Just A Little Bit Of Your Heart (Prince Harry)

Charlie’s POV

We ended up having a pretty good vacation despite the fact that I was constantly thinking about him leaving at the end of the year. After finding out this new information I had practically been glued to his hip, only separating when we had different classes. It was hard coming to a decision about what I wanted and if I was ready to be part of the royal life. I knew we weren’t getting married or anything, but I would still be attending events and whatnot which was terrifying enough already.

I laid beside him one night running through every pro and con in my head, trying to figure out what the best choice was. My thoughts were broken, however, when Louis suddenly burst in the door which cause us both to jump.

“What the hell, Lou.” Harry grumbled in a sleepy voice as he sat up in bed.

“Harry, it’s your dad. We need to get you to London immediately.” He said.

Harry’s whole body tensed and I frowned, knowing that his father had been sick for a while as he battled cancer but from what Harry told me he seemed to have been getting better. Obviously that was not the case.

“How long do I have?” He asked quietly.

“Our flight leaves in an hour.” Louis said before leaving the room.

Harry sighed deeply and sat forwards with his head in his hands. I sat up and wrapped my arms around him as I kissed his cheek gently then laid my head on his shoulder.

“He’ll be okay. If he's anything like you he'll make it through this.” I said softly.

“Charlie… if I leave I won't be allowed to come back… My father is the King and since he’s sick I'm next in line to the throne.” He said quietly.

I held onto him tighter and buried my face into his neck, fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall. We were supposed to have two more months together. I wasn’t ready to let him go yet.

“Charls, please look at me.” He whispered.

I reluctantly looked up at him and he pulled me into his lap so I was straddling him then wrapped me up in a hug. I held onto him tightly for a long moment until I pulled away to give him a deep kiss. His hands slid up the shirt that was covering my body and lifted it off my body. It wasn’t long until our bodies were bare and moving together in sync as the two of us tried to forget about the fact that he was leaving and we had no idea if we would see each other again.

Not long after I was sitting in his bed covered up by the blankets, allowing silent tears to fall down my cheeks as I watched him pack up his things. It felt like with each step my heart was breaking a little more and I was starting to become stressed and a bit panicked about having to make a decision right away. He seemed to sense it because as he set his bags by the door he pulled out the sweater I loved to wear of his and brought it over, gently placing it on my body.

“You don’t have to make a decision right away. You'll still have time. Keep this safe for me until I see you again alright?” He said softly.

I sniffled and nodded, giving him one last kiss.

“Call me when you land, okay? I love you.” I said softly.

“I love you more.” He whispered between kisses as he gave me a few more before he finally walked out and left.

I curled up in bed and just cried, barely even able to sleep until I heard that he landed safely. He called me later that day while I was still in bed and I could hear the sadness in his voice as he spoke.

“Did you get any sleep?” he asked me.

“No… not really.” I sighed.

“Me either… I'm already missing you. We’re almost to the hospital now so I'll call you later. Try to get some rest okay? I love you.”

“I love you, too.” I said quietly, biting my lip as the call ended.

I rolled over onto my back and pressed my palms to my eyes to hold back tears. Eventually I got myself out of bed, pulling on a pair of leggings before I called Dylan and Jenna to meet me for coffee.

We sat on a park bench close to campus and I sniffled a bit, wiping at my eyes.

“Wow… A prince? Really?” Jenna asked.

“I thought it was weird that those three guys were following him around everywhere.” Dylan said as he furrowed his brows.

“That’s not the point. The point is that if his father doesn’t get better then he'll be king and he won’t be able to see me anymore. He won’t have time to fly here to visit and I don’t even know if I can handle being there and a part of his life. You both know how I am. I would never be able to fit into that kind of lifestyle.”

