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Summer in Wales (Prince Harry Fanfiction)


Chapter 5 (UPDATED)


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 shirt." She pointed out.

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

"Is 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 2014' 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 flowy orange and peach dress that had an opening on the side with some grey heels. I showered and let my hair air dry so that it had some beachy 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.

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Prince Harryas Prince Harry
Vanessa Hudgensas Haley
Austin Butleras James
Leighton Meesteras Meghan
Alex Pettyferas Jacob
Tyler Poseyas Adam
Prince Williamas Himself
Kate Middletonas Herself

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