Reaching Out (A Prince Harry of Wales FanFiction)

Chapter Eighty-Four

It’s the middle of February. So, more or less I only have a month left. And the rehersals had started.

What’s the exact date today? February 14th. St. Valentine’s Day. 

Brad and Sam left earlier and went to Paris. Mum’s in the hospital, working, as well as Dad (they do not celebrate Valentine’s Day), Carmela’s with Will, and as for me, I’m getting married soon, and I’m still on the bed, and Harry’s going to pick me up in about 45 minutes.

I got up and went in the bathroom, and took my time in taking my shower.

When I finished changing, I went down and made myself a sandwich.

I was halfway through my sandwich when Harry called.

Allana: Hello?

Harry: Hey! You ready?

Allana: Are we just going to rehearse?

Harry: No, we’re just gonna rehease for about 1 or 2 hours.

Allana: Then what?

Harry: Well, have you chosen which design of Vivienne Westwood yet?

Oh, I have to choose between 4 designs.

Allana: Well, I uh, narrowed it, uh..

Harry: You haven’t chosen yet huh?

Allana: No I haven’t.

Harry: Well, you have to choose soon, so that it’ll be ready soon.

Allana: Yeah. I don’t want to rehearse today. It’s crappy.

Harry: What?

Allana: I don’t want to rehearse today! It’s crappy.

Harry: We’re right here outside the driveway.

Allana: Oh, I’m on my way outside.

I put my sandwich on the fridge, and locked my house.

Harry was standing outside his car. 

Wearing a navy blue baseball cap, a blue button down shirt and cream colored jeans.

Allana: Good morning!

Harry: Good morning!

He embraced me. And I embraced back.

We held back the embrace.

Harry: So, you know what day is it?

Allana: Uh, Friday.

Harry: No, silly! I know it’s friday.

He played with my snowflake pendant, which I haven’t removed since he gave it to me.

Allana: Then what?

Duh?! Not stupid! It’s Valentines.

Harry opened the door to the car, and there sat a huge bouquet of roses.

My eyes popped open.

Harry: Well, Happy Valentine’s Day!

I embraced him, and he kissed my forehead.

Harry: There won’t be any rehearsals today. I cancelled it.

Allana: Then what are we going to do today?

Harry played with the snowflake necklace again.

Harry: I don’t know. Play with something, I guess.

Allana: Really? Like what?

Harry: Uh, Monopoly? Some iPad app?

Allana: Okay.

Harry: And have a Captain’s Choice lunch.

Allana: Come on!

When we arrived at the palace, everybody’s almost running.

Allana: What’s going on?

Harry: Wedding preparations.

Allana: But that’ll be in Buckingham Palace, not here.

Harry: Yes, but, they’re helping out.

Allana: Oh.

Harry and I just stayed in his apartment, mainly his room, all day. 

Harry: So, what’s your plans for your birthday?

Allana: Well, I’ll be freakin’ thirty within 11 days.

Harry: What do you want to do?

Allana: Well, normally, I shop till I drop, but since I am going to be thirty, and probably be a parent soon-

Harry: Thinking about parenthood are we?

Allana: Well, that’s the reality of it! People will think about it, eventually.

Harry: I know. Sometimes, I think of it before I sleep.

Allana: Sometimes, I watch the newborn babies sleep in the nursery.

Harry: Have you ever thought of how many would you like? I mean, before you and I had the arrangement.

Allana: No. You?

Harry: Two. I think, because I’ll be the provider, sort of, I cannot provide for a big family.

Allana: Well, when I was still working, I planned to have one, just one, because, I am pretty wealthy, and no one to leave my everything.

Harry: So, you wanted an heir?

Allana: Yes. But in this case? The child would inherit a lot. And splitting it in half, would be nice.

Harry: So, you really wanted an heir?

Allana: Yes. It’s completely rational.

Harry: Yes it is.

I got my iPad and viewed the designs of Vivienne Westwood.

Harry: What’s that?

Allana: The designs.

Harry: Am I allowed to see?

Allana: I allow you to see.

I handed him the iPad.

Harry:  Third one’s better.

He handed me the iPad again.

Allana: Yes, it is. Then the third one it is. I’ll call Ms. Westwood.

I grabbed my phone and went to Harry’s balcony and sat on the bench.

It’s windy today.

Allana: Hello, is Ms. Westwood there?

Ms. Westwood’s Office Personnel: Hello, may I ask who is this?

Allana: Dr. Allana Kavanagh.

Ms. Westwood’s Office Personnel: Oh, Dr. Kavanagh, I’ll transfer you to Ms. Westwood.

With one ding, I’m talking to Ms. Westwood.

Vivienne: Hello, Dr. Kavanagh!

Allana: Ms. Westwood! I just called to tell you that I have chosen the design that I will use for my wedding.

Vivienne: Ah, the March 16th wedding.

Allana: I have chosen the third one you sent me.

Vivienne: Ah, I like that one too..

Allana: Thank you very much.

Vivienne: Thank you very much.

Allana: And Happy Valentine’s Day.

Vivienne: And to you too.