Harry's POV
"Harry!!!! Get your ass out of bed now and get cleaned up!!", my mom burst into my room and yanked my blankets off of me as l laid in bed trying to recover from my drunken night last night.
"Urghhh", I crumbled and tried to shield my fave from the harsh sun.
"So help me......if you don't get out of bed now I will throw a bucket of cold water on you", she yelled throwing a shoe at me.
"Ok mum, ok. What's the rush anyway", I asked as she ran around my room picking up my clothes and stuff. I heard her slightly order the maids to finish picking up.
"Don't tell me that....Harold I had told you for two weeks that your betrothed is coming to meet you and us today", she rolled her eyes at me walking to my closet and picking my best clothes out, lying them out for me.
"What!!!! That's today!! ", I sat up quickly in bed ignoring the throb in my head.
"Yes!!! Now get up and bathe, you reek of booze and cheap oil. They're going to be here soon", she crossed her arms waiting for me to get up and move.
"I told you I didn't even want to meet nor marry her, so I'm going back to bed and you can entertain the brat", I mouthed off to my mom.
As I laid back, I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep so I could get rid of my hangover. I felt ice cold liquid hit my face causing me to shake my head and jolt. I was fully awake now as I wiped my face off from the cold water that was thrown on me. My eyes were wide as I started at my mom as she held the empty glass pitcher that I assumed had the cold water in. She leant down so that she was face to face with me.
"Harry Edward Styles, you are the prince of our town and the heir of our thrown. We have agreed to meet this lovely girl today, now you better get out of bed and get bathed and ready to meet your future wife and future queen", my mom said lowly enough to send a shiver down my spine.
"Yes ma'am", I said nodding my head vigorously.
She gave me a once over, her eyes moving up and down my face and body, before she turned and walked away from my still shocked body. She had opened the door to my chamber and looked to her left at my butler.
"Make sure he's ready by half eleven, that's when they'll be here for brunch and tea", my mom ordered.
"Yes Queen Anne", the butler bowed to her.
She gave me one last look before she walked out the door and slammed it closed behind her.
