Royal 5 Seconds of Summer Imagines

prince calum (1/3)

http://thotgomery.tumblr.com/post/109060619665/prince-calum

Summary: Prince Calum finds himself intoxicated with you, even though it is not right, he can't find himself to fully care. You make him happy, and he makes you crazy.

"Skin softer than the finest cotton, oh princess you make my head dizzy with thoughts of your body." Calum's breath fanned over my cheeks before he spun me around, quickly pulling me back into the firmness of his chest. It was the largest ball of the year; the ball where the king and queen of the land hoped that their only son would find a maiden to take with him to the awaiting throne. Year after year, the royal prince would reject the overly perfected princesses and maidens, finding little to no interest in their bulging breasts and highly pinned hair. Their heads too far up in the clouds to realize how dense and arrogant they were being. This caused nervousness around the kingdom; the fact that the soon to be king was still single and not flaunting a woman on his arm the way he should be.

"Is that so your highness?" I mused, feeling my heart rate pick up, the sound of a full string quartet and piano playing the song of the waltz fading away from my ears as I focused on not stepping on Calum's feet. He gave me a lopsided smile and began dropping his hand lower to the small of my back, automatically pushing me even closer to him. My right hand on his shoulder quickly gripped onto the gold epaulette on his black jacket, and I was surprised my grip did not accidentally rip the shoulder pad away from the jacket. I should not even be in this position. So close to someone who could never be mine, feeling eyes prodding into the back of my head, the deep red dress I wore flouncing across the ballroom floor and complementing the dark wooden floors; I was not meant for this, but I wanted it so badly.

"You have no idea princess." Shaking my head at him, the elegant song ended, and it was my cue to curtsey and leave the gold skinned boy at peace with many other female suitors. Only this time, before I could turn to leave, Calum grabbed my wrist. "May I ask that I speak with you?" Nodding slightly, Calum took me from the mingling blue bloods and out onto a balcony overlooking the villages that went on for miles. I slipped away from his grip and walked towards the railing, looking up at the moon before turning to look back at the prince every girl wanted to have in their chambers at night.

"So, what is wrong your highness-"

"How many times must I tell you to not call me that," he breathed out, walking up to me and slinking his arms around my waist. I looked down and couldn't hold back the small smile forming on my lips. Calum's fingers went underneath my chin, making me look up at him, and I found myself drowning in the never ending brownness of his simple yet captivating eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but I beat him to it with my words.

"This can not work Calum, you know that-"

"Shh princess." He seemed amused by the way he was trying to hold back a smile. Sighing, I removed his arms from around my waist, immediately missing the warmth of his arms around me.

"You and I are not meant for each other. You are meant to be with my older sister, Adelaide. Your heart should belong to her, for I am not the eldest daughter in my family your high- Calum. You are aware are you not?" Biting his lower lip, he stood there silent and ran his newly polished shoe across the cobblestone of the balcony floor. Calum's hands were clasped behind his back, and his face was pensive, deep in thought on the situation I assumed. Shifting his gaze to the ground, the silence began to slowly eat away my stomach, and I could feel my heart sink at the reality of the situation. I cleared my throat, and his voice drowned out the silence.

"What if I told you that my heart was already taken by a maiden." My breath hitched, and I could feel tears begin to prick my eyes, and I couldn't help but feel a knot of emotion twist in my stomach. Of course he was already in love with someone, I could not expect to be the root of his undying love. It would be against society rules to have his love, to bear his children, and to unite my kingdom with his through our marriage. I was not the oldest girl in my family, which meant I was for some odd reason not allowed to be wed first, but that did not make it hurt any less to be strung along like a necklace full of pearls.

"May I ask who? I mean I am not asking from envy for that would be an ugly trait, but more so for uh- what's the word? Curiosity ah yes, but curiosity killed the cat as my mother says-" My ramble was cut short when Calum took two small strides and pressed his lips against mine in a passionate kiss. My hands wove into his soft black and slightly blond hair; his found their way to my waist and cheek, pulling me flush against him as the kiss grew deeper and deeper. It felt as though the roar of the ball happening behind the open french doors behind us drowned and grew quiet as my lips were on the prince's lips. As I poured my emotions into the kiss just like he did. Eventually, air became an issue, and we had to pull away, breathless.

"You may be quite intelligent princess, but it would take a fool to not figure out my love for you is the reason as to why I have always turned down any maiden who fell to my feet." Calum laughed, and I couldn't help but laugh as well, the feeling of knowing this wouldn't be a smooth sailing ship long gone as Calum and I spoke for the rest of the night. The phrase 'I am in love with you' emitting from both of our lips that night.