The Prince and Me

Chapter 4

"You what?!"

"Geez, Bri could you be any louder?" I snap, elbowing her in the side during our Philosophy class.

Bri scoffs and turns, looking at me. "I'm sorry. My best friend just told me that she slept with the Prince of  England."

I blush and shake my head, glancing over at our professor, seeing him continue to write on the board.

"Yes, it happened. I'll probably never see him again. It was literally just a one-time thing." I tell her.

Bri grabs my hand, looking me in the eye. "Rhett, you lost your virginity to this man. To the f*****g prince. If he doesn't call you,  I'll storm that palace and beat his royal ass."

Laughing, I pull my hand away from her and continue writing my notes. "No way. I don't have time for a relationship and I'm not even sure if I want one. Especially with a prince."

Bri raises her brow, sitting back in her chair, her pen and notepad were forgotten on her desk. "Well, s**t. I mean, I know you've said that before but, Rhett. What's so bad about him? He's hot as hell, rich as hell, and royal as hell."

"First of all, no," I say, laughing. "Money isn't why I would date someone, you know that."

"Yeah, I do. But honey, you need to get out. How long has it been since you hung out with anyone besides me?" Bri asks.

I pause, my pencil dropping to the desk as my brows furrow. "Uhm. I don't know. I don't really know anyone else. Or want to know anyone else."

"And how long has it been since you dated?"

At that, I shake my head and look at her. "High school. With Zach. And it ended badly. Again, you know this."

Bri sighs and nods, rubbing my arm as she leans back. "I know, and I'm sorry. But I just want you to be happy."

I nod and continue writing my notes, no longer interested in the conversation.

Once class was over, we head back over to my place and I grab my phone off the charger when we get inside. I bring it over to the couch and plop down next to Bri.

"So, I was looking online and guess frickin' what?"

I look over at her and shrug, adjusting my hoodie. "What?"

She shows me her laptop and she's pulled up a news feed about Prince William. I continue looking at the screen and I raise my brows to look at her. "What am I looking at?"

Bri sighs and places the laptop down on her lap, balancing it on her legs as she rests her feet on my coffee table. "Well, if you had read on, it says that the Prince's birthday is next week. I wonder what could happen," she says, sending me one of her ugly winks.

I roll my eyes and toss a throw pillow at her. "Nothing is going to happen."

Bri pauses and I watch as she picks up my phone from the couch. "Then..why is he calling you right now?"

"What?!"  I exclaim. I reach over and snatch my phone, looking at the screen and blinking as the words William (Prince You f****d) flash, along with a picture of him smiling that I actually found kind of cute.

I answer the phone and put it to my ear, glancing over at Bri. "Did you really put that as your name on my phone?" I ask. "No, scratch that. Why is your number in my phone?" I demand.

William chuckles on the other end. "I thought it was quite amusing. And I put my number in your phone because I knew I'd have to contact you. Speaking of which, could you please come outside?"

I stand up and walk over to the kitchen facing the edge of the campus where the small parking lot is and I see the sleek black car that picked William up this morning.

"What are you doing here?" I whisper shout, looking over at Bri who was giving me questionable looks.

"Just come out. Please?" He asks.  "You don't want to keep royalty waiting, do you?"

At that, I straighten up and hang up the phone, shoving it in my pocket and marching toward the door, swinging it open. "I'll be back," I mutter, before walking out, slamming the door shut behind me and making my down the stairs and toward the waiting prince and his fancy car.

Once I got to his car, the back door opened and I hesitated, stopping and staring at the darkness within the car before a hand reached out and grabbed me, pulling me into the car.

The door shut behind me and I'm face to face with William, our lips inches apart and his beautiful green eyes searching mine. "Hello, Rhett."

I swallow and move back and bit, looking away from his intense stare. "What do you want?"  I ask.

"Wow, straight to the point, huh?" he says, smirking.

I give him a dull glare and he clears his throat, looking ahead. "Well, I know what we did was..fuck, I'll just say it. I quite enjoyed myself. I enjoyed your company that night and I'd..like it again."

I stare at him, blinking before I lean back and away from him. "I'm not just going to have s*x with you, William. I'm not that type of person." I say, shocked.

William's eyes widen and he shakes his head, turning in his seat to face me. "No, no. Not like that. Not at all. I just want your company. A friendship."

I bite my lip and his eyes instantly snap down to my lips and he takes a sharp breath before looking away.

"I-I don't know. I wouldn't like things to be awkward between us." I tell him.

William nods and smirks once more. "Well dear, they already are. Hence, why I want to start over. How about we go out somewhere tomorrow? The cinema? Or to a park? Do you have classes tomorrow?"

"I don't..but how does this even work? Are you even allowed to go to the cinema?" I ask, raising a brow.

He scoffs and crosses his arms over his chest. "Of course I am. I can rent it out and then we can-"

"Let me stop you right there. I know that you're royalty and things can get rough when you're seen in public. If we're going to make this work, then we have to do things like normal common people." I explain, watching the prince nod along. "So tomorrow morning, you can just come over here. I'll order pizza or takeout and you bring the beer and movies. "

The prince smiles and nods. "Sounds grand. It's a deal."

I return the smile and extend my hand to him to shake. "Friends?"

William grips my hand firmly and nods, giving it a shake. "Friends."

The rest of the day went by in a blur and before I knew, it was almost midnight.

"Okay. I'm gonna get going. I have class in the morning..fucking Physics." Bri says, getting up and gathering all of her things from the living room.

I get up off the couch and give her a hug as I open the door for her.

"Call me tomorrow and let me know how it goes.  If you want, I can bring Tom over and we can double date it up," she suggests.

I shake my head, giving her a smile. "It's not a date. We're gonna see where this 'friend' thing goes. We're gonna watch movies and eat junk food. Maybe get to know each other a bit more."

Bri nods and shrugs. "Like a date."

I roll my eyes and grin, pushing her out the door. "Go home. Go to bed. Text me when you get home, okay? Love you!"

"Love you too!" she says laughing as she walks down the stairs and hopefully to her dorm. 

I shut the door and lock it, leaning against it as I take a deep breath and let it out.

I make my way towards my bedroom, shutting off the lights and once I reach my room, I turn on the small lamp on my desk and get changed into my pajamas.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I crawl into bed and cover-up, looking up at the ceiling, my mind railing.

Does he want to be just friends? But...why?

I soon drift off, my sleep consisting of dreams of William's lips on my body and a very angry queen.