Her Highness h.s

Chapter 4 (Far from normal)

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He's wearing black skinny jeans with grey t-shirt. He has something wrapped around his head, a bandana, I think? He has his sleeves rolled up, which shows his tattoos better, tattoos that I didn't notice before.

The one that catches my eyes is the anchor on his wrist. I flutter my eyelashes, observing it some more.

" Are you done staring? " A husky voice wakes me up from my thoughts.

" I wasn't staring" I mumble and flush.

Jess chuckles at my embarrasing moment, making me shoot a glare at her.

" Yes, you were" Harry protests, as him and Jess begin laugh together in sync.

"No, I was just looking at your tattoos. They're stupid and they look like that one day you were bored and drew some shit on yourself" I'm being mean on purpose, his smirk still not fading after hearing my harsh words.

"Lilly, don't be like that!" Jess interrupts me,"I like them. Especially the Rose tattoo" She's touching the rose tattoo on Harry's arm with her fingertips.

Of course she has something nice to say.

" Yeah, it was a hard one to draw" he jokes and smiles, dimples popping up. Gosh, he has a twisted humour.

"O-kay, we have to go now, don't we Jess?" I cut their obnoxious flirting off.

"Wait, are we still up for tomorrow? Jess states, with her eyes full of excitement, flickering her eyelashes at Harry.

No, it can't be. I pinch the bridge of my nose as I realize what they're talking about.

"Sure, I'm picking you up at seven," Harry replies to her and glances at me.

I'm guessing, he sees through my horrified face.

Oh my god, so they really did plan to go on a date.

If this guy is ever gonna be Jess' boyfriend, I'm gonna kill myself. I can't stand him.

After they finish talking about their date that is apparently tomorrow, Jess hugs Harry a good bye and we finally get to go.

"I don't have a car with me, can you give me a ride?" Jess says after our 10 minutes of silence while we're walking.

"Yeah, sure." I say coldly.

We head up to my car and climb in. I put radio on as I drive, and luckily they play my favorite song 'Beautiful' by Eminem. I turn the volume up and sing along " They don't you're be-e-eautiful" until Jess kills my vibe by turning the volume down.

"Lilly" she whispers.

"What" I say nonchalantly and look at her from the corner of my eye

"Are you okay?" She says. Of course I'm not okay. I don't like the idea of you dating that jerk.

But, hey who am I to judge her.

"I'm okay, sorry. I'm just thinking about stuff. So, tell me how did he ask you out?" I try to sound as interested as possible.

"He didn't, I did" I raise my eyebrows,"But he accepted it right away and said that he's glad that I did ask him out"

"Well, that's good. I hope it goes well" I speak as I pull my car over her house.

"See you at school Lilly! Thanks for the drive" She shouts and leaves.

As soon as I get home, I'm so relieved that I remembered to take my keys with me. It's already 10p.m. I'm hoping that Mary's asleep and I surely know that my parents are still abroad. I open the door and there she is, standing in front of me, her arms folded.

Oh, no.

I clasp my chest because of the horror that I'm facing.

" Where have you been, yound lady?" she almost screams. This is bad. This is the first time, I get caught on sneaking around.

"I'm sorry, please. I was just at the mall with Jessie. You can call her parents a-and-" She stops me with her warm smile.

"I believe you, but just promise me you won't do this ever again Miss Liliya, it's too late for you and you didn't even ask permission to go out. What would I tell your parents, if something had happened to you? You know, you're not a normal teenager."

That last sentence is what makes me really mad.

I hate it.

I try to avoid the whole idea of me being a princess but they always keep shoving it up to my face.

I heavily breath in and out and manage to agree.

As soon as I'm done with her lecture, I go upstairs and just lay in my bed and stare at the ceiling. I'm always trying to avoid the truth and act like I'm normal.

No one ever has seen that I'm different from everybody else, they all seem to buy the act.

I began to close my eyes when Niall's face flashes before me.

Oh right, Niall! I have to text and thank him.

*I heard you defended me, thanks*

After 10 minutes, I check my phone again; he hasn't answered. I flip my

pillow and close my eyelids.