Book 1 || Finding Prince Charming || Harry Styles

Chapter 49

Her view.

"You're so lucky." Anna sits on my bed as she's watching me pack. "I wish I was going to France."
"We can go when I get back."
"With what money?" She sighs melodramatically and leans back on my bed. "Why does nothing awesome ever happen to me?"
"Anna, we're in London. Something awesome has already happened. Plus, if we stop eating out so much, we can definitely go to France. The train tickets weren't that expensive."
"Oh, I wish I was going on the Eurotrain." She sighs again. "And to Paris. Gay Paris, where have you been all my life?"
"I'm going to work." I roll my eyes at her as I pack my underwear.
"With you lover, who's a prince?" Anna sits up on my bed and grabs the underwear out of the bag.
"You can't take these granny panties. Take some pretty things."
"First off, we slept together once, that doesn't make him my lover. Secondly, I'm not taking a thong with me to Paris."
"You don't want to get down and dirty with a prince in granny panties."

Anna throws them on the floor. "No way am I letting you go to Paris with grey and green striped panties."
"There's nothing wrong with them." I bend down and pick them up.
"There's nothing right with them either." She grins and looks at me. "Okay, fine, answer me this question. If Harry makes a move on you and sneaks into your bedroom for some midnight fun, what would you say?"
"I would say 'hell no, it's time to go.'" I grin, pleased at my little rhyme.
"Really?" Anna raises an eyebrow at me.
"Well..." It's my turn to sigh. "I would say that at first, but if he decided not to leave I wouldn't make him."
"Exactly." She grins. "What if he pushes you on the bed and rips your PJs off and then he sees your panties. You'd be so embarrassed."
"That's not going to happen." I shake my head, but I do go back to my wardrobe and pull out three black silky thongs.
"That's what I'm talking about." She grins and lays back down on the bed. "This sucks. What am I supposed to do this weekend?"
"Why don't you hang out with Niall?"
"I wish." She makes a face.
"What about Louis?"
"Who?"
"You know, Louis that we met at the pub. Harry's brother?"
"Oh, him." She makes a face. "He's not really my cup of tea."
"But at least he'd be someone to hang out with."
"I suppose I could hang out with him if he really needed someone to chill with."
"I don't think..."
"Fine, fine, tell him I'm willing to spend time with him on Saturday. He can take me to lunch or something."
"Anna, I don't even know if he's free on Saturday."
"If he knows what's good for him, he'll be free." She jumps off of my bed and laughs.
"Okay, I'm going to go and have a Jammie Dodger, want one?"
"No, thanks." I laugh. "You're addicted to those cookies."
"You mean 'biscuits.'" She fakes a British accent and we both laugh.

"You'll be okay this weekend, right?" I give her a small smile as she leaves the room and she nods.
"I'll be fine." She smiles back at me. "I'm a big girl. I'll find something to do."
"I'll buy you something nice in France."
"Just bring me back a hot French kiss and make pastries."
"Sure, I'll bring one for me and one for you."
"You don't need one. You have Harry."
"Anna, I don't have anyone, let alone Harry." I roll my eyes at her. "Plus, I don't want him. He's an ass."
"An ass that's good in bed."
"Well, he wasn't that good."
"So you'd say no to seconds?"
"I don't know." I giggle and give her a quick hug. "I'm going to miss you this weekend."
"I'll miss you too, but I expect you to have lots of fun and to tell me all about it. Even the orgasms."
"Anna!" I exclaim, shocked, and she just laughs.

I sit down on the edge of my bed and close my eyes. I have no idea why I agreed to the trip so easily, but I do know that I'm excited. I enjoy spending time with Harry and I am hopeful that this weekend will see us growing closer. I want to get to know the real him. The man behind the mask...