"Can I have some Cheerios now?" I asked after I had finished cleaning up the spoons.
"Not until you give me some answers." Brian said firmly.
"Well then I guess I'm starving to death."
"Listen, I have no idea who the hell you are and you broke into my house, so unless you want me to call the police, you better start talking." Brian scowled.
"Fine," I said frustrated that I couldn't eat first. I mean seriously, what kind of person doesn't let some stranger who broke into their house eat some cheerios!?
Oh.
I guess I trailed off in thought too long because Brian was shaking me and waving his hand in front of my eyes.
"Oh yeah sorry." I said "Here's what's going on mr psychologist."
Brian just glared at me.
"So I ran away three months ago." I began
"Why?" Brian asked
I hesitated not wanting to answer,
"well..." I said as I panicked to try and think of a lie that he would be believe
"I didn't want to have the responsibility of being king, so I ran away" Yea, that sounds believeable. I mean at least it's part of the truth. I could not let him know why I really left .
It seemed like he believed it so I continued on with all the boring stuff about me, like what school I go to, how I ended up here.
"Wait"
I rolled my eyes
"If you want answers then shut up and let me talk!"
He glared at me. I swear all he does is glare
"Fine, one more question, then keep it inside until I'm done." I said
"If you grew up in England, then how come you don't have a British accent?" Brian asked curiously
I sighed like it was obvious because I didn't want him to know it was a good question.
"My parents were planning on sending me to boarding school in America, so to help me fit in they faked an American accent for the first six years of my life"
Brian laughed.
"Oh my god it can smile!" I exclaimed
He gave me a dirty look.
"But seriously whats so funny?"
"Oh my god it can be serious!" Brian teased back.
I just rolled my eyes
"Just tell me whats so funny about faking an American accent to help me fit in."
"Well it's kind if pointless don't you think?"
"No, they wanted me to fit in."
"If people don't like you for who you are then they're not worth the trouble!" He argued
"Well whatever, do you want to hear the rest of the story or not?"
That shut him up.
After I finished, Brian was satisfied with what he learned so he sat down and started watching TV
"Hey can I choose the channel?"
"Sure I don't mind, as long as it's not top model or whatever." Brian said teasing
"Oh come on! There's cute girls in it! Who can turn that down?" I pretended to be hurt
"Just shut up and choose a channel."
I quickly clicked two channels down and flashed a mischievous grin at Brian.
He jumped at the sound of the theme song.
"OHH WHO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA?
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!"
"Oh my god Liam!"
"What this is my jam!" I said as I stood up to dance to the song.
"IF NOMINCAL NONSENSE IS SOMETHING YOU WISH!
THEN DROP ON THE DECK AND FLOP LIKE A FISH!"
Brian just looked down and shook his head. I heard him mutter something that sounded like "Of all the people who could've broken into my house, I get stuck with a lunatic prince."
"C'mon grumpy pants!" I grabbed his hands and pulled him up to dance with me.
"Yea that's not happening." Brian sat back down "plus I hate to break it to ya buddy, but your jam is over."
I smirked at him
"What did you do Liam."
I took the remote and clicked the rewind button. It sent the video all the way back to the beginning of the theme song.
"WHO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA?
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!"
Brian put his head in his hands.
"Jesus Christ Liam you are the weirdest friend ever."
"So your saying we're friends now." I grinned
"Don't push it." Brian scolded
I wiggled my eyebrows at him
"Pervert" he mumbled
"Hey! At least I don't have pictures of Kate Upton in my room!" I teased
"How the hell do you know that?"
"When I went in your room it was pitch black but that doesn't mean I couldn't detect sexiness." I grinned
Brian just stared at me
"What? Can you detect my sexiness?" I posed like I was in a photo shoot.
He playfully punched me in the arm
"Yea sure whatever you say Mr. Cocky."
•••••
So how do you guys like Liam and Brian so far?
I totally ship them.
But what would their name be?
Lrian? Noo.
Lian? Biam? Aha yes
It's Biam
Anyways thanks for reading
Love yous xx
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The Missing Prince
PertualanganThis is the story of two 16 year old boys, Brian, the New York City trouble maker, and Liam, the jokester prince who can't take anything seriously. Liam ran away from his kingdom because he didn't want the responsibility of being king. Can Brian g...
