The Prince (Harry Styles)

Chapter 38

"You were engaged to him?" Harry asked. "Engaged?"

"Not technically," I sighed resting my hand to my forehead. "It all happened within a day of me coming here. I don't know! I—"

"Emerald, if you were with—"

"I only met him once before," I said looking to Harry. "I don't even know him like I know you. My father and his were setting up an engagement between the two of us but the same day my brother came here. My brother came here defying my father's wishes for me to enter the palace."

"Em, you were engaged," Harry said looking at Niall. "I couldn't steal another man's fiancé."

"You're not," I said placing my hand to his warm cheek. "I met him before that happened. The day our father's made the agreement I met you. That day I met you my life changed, Harry. It changed because of you."

"Emerald—"

"It wasn't an engagement out of love, Harry. It was a business deal," I said to him taking both of his hands and kissing the top of his rough skin. "My father never cared about my happiness and Niall was a part of that. If it wasn't for you, I would be married to him right now. I wouldn't be happy. You make me happy."

"I do?"

"Harry," I laughed looking into his electric green eyes. "How can you not see how happy you make me? You bring joy into my life that I couldn't ever get rid of. I don't ever want that to end. You and me. That's what is supposed to happen. Not me and him."

"You're not lying to me?" he asked looking from me to Niall who was standing behind me. "This is one hundred percent the truth?"

"Cross my heart," I said with a smile on my face. "You're the only one for me Harry Edward. The only one I want," I whispered as Harry leaned down towards me. I stood on my toes pressing my lips against his.

"Gross," Niall scoffed. "See you later dickheads. You'll make lovely dickhead children. Oh right, the doctor said you probably can't have kids! Have fun lengthening the royal family."

"Listen here," Harry spat turning to him. "Emerald is the love of my life, don't you dare disrespect her. She is the most strong-willed person I have ever met. Now leave before I charge you with treason."

"Again with the treasons," he sighed. "Treason this, treason that."

"I am not kidding Mr. Horan," Harry stated harshly. I wove my hand into his giving his large hand a gentle squeeze. "Please leave palace grounds or I will have to warn you out."

"No one gets warned out anymore."

"Some people still do," Harry shrugged. "Please leave."

"I'm gone mate," Niall said raising his hands up. "Have fun with whatever the fuck it is you two do."

Harry lead me back into the palace weaving our way through the corridors. His hand engulfed mine pulled me along. He pulled me into his bedroom throwing the door open, closing it and locking the handle. He looked into the small areas where maids could be. After he did this, he walked back over to me and took my face in his hands and pressed his lips to mine. 

Almost immediately, my hands went to his chest. My fingers spread out taking hold of the cloth of his shirt. One of his hands dropped to my lower back pulling me close to his body. Our bodies molding together like two puzzle pieces destined to be paired together. Harry moved his hands to my waist lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He back up to the wall.

"Harry," I breathed as his teeth bit onto my bottom lip pulling at it. His brilliant green eyes bore into my blue ones. 

"You are the love of my life," Harry said before his lips attached to my neck. I tossed my head to the side letting his leave small kisses underneath my jaw line. My mouth was agape, my breathing hard.