Reaching Out (A Prince Harry of Wales FanFiction)

Chapter Fifty-Three

Before Harry started the engine, I got my phone in my bag and took a photo of me and Harry with our hats. I took like, 5 shots and I like his funny face, his smiley face, his wacky face and his face.

Harry: Can we go now?

Allana: Of course.

Harry: Could you send those pictures to me?

What?!

Allana: E-mail?

Harry: Yes.

Allana: Why don't I just print it? I have a printer at home.

Harry: That'll be better.

Then we left.

Harry: What are we having for dinner?

Allana: Do you eat salmon?

Harry: Yes.

Allana: Then, I will cook, Grilled Salmon Mignons with Tomato Basil Relish.

Harry: Wow.

Allana: And I think I have a bottle or two of Rosé's at home.

Harry: Rosé's compliment Salmon Mignons.

Wow. It seems like he's had it before.

Harry's driving and it's seems like he's going the wrong way.

Allana: Hey, Harry, have you been in this part of the city before?

Harry: No.

Allana: Where are we going?

Harry: You're place.

Allana: Have you been in my place?

Harry: No.

Allana: Then, where are we going?

Harry: I don't know.

Allana: Can I drive? Because when I drive, there is an assurance that we can arrive home.

Harry: Please? I really do not know where I am going.

I smiled at him.

Allana: Okay, stop the car.

He did and removed his seatbelt and I did so too. Then switched places.

Allana: Tell me when you know a place, the next time we go around somewhere, then I'll let you drive.

He smiled.

When I drove, we reached my house at about 45 minutes. Harry drove to the other side of town, which took me 15 minutes to get out of.

When we reached the gate of my house, I stopped in front of it, and grabbed the phone from my bag and called my help, Clarisse, to buzz me in.

Harry's face looked normal when he saw my place, my house kinda looks a lot like the Kensington Palace but when you go in from the gate in a car, you have to go up a little then, you will see a fountain right outside the entrance hall. I parked Harry's car in front of the fountain.

Allana: Well, this is where I live.

Harry: It looks like Kensington.

Allana: Well, this was my great, great, great grandfather's house.

Harry: You do like vintage.

I smiled.

Clarisse welcomed us at the entrance.

Clarisse: Welcome home.

Allana: Hello, Clarisse.

Clarisse looked stunned to see Harry, then she curtsied.

Clarisse: Hello, sir.

Harry smiled then walked to me, and got the shopping bags out of my hands, and then Clarisse rushed over Harry to get them out of his.

Harry: Oh, I don't-

Clarisse: No, sir, it's okay.

Harry: Oh, okay.

Then Clarisse left.

Allana: Shall we?