The Royal Romance - By My Side

I have plans

This. Was. It. Finally, the day was here. It was time to go back to New. York. Cityyyyy! He was sure that Drake and Hana must have been able to feel him physically vibrating with excitement as he sat between them on the plane (that hadn't been intentional, honestly – Hana had been keen to get the window seat and Drake didn't want to feel claustrophobic). Right now they had about an hour left of their journey and the last drinks round was coming down the aisle.

"Shall we get another drink?" Hana suggested.

"CWA-FEE!" he shouted. "When in New York.."

Drake sighed very loudly. "Maxwell, you do not need the caffeine. You might actually explode."

"I demand my cwa-fee. I need to stay awake all day!"

"Unlike us normal people who are planning to have a sleep before this stupid party," Drake moaned, glancing at Hana.

Maxwell ordered his coffee along with a hot chocolate for Hana, and glared at Drake afterwards. "No Drake, you and Hana go and sleep all you like. I have plans!"

"You will be okay for the UN party though? I heard Bertrand telling you how important it was that you made a good impression..." That looked like genuine concern on Hana's face.

"Huh, Hana, since when did Maxwell care about what anyone thought of him? Except a certain waitress who he's hooking up with today.."

"I am not hooking up with her, we are BFFs, and we are going for brunch, and then we are going shopping, and then she is finally going to get the chance to dance with her Prince! I mean, yes he's a King now, but y'know.."

Drake rolled his eyes. "Whatever, Maxwell."

Hana turned to him. "Well I hope you two have a great day. I am going to need to get some rest though, I'm not really feeling all that great, actually. I might not even make the party."

Maxwell looked at her sympathetically. She'd had an argument with her parents yesterday over her inability to find a suitor at court. He wasn't sure what else was going on with Hana, but the tension between her and Drake had been excruciating afterwards. Hang on.. maybe that was why she was so keen to sit by the window... and why Drake was so... ohhh.

Now he felt awkward. "So, what are you both looking forward to doing and seeing in the Big Apple?"

"I'm looking forward to finding another dive bar and just staying in it," Drake grunted.

"I'd quite like to see some of the sights," Hana said. "The Statue of Liberty, the Empire State, Wall Street, Broadway, the Metropolitan Museum of Art..."

"Coney Island? Fancy going there?"

Hana looked at him. "I'm not sure I know what that is?"

"You'd hate it, Hana," Drake stated. "It's tacky and full of tourists."

Hana smiled softly. "Well, Maxwell, how about this, if you can't find anyone else to go there with, I'll go with you."

"Thanks, Hana," Maxwell said, staring ahead. He was pretty confident that he could convince Jen to head there with him. It wouldn't be as fun without her.

"You look nervous," Hana pointed out.

"Me? Nervous? Nope! I'm cool as a cucumber, and twice as crispy."

"He's nervous," Drake grunted.

"It'll be fine," Hana said. "You two get on so well, I bet seeing each other in real life won't feel any different."

He didn't really know what to say to that, because he was leaping from euphoria to dread every five minutes right now. This weekend was going to go one of two ways. It could be phenomenal, if he and Jen got on in real life as well as they always did. But if they didn't, it could be horrifying.