Jared Gilmore Imagines

Prince Charming | H.M.

Synopsis: The reader meets Henry, the prince of the town.

Y/N

I woke up to the sun hitting me straight on my face. Lazily, I turned my head around to look at the clock that displayed the time, 7:35 AM. Groaning, I realized I was going to be late for my job so I quickly stood up from my bed and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.

About seven minutes later, I was out with a towel around my body. I walked into the closet where I looked through my clothes, trying to decide what to wear.

Since it's kind of cold at the moment, I decided to go with a green shirt and a pair of jeans paired with one of my favorite long cardigans.

I then went back to the bathroom where I looked at my reflection, deciding what to do with my still wet hair. I quickly decided into braiding my hair in a fishtail braid. Once I finished doing my hair, I moved on into makeup, doing it as simple as possible.

After I closed the bathroom door, I went towards my desk where I grabbed my phone and put it inside my bag. Before I left my room, I put on my brown boots and a long necklace. (A/N: Picture of the whole outfit above)

I closed the front door, leaving my house. Of course, not forgetting to eat and brush my teeth. I walked on the pavement, turning when I had to, until I reached the small flower shop.

"Hey Miriam." I waved after I closed the door behind me.

"Hey darling." said the old but friendly lady.

"So, what do I need to deliver today?" I asked while arranging some of the flowers on the basket.

"At your right, you'll find about sixteen baskets, each one with the owner's directions."

"Okay I'm heading out now." I said after collecting all the orders.

The town where I live is quite small so everything is close by, no need for cars or bicycles.

It was now about 12pm, almost my lunch break. I only had four more orders to deliver and I was over with today's shift.

I read the next direction on the flowers, not looking as I was walking. I lifted my sight once I felt something hit me on the shoulder, making me drop the small baskets.

I began to kneel down collect them all, realizing I was missing one.

"Here." I heard a voice call. I looked up and saw the person who bumped into me. He was quite tall, standing with the perfect posture. His hair was chocolate, even though you could barely see it just because he was wearing a cap that covered most of his familiar features.

"Thank you." I said silently, taking the basket from him.

"Why is a lady like you out on the streets at this time. Shouldn't you be eating your lunch?" asked the stranger.

"Oh did I forget to introduce myself, I'm Henry." he said once again while extending his hand, waiting for me to shake it I suppose.

"Y/N." I replied, shaking his hand.

"So, why aren't you on your lunch break?" he asked once again.

"I was on my way to deliver my last orders."

"In that case, I can accompany you and then invite you to lunch." he said with a cheeky smile on his face.

"Are you asking me out?" I said, letting out a small giggle.

"If you want to see it that way, then yes. Would you like to go out to lunch with me Y/N?"

"We just met!" I said. "Wouldn't that be weird?"

"Not at all. We can get to know each other at lunch, if you decide to come with me of course." he said, once again inviting me to eat with him.

"Okay fine." I said with a small smile on my lips.

He then ran his hand through his hair, lifting his cap off of his head. And that's when I realized why this boy was so familiar to me.

"Hold on, are you?" I said stopping on my tracks.

"Yeah, that's me." he said interrupting me.

"Why are you here? Outside on town I mean."

"Believe it or not, being inside those walls for so long can be boring."

"Yeah, I get you."

"So, are you still up for that lunch? Even after you found out my true dignity?" he asked.

"Of course, your Highness."

"Call me Henry."

"Okay."

After that, we continued walking until we reached a small shop where he opened the door for me and then closed it once he was inside the small place.

We sat down on a table and ordered our food ater looking through the menu, making a small conversation.

"So, what's your job?" he asked, once we were waiting for our food to arrive.

"Well, this lady has a flower shop and I volunteer to help deliver some orders from several people." I replied.

"That must be fun." he said.

"Can I ask you one question?"

"You already did." he answered with  smirk.

Shrugging off his comment, I said.

"Why is a prince like you outside his own palace and in town." I asked, waiting for a more elaborated answer this time.

"I was supposed to be on a meeting, but I'm normally ignored on them so I sneaked out to see what everyone does on town since I never get a chance to see that." he explained.

"Oh bad boy." I said.

We both laughed at my comment and then our food came. We carried out a small conversation. Him explaining me everything that has to do with royalty and me telling him stories and what we usually do here on town.

We kept on touch after that. And ever since, we've been friends, of course, me developing a small crush on him. Even though I have no chances with him, I mean his obviously going to have to marry someone from the royal family.

But how can I not fall in love with those hypnotizing hazel eyes, where you can see everything he's feeling. From pain to extreme happiness.

He is the boy of my dreams, my prince charming.

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Author's Note: I'm beginning to write tons of imagines with anticipation because I'm soon going to be traveling to LA and on March I'm starting school once again.

I hope you guys enjoy this one. I thought that if I was able to write one where the reader was the princess why not write one where Henry is the prince (even though he actually is).