Princess of England (Harry Styles)

Chapter 28

~~~ Princess Isabelle's POV ~~~

"Are you sure you're ready for a ball?" Logan asked as I tied his tie.

"It's been ten days." I shrugged sadly. I patted his tie and went over to the mirror. I fixed my dress and moved my tiara.

"I'm talking about your mum." I haven't talked to her in three days. We haven't made any contact or anything. Tonight that would change. Her and I were giving a speech together. Any and every rich person would be here tonight. It didn't matter who they were. I only cared about the money they were donating to the charity I had built.

"Ready?" My dad asked. I nodded and looped my arms in Logan's.

Throughout this ball I was being closely watched. Not only by Xavier and Charlie, but by Logan. Every male who wanted to could dance with me tonight- for a donation. To dance with me would cost at least five hundred dollars. It was also allowable to donate any higher than that.

I sighed as I was called up to the stage with my mother. I hated this. Can I just kill myself? Just quickly get a knife and STAB! I wouldn't do that, but I would rather eat out of a toilet bowl than be this close with Eleanor. Yep, it's a first name relationship now.

I looked at my selfish mother. Her baby bump had began to form and it was visible but it wasn't too big. Her long red dress made the baby bump look bigger than it was. I rolled my eyes and put on a fake smile as I joined her.

She began her part of the speech while I stood there smiling. She nudged me. I came out of my own world and smiled. I looked around to the hundreds of people here.

"Adding to that," I smiled. "With all of the money-" I stopped as the ballroom door opened. There he stood. His brown curly hair was pushed back- the way I liked it. His black suit made him look even sexier. I haven't seen him in over a week. And he looked so good.

I was speechless as his eyes never left mine. I watched him as he began walking up the center of the floor, moving through the opening that the people had made.

What the hell was he doing here? I mean I longed for the day when he would come back for me- seeing that my mother made him do what he did. But why now? Why when I was giving the most important speech of the month. The speech that could raise me tons of money to donate to children in need.

I turned to the steps as he swiftly moved up them. Before I could do anything he grabbed my face and kissed me. I closed my eyes and smiled into the kiss. People began to whisper and gasp. I put my hands on his, putting my fingers in between his.

"Your mum-"

"I know." I said. He wiped my tear away. "I'm sorry." I cried.

"I told you to never come back." My mother spat to him.

"Get everyone out." My dad told the security men. They nodded and soon everyone was out. I grabbed Harry's hand.

"Don't talk to him like that." I said.

"He's not welcomed here."

"Harry is always welcomed here." I emphasized Harry and always to let her know.

"I told you that it was her or your family." I gave her a cold look.

"You what?" I asked through clenched teeth.

"I told him that if he didn't leave you alone I would hurt him and his family."

"You really are a bitch." I said.

"Isabelle." My dad said.

"William." My grandma said and shook her head.

"I don't know who you think you are! You've became a whore."

"Well I guess I get it from you." She brought her hand up to me but Harry stepped in front of me. He put her hand back to her side. I smiled and turned Harry to me. I made sure she was watching then I began to kiss Harry. She ran out of the ballroom. I pulled away from Harry, but he kissed me again. I opened my eyes.

"I'm so sorry." He cried. I wiped his face from his tears. "I shouldn't have listened to her." I shook my head and kissed him. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Harry." He kissed me again. I looked over to my dad after I pulled away. He stood there staring at nothing.

"She threatened you?" He asked Harry. I looked up at Harry. He nodded to my father.

"I'm sorry. I-"

"Harry, don't apologize. I'm sorry for her." Dad said then looked at me. "That was un called for."

"I'm eighteen. She can't tell me whom I am and aren't allowed to see." He sighed and kissed my forehead. He walked out of the ballroom with two guards following. I looked around the room and seen Logan, Niall, Zayn, Liam, Louis, and Grandma. I looked at gram and she smiled at me. She nodded and walked out with another two guards behind her. I looked at Logan.

He came up to the stage and I bent down a bit and put my hands on his shoulders. He placed his hands on my waist and got me down. We looked at each other and then burst into smiles. He picked me up and spun me around.

"You did it." He smiled.

"I know." He chuckled and spun me around. I hugged him again. I looked over to the boys. I tried getting all of them into a hug.

"Thank you. All of you." I said and kissed each of their cheeks.

"What did we do?" Louis asked. I turned to him.

"All of you came to make sure I was okay. I haven't had many friends in my life and you guys doing that just made my life a lot better." All the boys put their lips somewhere, besides my lips, on my face. I laughed. "I love you boys."

"We love you, Princess." I turned to Harry and he was smiling down to me.

Logan was sleeping on my couch in the corner of the room while Harry and I were in my bed. We just laid in each others arms, in a comfortable silence. His lips frequently coming into contact with my head, face, or any part of my body close to his plump lips. His arms wrapped tightly around me, as if he was going to lose me again. Him drawing tiny circles into my bare skin. Our bodies so close that I was almost on top of him. My ear on his chest, letting me listen to his heart beat. The covers pulled close. I was absolutely loving this moment.

Harry planted another kiss on the inside of my hand. I sat up and turned to him. He kept his hand on me as I leaned down and kissed him.

"What made you come back?" I asked kind of already knowing the answer. He pushed my hair off my shoulders.

"I couldn't stand to see you possibly with another guy. Plus I wasn't going to let your mum tell me to leave. I also needed to show her that I loved you." I smiled and laid my head next to his. I moved closer and he smiled and turned his head to me.

"Thank you for not listening to her." He smiled and I kissed him.

"I'm never letting you go, again."

"Please don't."

"Never." I smiled as he again kissed me.