Cruel {Zarry}

21

It was 6 in the morning and Harry and I were on our way towards the resort. We have been driving for an hour now and we're still half way there.

"You're not really a morning person, are you?" Harry tried to start a conversation.

Oh I am, just not with killers.

"Is it that obvious then?" I joked.
Of course I couldn't say my thoughts out loud.

"Mhh..." Harry hummed before changing the channel on the radio. "So you're still not going to tell me where we're going to? I mean I agreed to unknowingly go with someone I met just days before. Seems a bit sketchy, don't you think? For all I know you'll leave me somewhere in the woods or burry me alive."

"We're not all like you, Harry."

I saw him get tensted and for a moment I thought I fucked up and he knew what I was actually referring to."

So I decided to joke about it, "I mean, we, humans, actually trust each other."
I'm not sure if that made any sense but I saw him smile and I dared to breath in again.

"Haha, funny." He sarcastically said. "So can I at least guess where we're going to?" He looked up.

I nodded my head as I switched lanes.

"Okay and just say warm or cold if I'm close to guessing the right place, okay?" He asked.

"Alright," I answered and waited on him to start.

He lowered down the volume of the radio and started guessing. "Is it a hotel?"

"Warm." I said.

"Is it a amusement park?"

"A little bit warm."

"A bungalow?"

"Cold."

He sighed, "This is pointless because even though I say the right thing, all you can say is : 'warm or cold."

"Hey, it was your idea." I laughed when I saw him pouting. "Now princess, stop with that face and decide on what you want for breakfast." I said as I left the highway to stop at a restaurant that was located at the side.

"It doesn't matter." He answered disappointed.

Not gonna lie, he looked adorable right now.

"Princess. I promise, you will have lots of fun when we get there. Now please tell me what you want to eat." I stopped the car in the parking lot and took his hand in mine. I watched how he smiled when I placed a kiss on the back of it.

It made him giggle. "Now that's the sound I much rather hear." I kissed it again.

"Just some croissants please."

"Anything for you." I bowed down. "Would you like anything to drink with it?"

"Just a coffee with cream and lots of sugar." He blushed.

"Of course, my princess."

"Zeeee. Staphhh." He blushed again.

"I can't believe it, first you have a dom&sub kink and now a Royalty one too?" I teased.

"It's.. uh... it's not a kink." He tried to argue. "I just like it when you call me that."

"Sure you do." I teased him again. "Now if you excuse me, my princess, I need to take care of some business." I said as I opened my door.

"You sound so hot right now, even if the 'business' you're talking about is getting breakfast." He laughed.

I kissed him. "Be right back babe."

I went to the restaurant and orderd us some food to go with. While I waited on my order to be ready, I texted Liam. He should be meeting me here in like 2 minutes but still there was no one near the restaurant.

He answered me right away and before I knew it, my friend was standing in front of me.

"Hey, you look familiar."

"Do you watch porn?"

"What?" He asked confused.

"What?" I repeated while hiding my smile.

"Why are you so weird." He sighed. "Anyway, is Harry in the car?"

I nodded my head. "Yes."

"Okay good, he can't see us together or else he will get suspicious." He whispered.

"I got is so far."

"Still not a morning person, I see." He laughed.

"Why is everyone saying that? Should I dance around with pompoms to celebrate the big mess I'm in? I mean I'm traveling with someone who wants to kill me but at the same time he does kill me with his adorable face and sexyness. Every minute in the car, I fight against the urge to make out with him or call him out on his intentions. It's just so fucking frustrating and to start this day with a lie and spend the next couple of days living a lie. I'm just so tired and I only know him for a couple of days. I feel like my hair is falling out."

"Damn bro." Liam finally said. It was nice of him to let me talk. I did feel a bit more better once that was out.

"I know it must have been so hard for you, sitting in that car. But please remember why we are doing this. What our plan is. They are not good people and it's time someone finally put them on their places. Liam tried.

"Your order is ready sir." The girl behind the counter loudly said.

For a minute I got scared, what if she had heard my little out burst. But judging by the look on her face and the distance we were standing at, it doesn't seem like she possibly could have heard anything.

I walked over to her with a fake smile. My mom always thaught me to be nice to everyone, especially those who make your food.

She smiled back at me, a tired and fake smile. That's going to be 24,65 dollars, sir. I took out my wallet and looked for change.

I couldn't find anything so I was forced to use my card. Great, another thing my father gets to bitch about. I could hear is judgemental speech already: "The amount you're spending on useless things is horrible, you're out of control."

After I paid for my food, I took the bag from her. She wished me a good day.

That's when I looked at her namecard.
"Thanks you too, uhmm...Gemma?"
"Did I pronounced it right?"