Royal Mess || Harry Styles a.u.

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Di.

"Hi my name is Evan and I'll be your waiter today." Evan says handing us our menus. We thank him and he leaves us to decide what we want.

"If you don't mind I'm just gonna go to the loo quickly." Harry excuses himself. In the mean time I pull out my phone and scroll through my twitter. You could say I'm pretty addicted.

'@TheDailyTelegraph: recently there has been rumors that princess Diana Elizabeth will soon be returning to take over the crown.'

My eyes scan over the tweet and my heart stops. Where did they hear about this? Only family and close staff were informed. I immediately text Chrissie, my assistant, to find out who leaked it. If they can find this, then there's a chance that they might find out what is actually going on.

"What you doing?" Harry interrupts me. I look up and notice the smile on his face. Today is our third time having lunch together and I'm proud to say that he has loosened up quite a bit.

"Not much just.. reading news headlines."

"That's cool. Did you hear about the princess?" Holy crap. I can feel the colour draining from my face.

"No, what about her?" I lie.

"Well the telegraph had a whole page about her. Apparently she's finally coming back after like forever. What is it? Six, seven years?" He questions.

"Yeah." I sigh. "Six years."

"I wonder what she did wrong." Harry says. Evan comes back and takes our orders.

"What do you mean?" Why would he think that?

"She must have done something pretty terrible to be shipped off to an American boarding school for six years."

"How do you know she didn't leave because she wanted to?" I'm starting to become defensive.

"Who wouldn't want to stay in a castle. You can get anything you want and everyone has to listen to you. It must me so cool."

"It's not all it's cracked up to be! We- I mean they live a very hard life. Everyone in that castle tells you what to do. A princess has to be a specific type of person and they force them to be someone they are not!" Realizing that I've gone pretty overboard, I try to cover up. "Well, I mean. I guess so.."

"Okay?"

Thankfully the waiter brings our food, ending the potential awkward silence.

We eat in silence for a while before Harry speaks up, "I didn't mean to offend you or anything. I didn't know you were so passionate about the royals."

"It's okay. I was just saying. It's probably just a rumor anyway." Wow this has been an awful conversation that I never thought I would be having right now.

"How's the swan lake dance so far? The music's great." Harry questions, thankfully changing the subject.

"It's nice. I hope to get the lead, but that Russian skank, Katna, has the same idea." I roll my eyes. "She better watch out. Nobody gets in my way when it comes to ballet."

"What's the time now?" I suddenly ask, remembering my appointment with Dr. Peters.

"2.15. Why?"

"Oh shit. I have an appointment and I'm gonna be late!" I jump up gathering all my things. "I'm sorry for leaving so suddenly, but I'll see you tomorrow pretty boy." I bend over the table and give him a quick hug. He's still pretty awkward with contact. It's cute though.

I rush out the coffee shop, but not before I hear Harry calling from behind, "Stop calling me pretty boy!" I giggle and exit.

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"Okay, so what we gathered from last week's tests don't look so good." Dr. Peters starts off. "According to the results the cartilage in your hips have been so severely overused that it's barely even there. This will explain the uncomfortable pain when you lift your legs. The obvious cause of this is your dancing."

My face stays neutral the whole time. I don't even flinch. I knew this was bound to happen.

"Unfortunately, this can only be fixed with an operation after which you will be on crutches for about six weeks." He has a look of pity on his face. "Miss Winter, you must understand that continuing to dance will only worsen it, which could lead to unrepairable damage."

"Yes doctor Peters. I understand." But there's no way in hell that I'm gonna stop dancing.

"Miss Winter, promise me that you will not be dancing?" he urges. He obviously knows me too well. I have had this problem for a while now, it has only gotten worse and worse over the years. Not that I care. I can still move.

"I would.. But I don't make promises that I can't keep, doctor." And with that I grab my bag and storm out of the room.

I don't care if he studied medicine for six years. He can't keep me from dancing. No one has before and no one ever will. He can go shove that operation up his ass.

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After leaving the doctor's I head towards my usual ballet shop. I ordered some new leotards and stockings that should be in today. Pushing the door open, a bell rings alerting Paula from behind the counter.

"Di! How are you today?" She smiles brightly at me.

"Great thanks! I'm here for my order.."

"Yes of course! I'll be right back." She scurries into the storeroom.

A box on the counter labeled 'Bumper Stickers' catches my eye and I start scanning through them. Most of them are terrible dance related puns. There's also a few music ones. Harry would love these! I search through and find the perfect one. It reads, 'without music life would Bb' (a/n: be flat) I chuckle and decide to buy it as a little gift. I can already picture him laughing at this.

That's probably my favourite thing about him - his laugh. The way his dimples pop out and his whole face scrunches up. I really struggle to comprehend how he can be so self conscious. He is the most perfect human being I have ever met, how can he not understand it?

"There we go. Everything's in here. Will that be all today?" Paula places the full box in front of me. I like buying my dance clothes in bulk, it works out much easier. Besides, I go through stockings faster than Kylie Jenner goes through lipstick.

"Just add this sticker." I hand her the sticker and she chuckles.

"Is this a gift for someone? We have some wrapping paper left from the holidays. I wouldn't mind wrapping it." She offers.

"Yes please. That would be wonderful." She quickly wraps it in purple paper, adding a little bow. I pay and leave for home. I'll probably be spending the rest of the evening practicing the swan part. I will get this lead and no one will stand in my way.

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