The 4 Prince & Me (1D)

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Divya

"Princess Divya i'm Thomas , i'll be your personal driver in your stay here in england and please let me help you with your bags" he grabs my bags well i had 7 big LV bags that my mother packed for me.

"Thanks and is this always cold here in england ??" I asked

"Not really but when you get to Buckingham No more coldness" he smiled as me chuckle , i made my way to the car which is kinda big for a girl like me but this will do since i had big bags on the compartment. Thomas starts driving as i look at the area some dude are taking pictures of me inside the car , i look away because i hate camer flash makes me dizzy.
On our way to buckingham i took a rest because its an 30 minutes drive from Uk Lax Airport to the buckingham
I need my sleep now.

Harry

I was on the VougeUk clothing Building
They are making my suit for the ball tomorrow night. I need to impress everyone by my style of fashion since i'm a british model , who is also soon to be king of england . Speaking of that i'm thinking about if i became king i got alot of projects to do , and also my responsibility to look for new
People in the palace and new guards just to make sure everyone has a job .

"Excuse ??" The tailor comes front

"Yes Prince Harry"

"Oh um i'm going to look for some things around here if you wouldnt mind i'll just come back later so i can get my tuxs ?" He nodded

"Okay thanks- dante" i left and go look for some new clothes here , i crossed the street and some paps notice me but soon they were no more of them .
I walked until i found a shop called
UkCulture , i head inside and see different style of clothing which are my taste . I look around and browse some shirt and hats , there boots were very not good because of the cloth and texture arent not very impressive.
The girls here are looking at me which are making me do my thing like flirting and doing the signature smirk.

Soon i found a shirt that says royalty king , i grabbed as a other hand grabs it i look at this person until .. I widen my eyes .

"Styles" she spoke

"Hervandez" i said , oh my worst frenemy in my high school life
She was that mean bad ass bitch who had a pretty face and i always call her
Blondie because of her hair .

"We meet again.." She says

"Certainly yes Blondie" i said crossing my arms with a smirk do the next

"Do shut up curls and what bring a Frat boy here in england ??" She asked

"The Royal Queen of England needs me" i said and she laughed .

"You ? The queen needs you ?? What the heck ? Your just a flirty guy who plays with girls feelings" she said

"Whatever skinny blondie , and please i had enough of your words of wisdom
I bet guys arent very impressive of that mouth of yours" i took a step making me closer to her .

"Well i bet the girls who you played once are now bashing you styles , you may fool every girl in the world bit you cant fool me" she said

"Divya..i think you and me will see each other maybe tonight...because this dude drives you crazy" i whisper

"Maybe NOT harry , you once fool my bestfriend and when it turns to me not a Chance" she was good , she hasnt change much . She was my classmate since high school and we go to the same college but different Class but we see each other because i always told my friends to invite her in the party but never tell her i did that.