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Summer in Wales (Prince Harry Fanfiction

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Chapter 5 

I woke up with the rude sound of a Skype call request. I opened my eyes. 

"Who the hell in the right mind calls me at 5 am?" I muttered grabbing my laptop and putting it on my bed. I clicked accept. 

"NO HOT GUYS IN WALES MY ASS!" Meghan yelled as soon as she saw my face appear on the screen. 

"What?" I asked sleepily. She held a magazine in front of the camera.  

"See, I know this is you. And that," she said pointing to Harry. "Is Prince Harry." 

"How do you know that's me?" I asked mer. 

"Because that's my Kardashian Kollection jacket." She pointed out. 

"What so now you call the Kardashians so they only make one jacket?" I retorted and she rolled her eyes. 

"It's it you or isn't it?!" She asked excitedly. 

"Yeah." I said shyly chewing on my bottom lip. 

"Older guys huh? Kinky." She said and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. 

"We haven't done anything." I exclaimed.  

"Ok, let's pretend that's the truth." She said. 

"Well I'm going back to sleep, because in some places it's 5 IN THE MORNING!" I said. 

"Oops, bye!" She said and hung up.  

I decided to do some investigating myself. I opened up google and searched 'Prince Harry and mystery date 2013' many pictures came up of our date a few days back, I was smiling so much. I didn't even know I could smile that big. I felt my eyes drop and I knew it was far too early for me to be awake so I put my computer away and returned to my deep slumber.

I stirred a bit but kept my eyes closed. I finally decided to get up, the light blinded me a bit but I got used to it quickly. I went down the stairs yawning and rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. When I entered the kitchen I was greeted with one familiar teenage boy's face and three others that I didn't know. 

"Morning?" I said awkwardly. 

"Oh, Haley this is Logan, Gorge and Wesley." He said and I waved at them and grabbed the cereal and milk.  

"You guys watching TV?" I asked them and they shook their heads, I was about to turn on the TV but my phone rang. 

"Hello?" I answered. 

"Hey, love." I heard Harry say through the other line. I stood up and started walking around the living room/ kitchen. Doing stupid stuff along the way. 

"What's up?" I asked him. 

"I was wondering if you wanted to go lunch today?" He asked me. 

"Yes of course, where to?" I asked him. 

"Just a little French place I know." He said, I could picture the smile on his face. Those pearly white teeth and those adorable ginger locks. "Um, Haley. You there?"  

"Oh, sorry. Yes." I said. 

"Yes to the question or the date?" 

"Both." I responded smiling. 

"Superb, I'll pick you up at 4. Is that fine?" He asked me. 

"Yes, superb." I said imitating his posh accent. 

"Oh, you know you love my accent." He said with a chuckle. 

"All I'm saying is that every girl needs someone with a British accent." 

"Well, you can check 'Guy with British accent' off your list." He said. 

"Will do." I said. 

"Ok, take care love." He told me. 

"Ok. Bye." I said. I started smiling and giggling. I've got to get ready. 

I looked down at my cereal that was already mushy. I put it on the sink and headed upstairs to get ready. I decided on a navy blue and white striped maxi dress, some sandals and a jeans vest. I showered and let my hair air dry so that it had some beach waves. I got my makeup bag out and started looking for my normal mascara, only finding the waterproof one. 

"Fine, be that way." I muttered to myself. I put my foundation on and decided on doing a natural look on my makeup. I finished and walked down the stairs into the kitchen. 

"Where are you going?" My mother asked me. 

"I'm hanging out with my friend." I said, if I told my mom I was on a date she would flip. Over exaggerated flip if I told her it was THE Prince Harry. 

"Does this friend have a name?" She asked me going into mom-mode. Raising the eyebrow and hand on the hip and everything. 

"Harry." I said without thinking, I turned around for an apple and cursed to myself. 

"Harry? It's a boy?" She asked me. 

"No! Of course not. Harry is just a nickname." I told her. 

"Short for what?" She asked me. 

"Harr" I said trying to look for a name. "iet. Yes Harriet."  

"Harriet?" She asked me. And I nodded. I saw Harry's black Mercedes pulling into the driveway. 

"I have to go, bye mom." I said rushing to get my purse. I almost sprinted out the road. The butler or whatever opened my door. 

"Thank you." I said.  

"Hello, love." Harry said, leaning in. 

"Drive, drive, drive!" I said before my mom could see that Harriet was in fact Harry. I giggled as we backed out of my driveway and Harry gingerly took my hand in his and leaned in for a kiss. The kiss was short but sweet. His lips tasted like peppermint.

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Prince Harryas Prince Harry
Lucy Haleas Haley
George Shelleyas James
Leighton Meesteras Meghan
Tyler Hoelchinas Jacob
Tyler Poseyas Adam
Prince Williamas Himself
Kate Middletonas Herself

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