Never Really Royal (Harry and Meghan Fanfiction)

The changing of everything

On a crisp morning at the beginning of October of 2020, I found myself in my room, sneaking around trying to get dressed. It was 5 o'clock and I was flying to New York this morning. I was working on filming a new TV series which was being filmed in both the UK and New York. We had wrapped filming for the UK part at the end of last week and now we were off to New York for almost a month to film that part.

I snuck around the bed to my wardrobe where I grabbed the clothes I was going to put on before going into the bathroom to shower and get dressed. When I was ready, I came out of the bathroom and packed my last few things into my suitcase before doing it up. I then went over to the side of my bed and got my phone and watch from my bedside table before going back to get my suitcase and then going upstairs. I put my suitcase by the front door with my other larger suitcase before going into the kitchen to have a cup of tea. I checked through my phone for a while and drank my tea once it was ready until I had finished. I filled up my water bottle and put it in my backpack and just as I did my phone rang. It was my security officer, Matt, who was driving me to the airport. He called to tell me he was outside and as I told him I was just on my way down, Sam appeared in the doorway of the kitchen.

I put the phone down and slipped it into the back pocket of my jeans before walking towards him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I put mine around his neck before I kissed him.

"You weren't gonna leave without saying goodbye were you?" he asked as he pulled away.

"No, of course not, I was just gonna come down and say goodbye." I told him, resting my head on his chest. The room stayed silent for a few moments before I continued, "I have to go Sam." I said.

"I know, I just don't want you to go." he said.

"Hey, I will be home in just over a month and I will call you every single day, ok?" I told him as I looked up at him in the poorly lit kitchen. We kissed again before he let go of me and then followed me out of the kitchen towards the front door. I put on my coat and then my backpack and kissed him again before opening the front door and taking my suitcases downstairs and out to the car.

After about two weeks of being in New York filming was going well, but it was hard and we were working long hours five days a week. And what broke my heart more than the fact that I was missing Sam was the fact that today was Poppy and Holly's birthday. And this was the first birthday of there's in a while that I hadn't spend with them. I hadn't been there when they were little and I was at school in England and they were in Toronto with Mom. But recently, recently I had always been there.

I spent all day working and it was only at lunchtime, when I could make it back to my trailer that I got to call them. It was 6 o'clock there and when I called Mom's phone they were sat around the table eating dinner. They were excited and giggling and neither of them could stop talking about the presents they got. I was so excited to see them and don't get me wrong I was having an amazing time filming this series, but something felt different to this one, compared to everything else I had worked on in the past. I had friends and a social life and everyone was lovely, but part of me couldn't wait to get home at the end of the day.

It was only at the end of this phone call that the girls truly realised that I wasn't there to spend the day with them. Holly went quiet as she always does when she's shy or nervous or upset and Poppy gave me one word answers to my questions. I said goodbye to the two of them and to Mom and Dad and the boys, before putting the phone down and dropping it on the table in front of me. And it was then, it was then that I broke. I let my head fall into my hands and I began to cry. I didn't really know why I was crying. I was missing Sam and the twins and Mom and Dad. And I was meant to see Olive and Toby before I left but I never got the chance. But I had been away from them all for longer than this so I didn't really know why I was so upset about it now. I let the tears fall for a few more minutes before wiping my face and then having a drink and scrolling through some pictures of them all to make myself feel better. It seemed to work and by the time I was called back to set I was feeling much better.