Love Me Harder

Chapter 6

"Are you ready?"

That was the last words he said to me before I left my country. I look outside from my window, my home seems like small, fading dots from above.

I can't believe that I agreed to let this happen. I should've known from the start that our relationship is nothing more than just a friendship. He's not into me, I know that much, but why am I still chasing him?

Chasing him...

Without realizing it, that's exactly what I'm doing right now. I want to be around him, next to him, and be with him but things don't work like I want them to. I've never fell in love before, so I don't know how it works. I feel so stupid right now, played by love.

Now here I am, sitting across from him in his private plane. Busy with ourselves, at least that's what I'm trying to do. I'm particulary using anything around me to entertain myself. But in the end, they all just make me dizzy.

I want to know what he's doing, but I'm afraid he will caught me staring at him. The problem is that I can't stop my self, so I let my eyes glance at him quickly.

He's sleeping. Damn it, he looks so handsome even while he's sleeping. Those thick eyebrows, his nose, his full lips, all of them are perfect on him and makes me enjoy looking at him very much. i wish I was sitting right next to him and lay my head on his shoulder. Ah, that would be nice. Or maybe, if his arm was around my shoulder and my head on his chest...

Stop it.

But I can't.

A part of me is afraid that he will suddenly wake up and catch me staring at him but the other part doesn't want to let me take my eyes off his face.

This is so strange. Very absurd. I don't even know what I want. I can't control my body and most of all, my emotions. 

"Is there anything you want, princess?" he suddenly ask and his eyes meet mine.

Alright, let me jump off this plane right now.

"No," I reply shortly and immediately look away before he can notice anything strange about me. We've been sitting here for about an hour and the atmosphere has become so awkward because of my stupidity. And we still have about one and a half hour till we land. 

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"Is that King Zayn?"

"Who's with the King?"

People are chearing and come running towards me as soon as I get off the plane and walk into the airport. Many photoraphers, bodyguards and policemen surround the airport. It's a little bit uncomfortable for me, because we have a different government system, mine was still using traditional ways -well, not all of them but we still stick to the tradition- and his is so modern and the globalization has hit his country really hard.

The flash of a camera almost makes me blind and the loud noises, screaming and shouting makes me feel like my eardrums may get damaged soon. Based on what I see, his people really like him. They look so amazed and happy with their King.

"King, with all due respect, may I ask you a question?" a journalist asks.

"Yes, sure." The moment he replies, everyone calms down and focuses on him while the camera man is trying to set up his camera to record this momentum.

"Who's the lady behind you, your Majesty?" 

Oh, great.

Now everybody's looking at me. This is so awkward. I bet my face looks like a piece of shit right now. I can't do anything except look away. Still, I can't help but wonder about what the King's reply will be. 

He smiles and looks directly at me, seemingly seeing right through me, and grabs my hand. This is something that I never expected, ever. My heart beat quickens and I'm sure that everyone can see that my heart is about to burst out of my body and dress.

No, not really. I'm just kidding.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce this beautiful lady," he starts with his reply, "She's..."

"She's my princess."

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