Denial

ch.18

It took me quite a while to find the Dance Studio my mom highly talked about and as I walked up to the door of a lavish room, I open it and gosh it's amazing. The room is filled with so much space and mirrors covering every wall. The room was a shade of velvet with candles scattered around, yup my safe haven. As I'm walking around I bump into something, more like a someone actually.

"Ouch" I whisper out as I turn around to find a chest in my face. I gulp and look up to find the most perfect honey brown eyes I've ever seen. A jawline of an angel, the lips that I can kiss forever, the face of-

"My bad. Shouldn't have been here actually" he says while looking me up and down. I get shivers down my spine and I'm surprised I can even talk.

"Who are you" I ask wanting to know the name of this god. He chuckles and walks to the corner of a room where he picks up a duffle bag.

"The names Justin. I actually use this studio because this beach house used to be my grandmothers until she passed away" he says. "But if you'd like me not to be here while your stay that's fine as well, princess."

I'm taken back because I honestly forgot I was one. Let alone him knowing. Nowadays nobody really pays attention to the princess but only the queen. So I'm surprised people in America know who I am.

"No no no, that alright. I need a new dance partner anyways" I smile back.
He looks up from his duffle bags and smiles making me weak from the knees.

"Sounds fun" he winks. I smirk and stay silent. It wasn't and awkward silence, it was quite peaceful actually.

"Well I should be on my way, need to stop by somewhere quick before I head home. See you soon?" He says while walking towards the door.

Disappointed I answer half-heartedly, "Oh yeah sure" I smile. He waves a goodbye and I sigh out. He's so beautiful, it's the first time in a while I feel "love at first sight" I guess. I don't know, I've always seemed to be pretty good at blocking guys out from my emotions. And that's why I think I have so many problems with relationships, relationships involve emotion and compassion. I don't seem to have that or have had that with anyone in my 21 years of living. As a little girl I've always been a bit insecure but what girl isn't?

When I was around 5 or 6 years of age , my mother and father sent me to a school where they made sure nobody knew I was the daughter of Queen Elizabeth and King Romeo. They had Regina take me to school every morning and pick me up as well. So I was always accustomed to hiding who I really was, and I guess it cached up to me and bit me in the ass. They said that it would be better if they didn't know who I was so they wouldn't treat me any different from the other kids. But as well as my parents looking out for my best interest at the time, kids were never nice. They made sure I knew how horrendous I was, I even got beat up a couple of times by a pair of twins who thought I stole their candies the day they had brought some for everyone except for me. So being the odd one out, they assumed I was it. Ever since then I vowed not to let anyone push me around, and I made sure of it.

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Harry's Pov.

Waiting was the worst part. It was 9:15 and I still haven't gotten a text from kendall. I made sure everything was cleaned including my beds sheets. As I'm putting on cologne, Niall walks in and right when he sees me he starts chuckling.

"Having a girl over already?" I look over and wink.

"It's the charm" I say while he starts bursting into fits of laughter.

"Right" he says in between laughs.

"Who's the lucky girl?" He asks as soon as he's composed himself. I resist but who am I kidding I can't keep something like this from my best friend.

"Remember the girl from 5th-"

"Kenny J!" Niall yells out as he realizes who I'm talking about. Niall and kendall are good friends and have been since the 3rd grade so I'm pretty sure that's where she found out I was here from.

"That's right ni, so I need you to not ruin this for me" I state sternly.

"Is this a date or,"

"No, I don't think.... It wasn't clear but it doesn't hurt to freshen up around here" I say. He looks at me with an "I-don't-believe-you-so-ill-go-along-with-it-expression" and says,

"Right, so I'll be going out to eat with some friends am I know your going to be pretty busy so I won't bother. Looks like you have the house to yourself Hazza" he says while winking and walking out. I do an internal victory dance and look at the clock and it's 9:28 pm. Where can she be? I look at my phone and there isn't a text. I sit on my bed and do what I could do. Wait.

9:45 and a no show. I sigh and I'm about to take off my clothes and get ready for bed when I hear a loud ring at the door. My eyes widen and I look in the mirror before walking out, wearing my usual clothes being a white kiss shirt and some black skinny jeans. When I opened the door it was like angels were singing in the background and I swear I was going to capse.

"Harry!" She squeals and runs to me. I engulf her in my arms and twirl her around.

"Hey love. Long time no see" I say as I walk her towards the living room near the fire place. She looks at me and blushes.

"Couldn't have waited any longer"