A Royal Love Story

Chapter 1 - Moving In And Meeting Him

Today was the day that I moved out of the family home and moved into my flat in London. I got a job as a P.E. teacher in a school in Central London. My flat was literally 2 minutes’ walk from St James’ underground station. I was really near the centre of London, which suited me absolutely perfectly. Before I drove off to my new life in London, my mother gave me a few leaving presents, which included a beautiful necklace which had been a family heirloom for many years.

Mum said to me, “Darling, whatever you do, don’t lose the necklace, but, please wear it for me?”

“Don’t worry mum, I will not lose it,” I replied, “And I will always wear it.”

With that, the family gave me their fair share of hugs and kisses, and I was off. I was really excited to start my new job and start my new life in London.

When I got into my new flat, the first thing I did was unpack all of my stuff. God, did that take a long time. Then, the phone rang. It was my best friend, Ashleigh. She had just moved into the flat a few doors down from me.

“Hey Soph, it’s only me, have you finished unpacking yet?”

“Hey babe, yeh, I have just finished unpacking, why?”

“Well, I have just had a phone call from one of my friends who works at Boujis, and she said that there are going to be loads of parties there tonight and she can get us in. Do you fancy it?”

“Um, well yeh I guess we could go along. I have one slight problem, I need a party dress, can I borrow one of yours?”

“Yeh of course you can!! I have got the perfect one for you; I’ll be over in a bit!!”

“Alright, see you in a bit then!”

When Ashleigh hung up, there was a mad rush so I could find my make-up bag. I hadn’t put any make-up on that day, mainly because I thought this morning I wouldn’t need any… Where the hell did I put it? Ah! I found it on one of the chest of drawers. Good, now I needed to know what dress Ashleigh was going to give to me so I could match it up with some nice shoes and a bag….

---Knock, knock---

“Soph, it’s me, open up.” Ashleigh had come just in time, just after I had straightened my hair and done my make-up. I opened the door and saw her with the most beautiful short black dress I had ever seen. She even brought along some shoes and a clutch to go with it. She was the best friend a girl could wish for sometimes!

“Oh.My.God! Thank you so much!”

After that, I got the rest of myself ready, we hopped into a cab, and got into the club. There were so many people there that night. Then I saw him. He was with his brother. He was tall, about 6 feet tall. He was wearing a smart suit, without a tie, with his collar open. His brother was slightly taller than him, but only by a few inches. He had red hair; his brother had blonde, slightly balding hair. He red-haired brother was walking towards me. Then, I saw his face; it was who I thought it was, Prince Harry.

What do I say to him? What do I do? I looked at Ashleigh; she knew what I was thinking. I gripped the necklace that mum had given me tight; this was the beginning of everything.