Maybe this was another form of karma for me. Maybe this was a wish come true, made by the girls who I had slept with. I left them with no phone calls. No goodbye kisses. Way to break their hearts right. I couldn't be with someone who beheld nothing in their eyes, just like a blue sky without white cotton hanging in, or birds flying happily across the atmosphere. I was a jerk, I knew. And I did not expect them to wait for me. They should not be waiting for me. Had they known Prince Aaron was a messed up lad, they would not put me under a curse of constantly being broken.
'Slap me. I need to get sober.' I shut the door behind me and quickly pointed at my cheek.
'You heard that right. He was out with Lady Catherine. They had a fancy dinner at Browns and a little walk along Reeves River, before Brian stopped by The Windsor's Residence, and dropped her off.' Elliot put out his phone and read the message out loud. My family's security details had their group created for chats on problems, events and recent gossips. They had no choice but to always pry into our household, restricted by the oath they swore to keep. Every detail they happened to know, they must not leak it to anyone outside the palace, not even to our relatives.
'But I like her. I sincerely like her.' Without looking at Elliot, I confessed what had been boxed in my mind.
Elliot stopped jabbing his phone, smashed himself beside me and gazed at me intensely. I could almost read the words that he was about to spit out. 'But you never like women. You don't do liking. Liking someone is a childish, immature action.' Bingo! I knew he would dwell on that. Suddenly, I was back to when the first time Elliot caught Camellia talking to the mirror, that she could not believe she liked me a little too much. I pretended that it never ever happened, for the sake of our friendship. Liking someone was indeed a childish, immature action.
'Relax. There's a lot of women out there who are worth to like for.'
'This is not fair! I saw her first. I invited her to my upcoming party. I made small talk with her earlier than Brian.'
'And did the small talk excite her? Did she say yes to become your invitee?'
'Well, she rejected –'
'Then, no. She doesn't like you back. The fact that Brian texted her through the night shows she's already into him.
'Wait, how do you –'
'Alan and Daniel.' Alan and Daniel were Brian's bodyguards. Did all the guards know that except my own family? What on earth. I should disguise myself as one of them and be in the group chat. Sounded like they were rich with 'news'
'Stupid Aaron! Very stupid! You know you shouldn't invest your feelings on any girl!' I lay down and covered my face with a pillow. This was a bullshit game. Me versus Brian? Were you out of your mind, Aaron?
'Chill, Bro. You always have me at your disposal.' Taking the pot I had smoked earlier, he blew out satisfyingly. 'We are struck up a bromance and people ship us together.'
'You are not supposed to be high. Your job is to guard me.'
'I don't have the heart to waste the good stuff.'
And he was right, though.
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Heartthrob of Aclea
General FictionAaron Armitage was defined as a charming prince, nevertheless, love wasn't a belief he tightly gripped on. He forgot that people fell in love in mysterious ways. The incident of falling into the swimming pool during The Ball brought two miserable so...