The Royal

12

Mason POV

I smirk as I see Nathan's face turn red.

Hmmm I wonder why.

I pull him to the spot next to me.

Placing my hands on either side of his face I peer at his red face.

His yellow hazel eyes glowing, and opening wide.

"Why are you blushing...Sir."

I say smirking, He shakes his head, and pulls his head out of my grasp.

"I am not b-blushing. Any ways we would I have the need to?"

I shrug.

"Mmmm i dunno. Maybe because you are in the presence of a hot and sexy person like moi."

I say dramatically, I hear snickers burst from Oliver and James.

His face turns even more red, he stands up.

"Oh my gosh, I know I am fabulous, but I want to continue with this wonderful night!!"

I squeal grabbing Nathan's and James arm and then rushing out into our game room

Nathan's POV

What the fuck.

WHAT THE FUCK.

The freaking prince pulls me into the game room.

When we get to the couch, my free hand reaches out and shoved him away harshly.

His eyes widen as he lands on the floor.

I glare at him coldly.

"Don't touch me again.Because you make my heart pound."

My eyes widen and I cover my mouth quickly.

"What the fuck am I saying...."

I whisper to myself.

The three others stare at me.

"Tch."

I click my tongue and run out of the room, gritting my teeth.

"What the hell was that?!"

I scream when I reach the garden.

I run my fingers through my hair in frustration.

I fume, looking up at the sky.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY LIFE?!?!"

I scream, dropping to the floor and pounding the ground.

I know I'm making such a big deal over this....

But....

I just told a boy that he makes my heart beat fast.

Not a regular boy.

The prince.

...What is happening.....

To me.....?

Mason POV

I watched wide eyed as he rushed out of the room.

"GAAAAAY."

Oliver yelled in my ear.

I stood up and brushed myself off still looking at the doorway.

His heart pounds...for me? Whhhhaaat I thought he hated me...

I turned around and smiled to my brother and new friend.

"Please, do whatever you want in this room, please excuse me.

I say before dashing out to follow him.

I watch him as he goes into the garden he fums furiously, his hand going through his raven black hair.

But then something sticks out to me.

"I'm quitting."

He says.

I run out and jump on his back.

"NO DON'T QUIT PLEEASE, DON'T!!"

I plead.

He pulls me off of him, and stares wide eyed at me.

I feel tears start streaming down my face, I look as they fall, I was surprised.

I have never cried  real tears before, I wiped one off and looked at it.

"A t-t-tear?"

Quickly wiping them away I turn to Nathan.

"You can't leave, I will give a double raise....I will do anything! Just don't leave!"

Nathan stood there staring at me.

Then I feel arms wrap around me from behind.

"WHAT THE FUDGE?!"

I scream, jumping 10 feet off the floor.

Looking behind me I see a tear stained Amy.

"A-a-amy?"

"Noo Mason I am yours, and your mine!!! We are already engaged."

She is right...but the thing was is that I really don't want to marry anyone...my parents planned the wedding, and planned who i was going to marry. Currently I wasn't ready to marry anyone....i don't want to at all, but I do love Amy in a way.

I turned around, and held her hand steering her out of the garden and to her mansion next door.

I got on a horse and put her on it, and we rode to her house, on the way we talked and what not, she was tired, she was asleep once we got to her house.

I handed her to her maid, and then turned around heading to my place.

I got of of my horse and put him in the stables, petting her gently.

"Thanks willow, you are the best. Good night."

Kissing my grey horse, and closing the stable door I head back to the garden.

Not surprised to see no Nathan.

I go to the game room, to find Oliver and James sleeping with the TV on.

Turning off the Television, I head to Nathan's room.

I hesitate when I open the door, revealing Nathan sleeping peacefully in his bed.

Going to his bedside, I look down at Nathan's sleeping figure.

He looked so calm, peaceful, and content.

He wasn't wearing a frown or scowl or a mocking smirk.

"I am to tired to go to my room,"

I yawn.

I cuddle up next to him, only the covers blocking our bodies.

My eyes start to close, as I wrap my arm around him, falling into a deep peaceful sleep.