The Unexpected Journey-A Prince Harry Fan Fic

Chapter 50

Friday

If Maddie's birthday was a representation of the small town, simple life she came from, Harry's was the exuberant opulence of his. As William and Bishop had planned, they would be spending the weekend, Friday through, off the coast of Greece on a large private chartered yacht. At the time Maddie had been so caught up in the nude photo catastrophe that it hadn't really set in just how crazy of a plan it was; how foreign, how elusive.

But that morning when Harry picked her up at her place in shorts, a t-shirt, and a wide smile that already told of a holiday, it started to sink in. And she kind of wished that Ella hadn't made plans to meet Matt's parents; then she would be coming too. But Harry was there and his mood was proving contagious. He was relaxed and casual as he took her bag from her and put in the trunk of the car; winking as she slid into the seat next to him letting out a long breath.

"You okay?"

"Nervous," she smiled with a shrug.

"Nervous?" Harry laughed. "You know everyone who's going to be there. You know them well. There's a captain so, you know...I won't be sailing the boat. That alone should make you feel better..." They both laughed at that. "And Jim will be there," Harry pointed to his officer.

"Hi Jim," Maddie waved.

"Doctor Forrester," he nodded his hello.

"What are you nervous about?" Harry held her hand in his. "I know you know how to swim..."

"I do," she sighed. "I don't know why I'm nervous. Maybe I'm just excited...don't worry about it," she squeezed his cheek lightly. "It'll pass."

"Okay," he agreed; leaning to kiss her. Maddie held tight to his hand as they made their way to the airport; to the waiting private chartered airplane.

It was funny; Maddie couldn't help but chuckle. All of this time she had known Harry, all of this time she had been with him; this was one of the first times when the disparity between her childhood and his hit her with full force. Their car drove right up next to the airplane that would take him and his closest family and friends off to a private, chartered yacht off the coast of Greece. For the weekend. It was a world of curtsies and bows and your royal highness. It was lush and grand and Maddie wanted to pinch herself; just to be sure she wasn't imagining things.

Boarding the plane took her breath away. It was large and luxurious and the onboard staff members were incredibly professional and helpful. Harry made his way casually around; dropping his on board bag next to a seat, tossing his hat onto a chair and moving to check out the bar.

"Drink?" He looked up to her.

"Sure," Maddie nodded, taking a deep breath; maybe it would help her relax. Just as Harry returned to her side with a glass in his hand and a kiss for her cheek, they heard Bishop's voice calling to them from the steps to the plane. When he stepped on, they both burst into laughter.

"Nice shirt," Maddie glared first at Bishop and then at Harry. "You really had to give him one?"

"I really did," Harry moved to hug Bishop.

"I think you wore that just to mess with me," Maddie nudged Bishop as he leaned to kiss her cheeks.

"I do most things to mess with you Doctor," he winked; leaning back out the door to take a bagged guitar from his driver. "Thank you." He smiled as he brought the instrument onto the plane.

"Hold on," Maddie looked to Harry. "Bishop plays the guitar?"

"Bishop plays the guitar." Harry nodded with a grin.

"Bishop does lots of things you have yet to discover love," Bishop grinned wickedly at her as he moved to a seat.

"This is going to be an amazing trip," Maddie giggled as Harry shook his head at his best friend.