turns around.
"What?" He asks.
"I just have to go with you." I say.
"Goddamnit!" He says, sounding frustrated.

That's kinda hot- WHAT?! Nope! I did not just think that! I literally don't fall in love! Damnit! I knew I should have stuck with bodyguard girls! I don't fall in love when bodyguarding girls because I'm gay. I knew this was a bad idea but I also thought I was just a hopeless romantic.

I'm literally almost an adult. Well... I guess that isn't too bad. I'm 17. He's 16. It's only a year's difference.

God- I need to stop. This is my client. Not a dream boy.

Sorry for the short chapters! I need someone to give me a an idea and explain what should go on in a chapter because I'm actually out of ideas!

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