Book 1 || Finding Prince Charming || Harry Styles

Chapter 50

His view.

I hang up the phone with the hotel and grin to myself. Everything's according to plan. All I need to do now is calling the press. I groan as I think about what I'm doing. When do I ever call the press to alert them where I'm going to be? But desperate times call for desperate measures. I need the paparazzi to be there, if my plan is going to work.
"Liam," I speak into the phone slowly wanting to make sure that he understands exactly what I'm going to say.
"Prince Harry, I wanted to apologize once again about what happened." He begins but I cut him off.
"I need you to get in contact with the press. I'm going to France. I'm staying at a small hotel in Giverny. I need you to make sure the paparazzi are there on Friday night."
"Prince Harry?" He sounds shocked. "Are you sure?"
"I'm not out of my mind, Liam." I close my eyes and Cassidy's face appears. "At least, I don't think I am." I groan.
"So you want me to call thee press?"
"Yes." I pause and take a deep breath. "And I need another favour."
"Yes, sir?"
"I need you to get someone to barge into the room on Saturday morning. They need to pretend they are room service and they need to have a camera."
"Sir?"
"Don't question me, just do it."
"Yes, Prince Harry. Anything else?"
"That's it for now." I smile as I hang up the phone. If everything's going according to plan, I'll have Cassidy in Romeria before she knows it. Then I'll finally be able to get her out of my system. All I need is a week. One week and I can go back to the way my life was before she came into it.

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Her view.

"So this will be your first time on a train?" Harry's surprisingly jovial when he picks me up on Saturday morning.
"On the Eurostar, not a train, period."
"This will be my first time on the Eurostar as well." He winks at me as we get on and take our seats.
"You've never been on the Eurostar before?" I look at him in surprise.
"Oh, of course I've travelled on it before. This will be my first time having sex on it."
"Sex?" My jaw drops and I notice an older lady giving me a disapproving look.
"Don't advertise it to the world, Cassidy." Harry winks at me as we settle in.
"Advertise what?" I hiss at him.
"That this will be our first time."
"I'm not having sex on a train with you."
"Oh?" He leans over and runs his fingers down my arm. "I thought that's what we were talking about."
"You are so inappropriate." I shake my head at him. "You are my professor and my boss. You shouldn't be making such comments."
"What comments?"
"Comments suggesting that we're going to have sex on the train."
"Don't you want to?" His fingers move to my leg and I freeze.
"No, I don't." I whisper.
"I've always thought it would be an exhilarating experience to make love on a train."
"Harry!" I exclaim loudly as his fingers run up and down my thigh.
"Relax," he laughs and pulls his fingers back. "We shouldn't break our train-ride cherries today."
"You're disgusting." I shake my head at him. "And wildly inappropriate."
"I'm just a man who likes to have fun." He smiles at me. "And we're not in the classroom now." He winks at me and leans back in his seat. "I think I'll have a light nap. Wake me up if you change your mind."