My Prince | 2

27 | Lovebirds

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I've gone a whole day without a message let alone a phone call from Roman. I had a tough time deciding whether to call first or continue to wait. "Hazel, please stop. Your pacing is stressing me out," I walked from one end of my room, nibbling on my nail while I thought of what to do.

"You think something happened? He normally calls me to check if I'm okay you know" Ryan got up from the floor, walking over to me. "Haze, he must be busy, didn't he tell you last night that you guys will see each other later today?"

"Well, I said I would be pretty busy." Ryan took me by the hand, making me sit on the floor with him while we continued to pack my stuff up in boxes.

"See, maybe he just doesn't want to bother you." Ryan stretched out the roll of tape, measuring it against the box before cutting it, "Relax girl, I'm telling you, your man is probably busy." As much as I tried to believe Ryan right now nothing was-

RING!

I shoot up from the floor, running like a mad person to find my phone, "Where is this god damn phone" I grumble. "Ahem..." I turn around to see a hand on Ryan's hip and my phone in his other hand.

I snatch the phone from his hand like a wild animal, without even looking at the caller ID I answer it, "Hello?" I say out of breath, "Still don't have my number saved, Princess? ouch," I let out a sigh of relief.

He called.

"No! No! I just wasn't paying att-" His laughter cut me off, "Relax Princess, I'm only joking" I let out a strangled laugh, "How are you?" I look to Ryan who was gawking at me, "I'm okay, just packing." Ryan snatches the phone out of my hand, putting it on speaker.

"I can't wait for you to move in with me" I bit my bottom lip. I can't wait either. "So, Princess, what time would you like me to come pick you up?" I'm in such a daze, Ryan had to snap his fingers in my face for me to concentrate again.

"Sorry what?"

"I said, what time would you like me to come pick you up, love?" Ryan was squealing and jumping up and down by the name Roman called me, "Uhm...I thought it would be nice for us to hang out at my place, order pizza, watch a movie, you could help me pack?"

"Sure, that sounds even better, maybe we could do something after that too..." His husky voice made a shiver run up my spine. Ryan waggled his eyebrows at me, "Mmm...maybe," He chuckled, "Princess, I have to go, I'll call you a bit later when I'm done with work okay?"

"Of course, I love you."

"Love you, Princess."

The call went silent.

"What the hell was that!?" I hold t phone close to my chest, laying down on the ground, "You wanna swap? Kyle is good in bed too." Ryan laid down next to me, "Ha! No thanks, I mean no offence to Kyle I love him but...I'd rather be with my lover." Ryan cringed at the use of words.

"For the love of God, never, ever, say lover again" I turned to face him, sticking my tongue out.

"I'm happy for you guys, I love seeing you happy, the last time you were like this was during Uni, when apparently- "He nudged me in the shoulder- "When you were boning that cute security guard at Danny's"

I quickly sat up. Ryan still doesn't know, it's been a few days since the incident- no. Since I killed him. The haunted memory of me holding that gun against his head, without even second-guessing myself, how I pulled the trigger.

At that moment, I didn't think about the close relationship Daniel and I had, what close friends we were. All I could think about was...killing him.

I haven't brought up the subject around Roman, because every time I do he keeps shutting me down, telling me it wasn't my fault, he was a bad person if it wasn't me who wouldn't have killed him, who knows what else he was capable of doing.