The Prince's American Girl | Prince Harry and Meghan Markle

20 | Avoiding Eye Contact for a Different Kind of Contact

Since the wedding, this story has blown up! Thank you to everyone who has left comments and voted for all the chapters! It means so much to me. 

I've had to do some rework on my plans for the story, and so it's look like it's going to be longer than expected which I'm sure you won't mind haha! 

Sorry for the long update. I was super busy with school! I've got the next chapter partly written so hopefully I'll get that done soon after. Srsly your comments motivated me so hard finally reading them and then I was like, okay time to write this next chapter! Haha. 

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"Okay." 

After a long pause without hearing a further continuation on the one word that could mean a million sort of things, Harry pushed eagerly, "Okay what?" His eye brows raised and his forehead creased. There he was, looking like the cutest lost puppy dog again.

He looked so adorable and vulnerable. Something that made her weak in the knees to see this otherwise composed, tall, well-built and handsome confident man more like the average Joe. 

She couldn't believe what she had done to Harry. What she had put him through. She didn't want to put him through this anymore. 

But she didn't want to go through this alone. And most of all she didn't want to be without him. And she knew she was being selfish not just to him, but to herself for not allowing her heart to have what it wanted. 

"Okay, " she gave another pause. Harry was growing further impatient, "give me till the end of the week to work things with Jason out and then-"

"And then you'll come back home with me?" His gleam could have illuminated their whole town. Harry let out a breath

"Yes." she paused and reached up to put her hands on the sides of his face. Meaning it, she said, "Yes then we can go home together." She smiled and let the last tear go.

Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was like his heart could finally beat again knowing that he had her back. 

He gently wiped the last tear from Meghan's cheek. They stared into each others eyes for a moment until Meghan kissed Harry once. Then Harry grabbed Meghan's head and brought her lips to touch his again and they passionately had it out in the middle of the bakery. That is, until Meghan realized and didn't want anyone spreading anything. Luckily they were the only two inside the bakery besides Susanne who had gone to the back to check on the oven for a rather long period of time since the two bumped into each other.  

"Okay okay, Harry I really have to get back to Jason. Otherwise he'll come here and find you." She said urgently. "So please do your best to stay low. You can go back to London, I'm sure you have work." She fixed out her coat and patted her hair that was surely ruffled from Harry's hands that were in it. 

"No work is more important than our relationship to me Meghan." Her heart fluttered at his openness. "I'll be here for however long you need. But don't take too long." He admitted. Harry was so confident with sharing his emotions that it was going to be hard for Meghan to leave him again. 

She raised her eyebrows.

"I'll manage just fine. Let me know if you need any help. Do what you have to do Meghan. I love you." He kissed her forehead for a long second and then she was off after looking up at him and giving a small smile with her lips together, not wanting to say the words back just yet. This hurt Harry but hopefully by the end of the week she would say the words he had been longing to hear her say. But for now, this was enough. 

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For the next week, Harry stayed in Freyville and worked remotely. He cancelled all of his meetings which was unheard of for him, let alone anyone in the royal family. But he would do what ever it took to show Meghan that he wanted to be with her. And he wanted to be there when Meghan was ready to let Jason go.