~Michael~
“Okay so now that I have full power over all that money what should I do?” I had cornered Is into one of the games rooms while Jessica, and Uncle Harold were still at breakfast.
“Um, I don’t know,” Is said with a shrug.
“How can you not know?” I teased. “Come on, what’s your idea?”
“I really need to go Mikey,” Izzy said trying to get past me to the door.
“Oh,” I said sadly. How stupid was I? Just because she was one of the main parts of my life now didn’t mean I was one for her. She had had a life and everything before coming to Arsom this summer. I had had nothing. I was just pathetic.
“Oh I’m so sorry!” She instantly apologized. One hand went to her mouth and the other came out and touched my chest. I instantly felt better, instead of the rage I felt when Jessica touched me.
“You have nothing to be sorry for,” I said with a smile.
“Yes I do! You went to all of that trouble to bring me back and I’m not even spending time with you! I’m a terrible person!” Now she covered her face with both of her hands. I really wished she wouldn’t do that, I liked looking into her pretty little eyes.
“You spent time with me yesterday,” I reminded her.
“Yes but I made you do business during that time! I feel so bad,” she said sadly.
“Izzy look at me,” I said. She kept her hands on her cheeks but raised her head to look at me. “What are you doing today?”
“I’m going kayaking with my dad,” she said.
“You should be spending more time with him than me. You came to visit him, so go do something with him finally,” I urged. I didn’t want Is to go, but nothing could change the fact that she was Chef Dermen’s daughter. He had more of a claim to her than I did.
“But you did all of that work over the last couple of days! I owe you time to!” She said dropping her hands from her pixie like face.
“And your father moped around the castle worrying about you. Go do something with him, I’ll see you when you get back,” I promised.
“Are you sure?” Is asked.
“Positive. I may be king but that doesn’t mean I have the right to keep you from your father because I’m selfish.”
“Why would you be selfish?” Is questioned. How do I answer that without saying ‘because I love you and want to spend every minute with you’?
“Because Izzy, you are one of my only friends and I want to keep you to myself,” I kind of lied.
“Aw,” she said her face lighting up in a smile. “I really have to go now,” she said. She kissed my cheek lightly and walked away, not even giving me time to respond.
Is had probably kissed my cheek without thinking. She had probably done the same thing to tons of guys. Wow that hurt to think about. But it was pathetic how even as I walked up to my rooms, the nanosecond her lips had been on my skin was the only thing I could think about.
I sat on the couch when I entered my rooms and just stared at the wall. I was the king of Arsom. I was only sixteen and according to some magazines I had seen in town when I went to find Is, one of the hottest monarchs ever.
So if all of that was true, why couldn’t I get Is to love me? Diego knew my feelings for her, as well as Josh, and I think the rest of her friends suspected something, but why was it that Is did not notice? Was she aware of my feelings and just letting me down easy by pretending not to know about them, or were my feelings the only thing she didn’t notice?
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I am the King, Right?
RomanceMichael Zanaya was crowned king of Arsom when he was only four. His father recently died of cancer and his mother disappeared when he was little. 13 years later, how can Michael deal with being one of the youngest kings with his Uncle Harold as adv...
