Reluctant Royal (ON HOLD UNTIL END OF MARCH)

Unknown - updates with POV

*SIDE NOTE: I've decided to put Felipe's thoughts in BOLD and keep Alice's in ITALICS. Although the story is from Alice's perspective, you will get a glimpse at Felipe's thoughts in order to help you understand his perspective as well.

**If you see ~Felipe's perspective~ That means it is Felipe's point of view in the story. And if you see ~Alice's perspective~ That means it is back to Alice's Point of view.

~Alice's perspective~ 

'No' I thought, 'It can't be, this is a nightmare'.

There I was in my mustard dress, walking out the spa getting into Jacks limousine. I stared at the front cover with me, the back of my dress blowing up slightly, my mousy hair blowing in the wind. 

'You know what this means.' I thought. 'No more houses, no more freedom.'

'unknown celeb or millionaire?' the text said by it with the page number underneath. 'Might as well have been titled 'You're fucked.''

I quickly turned to the page 'unknown celeb or millionaire?' was the title, double page.
"Crap..." I mumbled. I quickly sat down and read the article.
"unknown celeb or millionaire is caught coming out the spa near Hyde Park on Brook St. in London not far from the A40 with emaculous legs and body shape, blonde-brown with a slight bronze-tinted hair, clearly natural with such an unusual colour. She took one look at our reporters but unfortunately not one got the chance to look at her face."
That was all I could read. I let my legs go underneath me. 

~Felipe's perspective~ 

I watched as her knees went under her, as she curled up in a ball on the floor hugging her knees with my head on top of them. It pained me to watch,  felt like it was my fault, like I was to blame, despite knowing that wasn't the case. 'Something so beautiful should never look this broken.'

"I'm fucked" she whispered, but my sympathetic sigh told her I had heard her just fine.
I suddenly heard a screech of wheels pull in front of the house, I knew exactly who it was. Liam.  we both looked in the direction of the door. 

~Alice's perspective~ 

"What the hell!?" Liam burst through the door storming towards me like a hurricane heading towards it's newly found aim. "What were you bloody thinking!?" He screeched nearly as loud as his tires.

"I-I-I-" I stuttered, for the first time looking up, my eyes were welling up. I saw he had the same magazine in his hand as I had. "Calm down, she only went to relax because you've all been putting so much pressure on her." Felipe put his arm against Liams waist, in doing so he stood protectively of me.

I took my eyes off his magazine and looked silently, solemnly at my feet, depressed and defeated. 'What am I to do now?' I thought, I was the one out the lime light, the silent one, the shadow, the unknown. That was gone, would life change? Or would I be protected? Liam walked out down to the basement, he knew my bags would be there. I sighed, Felipe just looked at me, the sympathy on his face was evident, we all knew exactly what this meant for me. 'Adios, to my dreams'  I sarcastically thought, I didn't dare look at Felipe, instead I looked uncomfortably at the wall. 

Eventually he sighed and went to join Liam, knowing full well neither me nor my stubbornness exactly wanted to talk  to either of them right now. I sat on the mattress by my self, silent, sad, alone. I sighed, getting up and heading to the room we were finishing, I grabbed the wooden floors from the garage. I had actually got someone in today so me and Felipe could just get to know each other more. 'It's a good thing I did an all.'  I inwardly sighed. I told Pete to put them in, he raised an eyebrow at my glumness but he kept his mouth shut as he knew better, so he just got on with the job I had asked of him. I walked out the room and abruptly had my grey hoodie and burgundy jeans with a pair of white high top converse shoved at me, underneath them appeared a tanned, muscular arm. I looked along the arm in search of its owner and found it belonged to Felipe. If I hadn't of been in so much turmoil I might have dreuled at it. As I looked up at him his mouth was in a tight line, his jaw clenched, his facial expression as cold as ice. He gave away no emotion as he had given to me when we were alone. Yet, somehow, something so cold was still beautiful. I sighed and went into the 'bedroom' with them in my hands, I locked the door behind me and got changed. I scraped my hair back into a high pony and put my hood up, I unlocked the door and looked up to see Felipe and Liam waiting for me, leaning either side of the door, both heads hung. Clearly, they were mentally preparing for the storm which was about to come.