Arabella || h.s.

009.

Arabella M.

I enter the castle garden to cool down just a bit. I go to the bushes that have my favorite flowers on them. I always come here to relax or cool down. Usually when my mother gets me annoyed or mad. There's a small bench beside the bush so I head over there and sit down.

All that's on my mind is the image of Harry and Beau kissing. Yes, he may have tried to push her away but that doesn't mean I didn't feel a slight pinch in my heart. Seeing that was not something I wanted to see. Especially on my birthday. Harry didn't even seem happy with her presence at all. I can tell that they have some sort of history together because of his expression when seeing her and the lustful look that she gets whenever she sees him.

At least he doesn't have a mutual expression as she does.

I sigh and start looking at the flowers. I take one from the bush and smell it. It smells so good. Honestly, if I had to choose the type of flowers to get for my party, I would've chosen these. They're so beautiful and smell delightful. But of course, my mother doesn't like these types of flowers, she chose the ones hat she likes. Sometimes, I think my mother thinks that I'll like the things that she like but I don't. Her taste and mine are very different.

As I drown in my thoughts, I think about how I became who I am now. There are rare moments when I wish I wouldn't have let him turn me into someone that breaks the rules of the castle. He will forever be the person who ruined me. I gave him everything. I mean everything and anything. I had valued so many things and I managed to give it all to him. He never cherished it the way I cherished it. He used them as my weakness. He had left me broken to the point where I know I will never be the same person as I was ever again.

My train of thoughts are broken when I hear leaves ruffling. I look over to my right towards the noise that it come from. I hear a twig snapped from the same direction. I stand up and walk towards the noise. I stay put when I see a black figure. Searching for a self defense object, they get closer and their face gets a little more clearer. When close enough, I see that it's Harry. I let out a small sigh of relief and chuckle.

"I thought you were someone else" I say looking at the ground.

"Were you expecting someone else?"

"No, it just surprised me because I was suppose to be alone. I thought you were stronger than that?" I said, cockly. I had a smirk on my face when I said that but I also felt hurt

"What do you mean?' He had a confused look on his face.

"You trying to push Beau off of you. She was still kissing you when I left. Did you lose your strength all of a sudden?" I tilted my head to the side, slightly.

Or maybe you didn't want to push her off and that you might still have feelings for her?

"Oh..Well I'll have you know, I created a little poem for her that I already told" He laughs at the thought of what he had done. "But you need to know the full story. I have a feeling you're upset at me about this and I don't want you too"

To be completely honest, I don't care if she got her feelings hurt. She's a bitch to me so I do wish I was there to watch what happened. Though was Harry wanted to tell me was making me a little nervous.

Harry S.

"What the fuck, Beau?!" I was angry that she had the nerve to throw herself at me and kiss me. Especially after I shared the most amazing kiss with Arabella a few hours ago.

"I know you wanted to kiss me, baby. I just decided to make the first move" She said.

The thought of wanting to kiss her again made me sick.

"Why would I want to kiss you again?"

"Why wouldn't you want to kiss me? I'm kissable. You should know this" She winked.

"Well anyways, I saw this poem and it made me think of you" I said. "Ready?'. I coughed. "Roses are red, violets are blue, I thought Voldemort was ugly, but then I saw you". She looked furious when I finished. Her face was red and she looked humiliated. The people around us were looking at her that she ran away. I smirk and walk towards the garden.

I search for Arabella in the garden. I know she's here somewhere because I saw her come here after seeing me and Beau. I don't blame her, though. If I were to see her and a different guy kissing, I would freak. But I couldn't do anything about it. She isn't my girlfriend.

I wish she was.

I can't tell her who she can and can't date. I see a figure from a distance. I get closer to the person. While walking towards them I step on a small tree branch and noticed that the person heard. They reacted and went into defense mode. They started getting closer. When they were close enough, I saw that is was Arabella.

The way she blends together with the white flowers is mesmerizing. she is absolutely beautiful. Her gorgeous hazel eyes stare at me as I walk closer to her. Those eyes can bring me to my knees and allow her to make me do whatever she wants. I was standing in front of her now. Everything looked even more mesmerizing now that I can see every little thing on her face. Her eyes showed that was as scared a little bit but when she saw that it was me, she seemed to calm down.

"I thought you were someone else" She said, looking at the ground

"Were you expecting someone else?" I pray to god she wasn't. I don't want anyone to interrupt us. Again.

"No, it just surprised me because I was suppose to be alone. I thought you were strong than that?" She sounded somewhat cocky for a second. She tilted her head slightly as if I knew what she was stalking about. But damn did that smirk do things to me.

"What do you mean?' I was confused on what she meant by that.

"You trying to push Beau off of you. She was still kissing you when I left. Did you lose your strength all of a sudden?" She said tilting her head once again.

"Oh...Well I'll have you know, I created a little poem for her that I already told" I laughed at the memory of her furious face when I said it. "But you need to know the full story. I have a feeling you upset at me about this and I don't want you too"

I need her to know. That Beau means nothing to me. Hasn't meant anything to me since what she did to me. I knew that I was starting to like Arabella. I felt over the moon when we kissed. It was better than any other kiss I've had. Arabella means something to me. I don't know what it s yet, but I plan to stick around and find out.

"That kiss with Beau and I meant nothing. She came to me and started saying bullshit. Me and her broke up three years ago. Our break up is another story for another day. All I want you to know that our kiss meant something to me, as cliche as it sounds, it did. WIth Beau, I felt numb and somewhat disgusted. I also want you to know that if you try to push me away, it won't work. I plan to stay here for the long run. For me, for you, and for us. I can tell that this is only the beginning. I don't care about your position. Princess or not. But I also want you for you, if you want to be a queen or not. Truthfully, having a princess that is a bit of a bad girl is kind of a turn on" I smirked at the last sentence I said.

Although, everything was true. I want there to be something between us. I know it's only been a few days since I actually met her but the things she makes me feel is something incredible.

This is only the beginning, princess Arabella.

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...... I honestly have no words. I've been MIA for these past couple months. I lost the feeling of writing and thinking on what can keep the plot line yet interesting at the same time. Although, there was an update the day of Harry's birthday ;)

Not enough? Okay...

Not to mention, writers block as well. I can't promise that it won't take me a while until I update again. Like I'm always say, I'll try.

No promises though.

Love ya, Ash