Royal Blood, Royals Bound

4. Suprise Suprise

I looked back to see no one. "I dont understand?" I sniffle wiping my runney nose with my sleeve. "Katrina and mother are battling out in there." John sighs looking away. "Father and King-" "Almikar" he corrects me. "Alright what about father and Almikar?" I reask him. "They are also lashing it out." he says looking away embarresed. "Why dont you-" "I tryed he interupts again. "Its because you want to assault people!" he blames me. "What! At least I did something! He disrespected Katrina I am not like you who just sits there and lets her get hurt. I take a stand for my own not sit there in shock starring!" I yell storming off and I purposely bumped my shoulder into him almost knocking him over. I never did that before but man it felt good to blow off steam.
"Whats with you, you went from quiet and loving to such a ...a mean person. I dont know who you are anymore." he says but I blantly ignore him.
I dont know where my feet are taking me but Im moving. Next thing I know it I bump into someone knocking myself onto the ground. "Im so sorry." I hear a very familiar voice when I looked up it was Harold. He put out his hand for me to hold. I look at it. Is he crazy our families are enemies and all he's doing is being nice to me. "I wont hurt you just take my hand." he shakes his hand so I can take it. I looked in his face into his bright green eyes then made my way down to his hand. I grabbed it standing to my feet. "Come with me?" he half asked. I let him lead me to the side of the house going back towards, a forrest visible in plain sight. "Wait where are we going?" I asked gently pulling my hand away from him. "Dont worry Its a safe place I go here everytime my parents fight, it keeps me calm come on. I promise Ill bring you back safe." he pleads tugging on my arm not to rough though. I nod and we made our way into the green everlast of trees.
As soon as we got in the woods I looked back at the back of the castle very beautiful I must say. The plants all wrapped around the windows and all over the walls. I almost trip but I squeeze Harold's had tighter trying to stay balanced with him.
"Try to pay better attention." he laughs a little. I blush looking down speeding up my pace. Stepping over tree roots and rocks, I almost trip again. He lets out a cute laugh and I catch myself laughing too. "You know it's not that funny." I pretend to pout. "Yes it is." he keeps looking forward as if searching for something.
I look to where he's been looking and in the far distance I see an opening, Thank God. Because these trees look like faces are carved in them and they really were carved in them and they are creeping me out.
"Harold." "Harry, call me Harry." he corrects me. "Okay Harry... what is this forrest called I always study the maps and I never seen this forrest so.....is it like a secret?" I ask him thinking about it myself. "Well kinda, its not on the maps because the founding fathers I guess just didnt want it on there." he makes up a silly story. I laugh. "That means there hiding something." I correct still looking around making sure nothing pops out. "What ever." he shakes his head smiling and we head to the left going for the small ditch road the opening closer than ever.
"What is this place?" I ask falling into the quilt of lavender looking flowers my back suprisingly comforted by the bed of flowers. "Yes tis my thinking place...now you owe me." he sits down next to me no eye contact shared.
He smirked looking forward. I sit up almost falling on the way. "What do I owe you." I turn to him furrowing my eyebrows that I hardly have (Natalia did them). "Well I gave out my secret spot and your te first person I told sooo... yeah coughf up something." he finishes breifly with a smile. "....Well Im not the kind to share secretive things... but what would you like to know?" I ask my heartbeat speeding. Please dont ask a personal question please dont ask a personal question please dont ask a personal question! "What color is your underwear?" ...huh my face lit up like an apple I can feel it. My cheeks are hot like hell. He laughs at my dumbfounded expression.
"Come on that is not a hard question." he cackles. I turn my face away. "Why should I tell you that what does it matter to you." I cover my face even though Im already facing the apposite direction of him. Is he like a womanizer or something trying to get in my panties? "It doesnt matter tell me....before I find out myself." he snickers. But wait...what was that last part. "Wait what!?" I turn around looking him in his eyes. He's such a womanizer His eyes slowely mesmorize me, they hypnotize me, slowely poisoning me, consuming me. Snap out of it..he's a Styles remember why did I even come here with him?! He traces my body woth his eyes. I begin to grow very uncomfortable. "Stop racing in there." he knocks on my head like its a door. I bite my lip. "....Its nude." I finally answer giving up, my cheeks flare once again. He laughs leaning back again.
God this guy is so carefree. He doesnt have a care in this world. He stops laughing but of course the smirk never leaves his face, he looks at me his head rocking left to right a little bit. "Wow you read in everything." he says confusing me, then again he's pretty confusing.
"You know I can read thoughts right?" he lies. What a liar no one can read minds. Its not even possible. "Yes I can you just said, you know what nevermind I cant Im just guessing." he puts up his hands in defense and lays down his hands under his head elbows to the side. "Nothing gets by you does it?" he smiles wider. I just look down at him not saying a word, I roll my eyes. It goes silent.
"Evangeline what a beautiful name have you ever had a boyfriend?" he breaks the silence and again suprises me. "No why?" my cheeks heat. "Just wondering you are a princess a beautiful one at that." he closes his eyes as if he's fantasizing. "Thanks for the compliment but Im not realy interested in boys right now." I joke but its not entirely true I've beem secretly wanting to meet my dream husband, since im the youngest who ever i marry rules the kingdom beside me and at that thought I want to marry the perfect man. He sits up quickly. "Your a princess what do you mean by not interested in boys, boys Evangeline . Do you like girls?" he asked. "Thats not even possible!" I yell at him. Why would a girl like a girl? "Maybe its the new thing that the africans brought." he shrugged. Well...at least he has respect for them enough to call them by their actual race. He and I are the little percent that does....mother is stuck in the middle.
"Evangeline?" Harry snaps me out of my thoughts (literally). "huh?" I look at him. "I asked if you ever liked somone?" he repeats his question. "I'm not sure I never really thought of love I fell in love with looking up at the stars. My personal assistant, Natalia told me its better to look up-" "Evan!" I hear my sister yell. I looked back into the opening where Harry and I came from. "Im" I try to say but Harry slaps his hand over my mouth shutting me right up. What was that for?