Kate: Not allergic to anything.
William: Not allergic to anything.
Peter: Peanuts.
Autumn: Peanuts.
Isla and Savannah: Peanuts.
Beatrice: Peanuts.
Eugenie: Jasmine.
Jack; Peanuts
Dave: Peanuts.
Allana: Harry? What are you allergic to?
Harry: Nothing.
Allana: Then it’s settled! I am not cooking food that is with peanuts and jasmines. Easy.
Harry: Let’s get cookin’!
When we got in the kitchen, I do not know what to cook.
Allana: What will I cook?
Harry: I have no idea.
I went to the refrigerator.
Allana: There’s a whole chicken, pepperoni’s, mozzarella cheese, some franks and alot more.
Harry: How about pizza and roasted chicken?
Allana: And spag.
Harry: Yes.
Allana: Great! We’ll just have to have a grocery shopping tomorrow.
Harry: Tomorrow afternoon. We’ll go skiing in the morning
Allana: I can’t ski. Remember my leg?
Harry: Right. So what? You’re gonna stay here?
Allana:Yes.
Harry: I’ll have Austin be with you.
Allana: What about you? Don’t you need security?
Harry: Yes, I do. But you’ll need it more.
Allana: Why do you think that I need it more?
Harry: You’ll be alone here.
Allana: What about George?
Harry: I don’t know about him.
Allana: Okay. I can be alone.
(Dinner Time)
Kate: This is so amazing.
William: This is so out of the ordinary. Harry, you are so lucky. You get to eat and enjoy her cooking when you two get married.
Harry looked at me. I saw it through my peripheral vision.
Harry and I laughed nervously.
Beatrice: This will be a great holiday.
Eugenie: Touché. Looking forward for 15 days!
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Reaching Out (A Prince Harry of Wales FanFiction)
FanfictionAllana Kavanagh has it all. She's studying in the University of Cambridge in England, she's got a pending scholarship in Harvard, loving father and a caring mother, her life is almost perfect, her father, although tried to give her a perfect life he...
