Princess

Sorry guys the whole chapter is gonna be in the notes! I accidently put it there and it won't let me copy and paste it here! But anyways sorry it took so long! Also sorry for it being so short!

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Notes

William's POV:

I was going to ask her to dance. That little boy thinks he can just march in her and ask the princess to dance! Well! But looks at them, they look like they love eachother, but they can't! I will not have it! A princess and a poor boy! Never in a million years! If that is the case, it will be bye bye to mister curly!

I walk over to wear they are dancing, and push the boy out of the way and I take the opportunity to grab Bethany's hands and start dancing with her.

"What the hell William! I was having fun!" She said harshly letting go of my hands.

"You can not dance with a poor boy! You will get dirt all over you!"

"You're a damn pig! Go back to the fucking farm!" She whisper yelled at me. And marched off.

"You listen here poor boy, if I see you with her again I will make sure there is no more of you by your next birthday."
I threatened and walked off.

Bethany's POV:

I stormed off to my bedroom. Harry and I were having so much fun talking and dancing. He was quite a good dancer, unlike William who is awful at everything. After a while of mumbling to myself, I heard a knock on the door. Expecting it was Madame Rose or someone from the kitchen I said come in. And in walked Harry.

"Hello love." He said.

"How did you get up here Harry?" I asked quite confused especially with our high security.

"I talked to your father. I told him that William was being rude to you while we were dancing and then how he made you upset so you left. So he was furious at him, but he started asking me what I do. I told him I worked at the village bakery, that my parents own it and he said that your mother always loved the secret recipe bread we have. And then he told me I could come up here and bring you back down to the party." I was speechless. No one ever got father to talk like that.

"Did you tell him about us?" I asked. He shook his head.

"I knew you wouldn't want me to yet." He smiled and grabbed my waist pulling me close so our chests were touching.

"Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?" He asked.

"Just about a thousand times! Want to go for a thousand and one?" I laughed. He pulled me even closer and until our lips were touching. I wrapped my hands around his neck pulling him as close to me as possible. He still had his hands on my waist. Then I pulled away.

"We should get back to the party gorgeous." He said.

"At least you didn't call me Princess." I said and we walked out if the room.