A Be My Princess Fanfiction

Some Well Deserved Coffee

A/N:

Hey y'all!! I'm sorry its taking me so long to write. For those of you who know what Kissed By The Baddest Bidder is, I've been reading way too much kbtbb fanfictions. Lol. UGHHH. I'm in love with Eisuke and his little smart ass self. Anyways, sorry for the wait and now for another chapter of Be My Princess Fanfiction.

Crystal POV

It's been about a week since the storm happened during the ball. Nobody has even texted in our group conversation or called. Usually I wouldn't mind or even think twice about it, but for some reason I keep finding myself wondering how Roberto is. Why did I care so much all of a sudden? Damn. I have so much work I need to finish right now, I really need to stop thinking about him.

*KNOCK *KNOCK

"Who is it?"

"Its me Princess." I could hear Henry from the other end of the door. Why did he always have to bother at the worst time. I mean, really! Give a girl a break!

"Come in." Pleaseeee not be more work. Please not be more work.

"Princess Crystal, Roberto is here to see yo-" He gave me an apologetic look as Roberto busted in through the door and cut Henry off.

"CRYSTALLLLL!!!!!" Oh dear lord. This was the voice of the man who had consumed my thoughts for almost a week now. No men ever made me feel this way. I immediately stood up and rounded my desk before I saw Henry leave.

"Roberto..... How are you?"

He completely disregarded my awkward question and ran towards me enveloping me in his bear hugs. My heart started racing against his chest and was hoping that he couldn't feel it considering how close he held me to him. Slowly, I started to return the hug.

"Aweee my precious Crystal. Lets go out and do something today!" He finally let me go from his hold. "Um... Yeah I don't know Roberto, I kind of have a lot of work and I know for a fact that Henry wont let me leave it for tomorrow." I really did want to go with him but my mind was telling me otherwise. Something bad might happen if I went with Roberto and no doubt there would be all kinds of paparazzi, whom I really did not feel like dealing with today. "Oh come on Crystal! I'm pretty much an expert at escaping from controlling butlers! How do you think I got here in the first place? Lets go!" He said with a cheeky smile as he started to pull my hand towards the door. I couldn't really find the right words to ward him off and I did really want to go with him so I just decided to let him take me. "Take you shoes off." What the hell? Take my shoes off? What was he even talking about? "What?" "You're wearing high heels, right? So they make all kinds of loud clacking on the marble flooring. The 1st rule of escaping your butler is being quiet and stealthy." ......What in the world. Was he taking this seriously? "Um, okay..." "The second rule is to always dress incognito or low key, so... you're going to need to get changed." Was he being serious!? It seemed like he was trying to change my whole outfit for today! Whatever, I probably needed to change into something more low key anyway if we were going out. WAIT... I never sneaked out. Why was he so convincing? Why did he have this power over me? And most of all, WHY THE HELL DO I FEEL LIKE THERE ARE A MILLION BUTTERFLIES IN ME RIGHT NOW!!!!!!

"You know what Roberto, your right. Lets go get on some different clothes." Oh boy were we going to have some fun today.

We walked silently through the halls, crouching and hiding behind pillars any time we heard someone. Roberto insisted on holding my shoes for me, which of course, it seems as though I can't deny him anything lately, so he ended up holding them. We finally got to my room and entered. As soon as were went in Roberto closed and locked the door behind him. I gave him a quizzical look of confusion. "What?" He said with a cute little grin on his face. "....Why did you lock the door?" Then he did something that I never would have thought appropriate in this situation, but knowing Roberto it was fitting for him. "AHAAhahaHAH!!!! The look on your face Crystal!!!! It was priceless! But, don't worry, I promise that I wont ravage you here... remember were on a mission?" ... Okay, why did he always have to be so happy and weird at the same time? "Yeah, whatever Roberto. Hand me that shirt over there will you?" He picked up the black shirt folded on my dresser and handed it to me. "Thanks" "You're welco-" I started to take off my clothes and he immediately just stood there like a deer in headlights, blushing, staring at me. What was the big deal? He's acting like he never seen a woman in a bra before in his life. I'm sure that he's seen far worse from what he's looking at right now. "Well, are you going to stand there and stare at me all day, or are you going to turn around?" "Uh, yeah... sorry" He said as he turned around.