A Royal Love Story

Chapter 9 - The Bitches Will Only Make You Stronger

The next morning I woke up to the smell of eggs, bacon and sausages cooking. I decided to shut my eyes for a few more seconds, but before I could I got properly woken by Harry giving me a light kiss on the cheek.

“Good morning gorgeous, sleep well?” He beamed a huge smile down at me.

“I did thank you. Have you made me breakfast?”

“Yes. I just needed to wake you up. I’ll go and get it.” I sat up and waited for my lovely breakfast in bed. As well as the food, though, Harry had gone out and got me some roses too. Aww bless him!

“Thank you for this lovely breakfast babe. It looks amazing!” As I ate, Harry just sat there, watching. He had obviously eaten before I woke up. Once I had finished, he took the plate from under me, washed it up and came back into my bedroom. I snuggled back into his chest as he climbed into bed.

“Baby, what are we doing today?” I asked Harry, he smiled as I did so.

“Well, first I was thinking that I would take you shopping and I would buy you whatever you wanted, then we come home and make dinner together, after that I have organised to meet some friends for drinks at Boujis, then we come home and relax. Good idea?”

I thought it was a great idea. “So, how long do I have to get ready? And, where are we shopping?”

“I’m thinking we should leave here in about 45 minutes, so all of the shops have just opened, and we can shop wherever you want to, but I need to go to Regent’s Street and get some new jeans.”

“I’d better go and get ready then!”

“Soph, wait a minute.” Harry’s voice was stern.

“What?” I looked into his eyes, for once he meant business.

“I love you, with all my heart.” Butterflies started in my stomach. He always gave me that feeling.

“I love you too, baby, I would do anything for you. I will help you through anything. I promise.”

“Right then, go and get ready!” He gave me a small kiss and pushed me off the bed.

It took me about 30 minutes to have a shower, get dressed and Harry dried my hair for me. He also picked out my outfit for the day. It wasn’t very interesting, just a pair of jeans, a cute top and high-heeled boots. I had to wear the boots to try to match up to Harry’s height. We made our way out of the house, hand in hand, and made our way towards Hyde Park Corner, and along Piccadilly, to avoid anyone seeing us around Buckingham Palace and the Mall. The walk took about 10 minutes, and then we got into some serious shopping. We went into Levis and bought a pair of jeans for Harry, then it was my time. We went into Reiss, Burberry, Ralph Lauren, Alexander McQueen and Barbour. I found my dress in Reiss. It was blue and white, and gorgeous! Harry loved it on me, and offered to pay, and how could I refuse? The whole shopping trip was fantastic. On the way home, we took a slight de-tour to Clarence House, while Harry had to pick up a nice shirt for the night ahead. It was a very quick trip, so we stopped off for a coffee in Hyde Park for a bit. I didn’t care what we were doing together, as long as we were together.

When we got back to the flat, both of us were starving, so we decided to cook dinner early. I was in charge of chopping the onions and mushrooms and Harry was in charge of the meat and spaghetti for our spaghetti bolognaise. If I must say so myself, I thought it was absolutely delicious. After dinner we had some time to spare, so I went over to the sofa and turned the T.V on. Harry then came over and turned it off, then hid the controls somewhere I couldn’t reach them. He came over and sat on the sofa next to me, and took my hand.

“Soph, I need to be honest with you, I think Chelsy’s going to be at the club tonight, and I haven’t spoken to her since she dumped me.” His expression was very worried.

“Harry, everything will be fine. She will see that I’m with you and she’ll back off.”

“She might do.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I was a little confused.

“She has been texting me over the past couple of weeks saying she wants me back.”

“What? Harry, why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I didn’t think that it was important. I forgot about her the day I met you. She made my life a living hell towards the end of our relationship, and I never want to talk to her again. I just feel that you being there might make some situations awkward.”

“Harry, listen, I know that you are trying to protect me, but if she has a problem with me, I’ll make sure we sort it out. You have nothing to worry about. I love you.”

“Are you sure?” I nodded. “Ok, Soph, you are right. I love you too by the way. Now you need to get ready, we are leaving in an hour and a bit.”

I walked into the bedroom, just about to curl my hair, when I heard Harry talking to someone on his phone. I think he was talking to Chelsy. “Listen, please, I don’t want you to make any trouble for me tonight, so can you just stay out of my way?” He seemed a little pushy. “Thank you Chels, bye.” As he approached the door of my bedroom, I put the curling irons on, and started doing my hair.

“Baby, I just spoke to Chelsy and she has agreed to leave us alone tonight.”

“Good, I’m glad.”

“Do you need some help with the back?”

“Yes please. Can you help me with the dress too?”

“I would love to.”

30 minutes after that we were both ready to go. Before we actually left the flat, I insisted that we had a picture together; it was a very nice picture too. It was going to be the very first picture of many, happy memories of us together. Once we arrived at Boujis, we were greeted at the front of the club by a few of Harry’s close friends, Tom and ‘Skippy’. The first person that caught my eyes when we arrived was Chelsy, Harry saw this and held onto my hand tighter. When she saw this, it made her jealous, and she came over towards us. I made sure I was with Harry. I knew this was just about to kick off.

“So, you think you can come in here and flaunt her about? What is your problem Harry?” I knew she was either very jealous or angry, but I couldn’t work out which one.

“Listen, Chelsy, you said to me earlier that there would be no trouble tonight. Please, just leave it.”

“No Harry! I will not ‘just leave it’, you have come here, when you knew I would be here, and flaunt her in my face. I don’t understand you, I really don’t.”

I was sick of this. I had to say something, “Chelsy, stop trying to make out that Harry is the villain in all this. You two are over, and have been for a while. He is over you, and maybe it is time for you to get over him, and my name is Sophia. Please, just let us have a few drinks with some friends, that’s all we ask.”

She didn’t know what to say, so she backed down. “Right, fine, but just to let you know Sophia, he is a crap boyfriend and will cheat on you behind your back. He did it to me enough times.”

“Yeh, well maybe you weren’t a good enough girlfriend.” I could see the rage building up in her eyes, and the she slapped me. I think I deserved that one. After our little altercation, she left Harry and me well enough alone.

“Babe, I’m so sorry she did that to you. Are you ok?” Harry looked terrified.

“Its fine, I’m alright. Can I have a drink please?”

“Of course you can baby girl.” He kissed me on the side of the head and bought me that drink.

Harry, his friends and I danced until we got kicked out of the club, which was about 3am. Chelsy was just a bitch, but I knew that we weren’t done with her yet. All I could hope for was that she wouldn’t slap me so hard next time. When we got home, Harry and I had a drink-fuelled night of passion, and I knew I wouldn’t feel too good in the morning, just due to the insanely huge amount of alcohol we had consumed.