Your My Prince Charming

"Who are you? Are you like my Prince Charming or something?" I asked the stranger who just saved my life. "Maybe, I can be someday." This strange and mysterious person asked me. "How may I repay you?" I asked in my thick British accent. "No need, princess." He said. Oh only if he knew that I was a princess. "Well, thank you Prince Charming." I said with a curtesy at the end. "Anything for you princess. "Anything for you, princess." He said with a bow at the end. "Wouldn't you like to know my name?" He asked. "I think Carming suits you." I smirked. "Well, I must be on my way. Thank you again." I said before running off.
What 'Prince Charming' and Princess Lillian didn't know, is that they won't be able to forget about each other. They'll look high and low for each other. But one coffee stop will change that.

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33. Uncle Harry

"UNCLE HARRY!!" I shrieked. I saw my uncle, with a woman, in a jacuzzi, naked. "LILLIAN!!" Uncle Harry said pulling away from the lady that we was sucking faces with. The lady had black hair, blue eyes, and let's just say curves. "Um... what are you doing here?" Uncle Harry asked. I looked away from him. "I think you need to put clothes on before we have this talk." I said. "Right." Harry said. Niall and I walked back downstairs. "That was-" I cut Niall off. "The worst thing I've ever seen." I said. Niall nodded. We sat on the couch and I sighed heavily. "Let's never have sex in a jacuzzi." I said nonchalantly. "Agreed." Niall said. Before I knew what was happening, I was sucking faces with Niall. "Well, well, well." Someone said. Niall and I broke apart immediately. 

"Shut up. It's not like I didn't just see you having sex with stripper Sarah up there." I said. That's what Uncle Harry and I called strippers, because Uncle Harry dated a girl named Sarah. Uncle Harry and I have always had a special relationship. We've always told eachother everything. He knows everything about Niall and I and I know about all of his one-night stands. "You must be Niall. Did you ever get a new table?" Uncle H asked Niall. Niall coughed awkwardly. "You told your uncle?" Niall asked. "Josh told everyone else." I said. I got up and grabbed two cokes. I threw one to Niall and opened mine. "Hey baby." A girl said from the staircase. "Hey Sarah." Uncle H said. I spit out my drink and looked at stripper Sarah. "Oh, it's the little bitch." She said. See what I mean! She's a total douche! "STRIPPER SARAH!!" I yelled at Uncle H. "Yea, I don't like what you called my girlfriend." Niall said. "YOU PROMISED ME!!" I yelled at Uncle H. Stripper Sarah and I don't have a good past. "Lily, let's just talk about this." Harry said. "Why hello. What's your name?" Sarah flirted with Niall while touching his arm. "I HATE YOU HARRY!! AND DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY BOYFRIEND BITCH!!" I yelled at Stripper Sarah. "Shut up. You're just jealous that you're uncle is finally happy. So, why don't you just do us all a favor and get out of our lives." Stripper Sarah said. Uncle H stayed quite. "I'll call Josh." Niall said walking out of the room. Stripper Sarah turned and stormed up the stairs. "Lily, don't leave." Uncle H said trying to touch my arm. "How could you? You promised me that you will never get back together with her! She hit me the last time I saw her!" I said. Sarah came down the stairs and ran outside. "Josh must be here." I said walking outside. 

I walked outside and saw Sarah flirting with Harry. Not uncle Harry, Hazza. "Umm," Niall said awkwardly. "I'm going to take a shower." Uncle H said. No one said anything. Just then Sarah started making-out with Hazza. "Um, should we brake them up?" Niall asked. "I want to do it." I said. "STRIPPER SARAH!! STRIPPER SARAH!! STRIPPER SARAH!!" I yelled like a 5 year old. Niall turned around so he wouldn't laugh. Harry pulled away and looked at her. "She's dating my uncle. Or better known as the prince of England." I said. "WHAT?!" Harry yelled. "I'll go get your bags." Harry said. "YOU LITTLE BITCH!!" Stripper Sarah yelled. She walked up to me and nearly slapped me in the face, but I grabbed her wrist. "Not this time bitch." I said and punched her square in the face. She fell to the ground. Harry ignored the bleeding girl on the ground and put our bags in the car. "What happened to Josh?" I asked. "Drunk." Harry answered. "Your not old enough to drink in America." I said. "Exactly." Harry said. 

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