“You want me to be honest?” Dylan asked, waiting for me to nod before he continued. “I may have wanted to be with you, but after seeing how happy he makes you I know I wouldn’t have done that good of a job. That guy bends over backwards for you and he has the money and power to literally treat you like a princess. If anyone deserves that it's you. The guy loves you and we both know you're head over heels for him too. Just go for it. It might be a change for you, but you can handle it. You have him to help you adjust. If you can’t take it then you can always come home. It won’t be a permanent thing if you decide to go.“

“He’s right, Charlie. I mean, how often are you going to win over a prince? Never. This is your chance to have the fairytale life you've always wanted. Plus you can show me around Buckingham Palace when I come visit you.” Jenna said.

I laughed softly and shook my head.

“You guys really think I should go?” I asked.

They both grinned and I ran my hand through my hair.

“Alright. I'll do it.”
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I landed at Heathrow airport and grabbed my luggage before looking around for Liam. I still couldn’t believe I did this, but after speaking with Liam I knew it was the right choice. Apparently Harry wasn’t taking his father’s sudden drop in health very well and I knew I needed to be there for him.

As Liam drove me into Buckingham Palace I felt sick to my stomach from nerves. I already felt so out of place in my skinny jeans and Harry’s sweater. I followed Liam through the massive halls towards the private residence and I bit my lip as I heard crashes from inside the room that I assumed was Harry’s. Louis and Niall stood outside and gave me sympathetic looks, letting me in to see Harry sitting at the edge of his bed with his head in his hands. His room was a mess from things he had thrown around and I slowly made my way over to him.

“Harry.” I said softly, catching his attention.

His head shot up and I finally saw his watering eyes that were bloodshot from lack of sleep. I stayed silent as I stepped between his legs and cupped his cheeks as he looked at me as if I were some sort of hallucination.

“I'm here, baby. I'm here.” I said softly, showing him that I was real.

In a second his arms were around my waist and I cradled his head in my hands, allowing him to bury his face into my stomach. My heart broke as a sob fell from his lips and his body trembled as he finally let everything out that he had been holding in. I held him like that until he calmed down then we finally moved to lie down on the bed for a little while.

We laid facing each other with our legs tangled and our upper bodies pressed together. He had one arm underneath my pillow and neck while the other was wrapped around my waist. I tucked one arm between us and used the other to reach up and gently run my fingers through his hair on the side of his head.

“I can’t believe you're here…” He finally spoke. “I honestly thought you were going to stay.”

“I'll be honest I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, but Dylan and Jenna convinced me that a love like this happens once in a lifetime and I would regret it for the rest of my life if I didn’t take this chance with you.” I said softly.

“Well remind me to thank them.” He smiled a little then leaned in to place a soft kiss on my lips.

Our perfect moment was interrupted when Louis knocked on the door.

“Harry, your mum wants to see you.” He said.

Harry sighed softly but nodded and got out of bed before turning to hold his hand out to me.

“Ready to meet my family?” He asked.

“Now?” I asked him, immediately feeling nervous.

“Yes. It'll be alright, Charlie. They already know about you. The whole country does. I meant to tell you earlier, but while we were in LA there were some photographers who caught a few pictures of us together. You're pretty much a celebrity now.” He laughed weakly.

“What? Are you serious? Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked him.

“I didn’t want to worry you. I stopped them from posting any more but for the most part a few got out and I'm sure they'll be all over the world soon. I know this isn’t what you wanted and I'm so sorry it happened this way. I wanted to do it on our terms and when you were ready.” He sighed and dropped his hand.

The whole situation was obviously stressing him out and that was the last thing I wanted him to feel right now so I stood up and kissed his cheek gently.

“I suppose now is as good a time as ever to get this over with. I'll never be ready for something like that but I want to be with you and I know everything that comes with it. I can handle it.” I assured him and myself.

He smiled slightly and nodded, slipping his hand into mine before we walked off to meet his mother downstairs in one of the sitting rooms. My grip tightened on his when I saw her standing by the window looking absolutely beautiful despite the look of grief on her face as she turned to look at me.

“Mum… this is Charlie… My girlfriend.”

Shit...

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