As soon as he was out of sight the tour guide let out a huge sigh and sat down on the side step of a small boutique store. "Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness!" She repeated. "Mind telling me what the frick just happened?!" I asked getting slightly annoyed. Oh wait that an under statement "Mind telling me what the frick just happened?!" I asked getting EXTREMELY annoyed because I had no idea what was happening.
"Tha...that...that was...Prince Zayn Malik" she breathed out, sounding like she just ran a 42- kilometre marathon.
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"And...who is that supposed to be?" I asked now getting really confused. The tour guide who's name I presume is Alice (I finally saw the name tag) face palmed herself. "Oh my gosh! I am so stup! I forgot to tell you!"
"Forget to tell me what?" I asked. Cause hello What do you expect from a girl who just moved to England the day before and booked a tour and while she was walking around she bumped into this breathtaking but infuriating hottie but then the tour guide who's supposed to tell you everything about the place starts having a breakdown in the middle of the street. Come on, help me out here.
The tour gui...I mean Alice regained her normal self. "Come on I will explain everything in that restaurant" she pointed towards small restaurant. We walked into the restaurant and took a seat. "Thats-" She started to talk but our conversation came to a halt as someone else spoke up. "Hello! I' m Niall! And i'll be your waiter for today. What would you like?" I turned around to glare at whoever interrupted us. My thought soon faded away as I saw a cute, blonde guy smiling at us. "So what would you like" Taking in his accent I realized that the honey eye colour...I mean Zack (or was it Zake?) didn't have the same accent as him. The blonde had a more Irish accent.
"Nothing as of now but we''ll call you when we want something, thanks" I smiled back at him. "Okey dokey" he said as I skipped happily back to the kitchen area. And YES I did say "skipped". "So anyway where was I.." "You were at the part were you were going to tell me why you bowed down to a stranger. Like seriously, I mean he's hot and all but that doesn't mean you bow down to them. Cause is that rule was applied then I would be bowing down to almost the whole young male population of Britain."
"Just let me explain. The person we just met was Zayn..Prince Zayn. In England, unlike America we are ruled by the king. That person we met was the king's son Zayn." "I know what a prince it you didn't have to go all out detailed and say he was the "king's son"." I replied. "Anyways, whenever you meet anyone from the royal family you bow down to them as a sign of respect and loyalty towards them." she spoke. "What if you don't want to bow down to them?" i questioned. "Oh simple they'll just shoot you!" she replied cheerfully. "What?!?!" I spit out. "There is a group of insurgents called the "The Reds". For year they have tried to take down the royals and be a democratic country like America" she continued.
"Where are these people?" I asked getting interested. It's kinda like reading an action book where there is a bunch of rebels trying to overthrow the government except in this story what the rebels wants is a government not sovereignty in an individual. "The Reds like everywhere. There may even some in here. They cause disruption and chaos throughout the city to aware the king that his days are numbered. "Do you know if any of them are in here?" I asked. Before Alice could answer, Niall came out and took a seat right next to us and said "I know".
"How?" I shot back. "Well because I am one of them!" he replied.
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Just warning you that chapter is unedited.
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