Prince Harry Ih.sI

14

Harry opens his mouth and pinches his lips, looking at me up and down. I turn my head but continue to walk to him.

"You look lovely Gisele, I like this on you a lot" Harry says.

Instead of verbally thanking him, I nod then walk past him to get out the door. As I step my foot onto the placemat outside the door, Harry lightly wraps his hand on my upper arm.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I respond, shaking my head. I couldn't even explain it to him, because I barely know what's wrong, myself.

"Gisele, tell me what's wrong," Harry says a bit more wearisomely.

"I- I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know? He questions, frowning his brows.

I knew he wouldn't understand. "I'm fine, Harry. Please let's just go."

And thankfully, Harry drops the subject, takes my hand and walks me to the vehicle.

The car ride is silent, or well I'm silent while Harry makes jokes and socializes with the driver. He asked me twice why I was so quiet, but then again I was never a wild or loud girl.

Once we arrive to the night club, Harry walks out his door and waits for me to meet him around the car. Together we walk hand in hand in front of the club while cameras flash and people shout for us to look there way. I've never experienced this sort of attention ever, and I already can't stand it. One thing I can't help but question is why people never showed up to us before? I mean, we've made public appearences before this.

"Is this the new Princess, Prince Harry?" "Prince Harry, have you found the one?" "Does she only want you for the fame or the power, Prince Harry?" "Prince Harry, how could you date a woman from Loam?" People shout.

I keep my head down as the flashes start to blind me and the people start to get loud. I keep a tight grip on Harry and we continue to walk towards the doors.

"Word got out I guess," Harry whispers in my ear. "I'll have security clear the area when we leave." I nod and step into the club once Harry opens the door for me. Before we move a step further, Harry stops me and turns to look at me, pulling me to the side of the doors.

"I want you to enjoy yourself tonight," he says, putting his hands on my shoulders.

"Harry, what are you talking about?"

"Gisele, I'm going to order us some drinks, your going to dance and socialize. I need you to have fun for me baby. I feel like I've kept you caged." Harry admits.

It's cause you have.

"Harry, it's not a big deal."

Instead of responding, Harry grabs my hand and we walk to a back room. Last time I went into the back room of a club, Harry and I were alone and he got me drunk. I hate to be a party pooper, but I don't want to be doing any of that tonight.

I don't know why, but this morning, this evening and even right now.. this day doesn't seem right and not only because of my mood, it's even the vibe I'm getting now... This day is just so off for me.

As we finally reach the back room, Harry opens the black double doors and I step in before he. I look around the area to see that it's not empty but filled with people... people whom seem to be of high status or importance.

"Harry!" An older man shouts, walking towards Harry and I. The man has a white beard and a lot of white hair, he's tall and has a large body weight that is covered by a long fancy robe. The man has his arms wide open and beside him are two young girls, walking towards us.

Harry steps away from the now closed doors and smiles as he opens his arms wide too, ready for a hug from the large man. I stand to the side, my hands crossed over my clutch, as I try to keep my fake smile in place; as I try to seem happy for Harry.

"Uncle Covetous (cove-ah-tis)!" Harry smiles, hugging Uncle Covetous... The King Covetous of District 2. Oh so I'm in a room full of royalties? I look back into Harry's gleaming eyes as he stares at his uncle, and I mentally slap him for not warning me that I would be in the presence of king/queenships.

"How are ya Harry? Everything's good? I've been hearing a lot about you! I heard you've picked a girl? A princess? ...Is this she?" Uncle Covetous asks Harry, turning away from him and coming my way.

"You've got the most admirable set of orbs, darling." King Covetous says, talking my hand and kissing it, while looking into my soul.

"Thank you, King Covetous" I smile.

"Harry, my my, this one... this one is extraordinary, she's enthralled me by her beauty. You've got to be one of most stunning women I've ever seen. Nice choice, Harry." King Covetous says.

I keep a smile on my face as I hear uncle here, creepily tell me how he finds me alluring; my smile remains only because King Covetous keeps his gaze on me, otherwise I would be holding a face of disgust. His tone isn't one that's kind or sweet, he didn't seem to be giving me a complement rather his voice was sure and stern, intimidating. The whole room had their gaze on us three, even though the music was still loud and people had seemed drunk.

I look back at Harry and I notice how his smile drops and he clears his throat, stepping back to me and picking up my hand.

"This is Gisele," Harry says.

"Gisele... You've got a family back home, don't you? One you cared for? Worked hard for. A terrible district? Well she's shy at first but you can share a laugh with her and she can become your best friend, a good one at that. Her smile is one that makes all others smile and her laugh one that makes others laugh. She cares for everyone and tries to befriend peoples. She could be everything you ever want. Her eyes are big and bright and they pierce into your mind and soul... I don't think there is any other girl perfect for you to be with, Harry. Gisele." King Covetous says, still continuing to look at me.

Harry grips my hand tighter and my face tries to keep a smile planted but every few seconds turns into a frown, my lips feel wobbly and my eyes get teary. I squeeze Harry's hand back.

My mouth parts, "how did you-?"

"Uncle Covetous is great at reading people. You've got a talent uncle." Harry says, as his eyes stay on mine and he tries to mentally help me coupe with the fact that this man basically just explained part of my life and my personality.

"Stay safe, Gisele. Good luck, Harry." King Covetous says, flashing me a smile and Harry a nod then returning back to where he came from.

I look back at Harry to see his eyes set on the back of King Covetous, as if he were trying to beam lasers into his body. As if Harry didn't actually like him, but only seemed too.

I put my head down and rise my clutch up to my hip to hold it with my forearm as I place that hand on Harry's lower arm and look at our entwined hands.

Not even ten minutes into the night, do I know that it'll be difficult to pretend that I was going to have fun. Even though Harry and I stay in place and my vision is on our hands, I can feel Harry's eyes burning into my faced-down pupils. I rise my head a bit and move my eyes to the left to see King Covetous sitting back on a large leather sofa, one leg crossed over his knee as his two beautys sit on the left/right armrests holding glasses of alcohol, all looking back at me.

I'm now ready to accept that my instincts were right about this day. Everything is off. I turn back to the man infront of me to see a fret Harry who's in distress and in his cold and hard eyes I find suspicion, and the reason for that I'm unsure of.

An uneasy and troubled feeling rushes through my body, leaving goosebumps that're visible to the eye, all becuase of soon-to-be uncle Covetous, all there is to wonder is what he's capable of tonight.

I'm thinking of adding some morrrrrrrre drama, maybe bring back some characters??

**And don't worry about how some things aren't quite answered yet, I've got a plan my babes and everything will come together and be answered