Once Upon A Royal Love

Chapter 16

A l e x

This was different.
I looked across the table looking at William, who stared at the greasy food in front of him.
I then turned to my father, who basically stared William down.

My father finished his beer, before finally starting conversation, making it not so werid.

"So.. William", he said.
William looked up at my father, with a slight expression of fear in his face.

"so, how did you and my daughter meet?", He asked.
"Umm... On her first day of school. I was just being friendly, Sir", William answered before adjusting himself in the chair.

"Interesting", my father said stuffing his face, with the burger. Meanwhile, I played with my food, exchanging glances with William.

"William, is it?", My father asked.
"Most people call me Will, but whatever works for you, Sir", Will said.

I smirked.
Sir. He was addressing my father like he was a king.

"Will, what are your intentions with my daughter?", He asked.

"I'm sorry?", William asked.
"Your interested in my daughter. I want to know why", my father said, he was honestly being nosey.

"Dad!", I said.
"It's okay", Will said as if he was really going to answer the question.

"Actually, Sir. I believe I'm in love with your daughter", he said.
I smiled.

No, I was blushing.

"Love?", My father said laughing at the comment Will said.

"" I believe I'm in love with your daughter". You hear this Alex, pretty boy believes he's in love with you", my father said mocking William's accent.

I glared at him.
The fuck was he problem.

"I'm sorry, son. But you don't know what love is. Niether of you do. You guys are too young", he said chopping down on a fry.

"Age doesn't matter when the love is real", William said staring at me.
"Where'd you find him at? A Disney movie?", My father joked.

"I'm so sorry, Will. My dad can be so blunt sometimes", I said rolling my eyes at him.

"With no disrespect sir, I once made love to your daughter, so I know exactly what love is, and how it feels", William said.

My mouth dropped wide open, did he just say that.
My father sat in silence, unaware what to say. Or how to react.

William stood up, and so did I.
"I'll walk you out", I said.
As I walked him towards the door.

"It was nice meeting your dad, finally", he said.
"You don't have to lie. That was horrible. I honestly still surprised his drink was even sober.", I said.

He was silent before grabbing my hand.
"Come back to Oakham", he said.
"I'll think about it", I said.

"Goodnight, Alex", he said before kissing me on the cheek, I smiled watching him walk out my front door.

"Goodnight, William", I said closing the door.
I turned around walking into the kitchen to see my father standing with a beer in hand.

My fault. Another beer.
I rolled my eyes.

"You had sex with him!?!", He asked clearly he was upset.
I rolled my eyes, not even wanting to start a conversation with him.

"Alex?", He asked.
I sighed.
"A lot happen in Oakham, dad. If you called you would've known", I said.

"So what, is he like your boyfriend now?", He asked taking a sip of his drink.

"No.", I said.
"You're 17. 17. You better not be pregnant", he said.
I rolled my eyes.

"You actually believes he loves you? Guys like him only want one thing, he will lie to you and use you.", My father said.

"Guys like what, dad? You don't even know him.", I said defending him as began cleaning up the kitchen.c

"And you do?", He asked.
"Yes. I do. And yes, I believe he loves me. But doesn't mean we can be together", I said.

"Because?", He asked.
"Because he is like the king of Oakham, with money, fame, popularity, I mean everyone looks up to him, adore him, and I'm -- I'm just Alex", I said.

"That's pathetic", he said.
"What?", I asked.
"I didn't raise you to flake out because you don't think you are good enough for anyone. If that boy doesn't see that, that is his problem", he said for the first time he sounded wise.

"Your going back to Oakham. Tomorrow", he said.
He just ruined the moment.

"What?", I asked.
"No. Come on. Please don't make me go back", I said.
"Decisions are final.", He said walking out the kitchen.