Reaching Out (A Prince Harry of Wales FanFiction)

Chapter Thirty-Eight

James: You okay?

Allana: Yeah, Dad. It’s just that I am palpitating my heart out.

James: Do you need to drink any meds?

Allana: Inhaler.

He grabbed my bag and gave me my inhaler, and I inhaled.

James: Better?

Allana: Much better.

James: How did  it go inside?

Allana: Let’s just say that I have to make a decision regarding the wedding three months and two weeks from now.

James: Let’s just get ready for your brother’s wedding.

Allana: Dad, will you walk Brad?

James: No. You will.

Allana: Me? Why me?

James: Daddies walk their daughters.

Allana: Brad is not a daughter. So, why me?

James: Brad already asked Katarina, but she declined. Carmela will not be able to come today, so that leaves you.

Allana: Oh, I already asked Brad to walk me to the wedding

James: As long as you promise me a wedding.

Allana: I think it’s already promised. Remember? We all signed?

James: Tell the other party already.

Allana: I’m actually planning on a surprise.

James: A surprise wedding?

Allana: You’ll see in three months and two weeks.

When we arrived home, Brad was waiting in my room.

He looks immaculate.

Allana: You look, wow, breathtaking.

Brad smiled.

Brad: Really?

Allana: Picture perfect.

Brad: You don’t.

Allana: Not yet anyway. Why don’t I get ready first?

I looked down and noticed his shoes. It’s an old one.

Allana: What are those?

Brad: They’re my only formal shoes.

Allana: And you didn’t even bother to buy?

Brad nodded.

Allana: That’s unacceptable. Remove them at once.

He did as I went in my walk-in closet.

Brad: What am I supposed to wear?

I went out with a huge Prada paperbag.

Allana: Dear brother, you are going to wear this.

I handed him the paperbag.

Brad: I’m going to wear Prada?

Allana: It’s my wedding gift to you.

Brad smiled.

Brad: You bought this?

Allana: Yes. Just for you. This day.

Brad: Thank you, Ali. Really, thank you.

He hugged me.

Allana: Okay, let me get ready.

After showering, I blow dried my hair, I plan to let it down. My dress is pastel blue, they planned the motif of the wedding to be half, pastel blue for Brad’s family, pastel pink for Sam’s family. Then applied a little make up and voilá, I’m ready for a wedding.

I went back in my closet got a blue quilted Chanel bag and stared at my shoe collection, I can’t possibly wear stilettos with a cast! It’ll break my other leg. So I got my blue Prada flat shoes and got out, to my surprise, Brad was still there.

Allana: What are you still doing here?

Brad: I wanted to ask you something

Allana: Go, shoot.

Brad produced a flower box from his coat pocket.

Brad: Will you do the honours in walking me down the aisle?

Allana: It’ll be my pleasure.

He gave me the box and I put the flower on him.

Allana: That completes it.

Brad: No heels?

Allana: Broken tendon. So, no.

He hugged me.

Brad: Thank you.