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blogtintonghop24h · 4 years ago

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Công chúa Eugenie là thành viên hoàng gia duy nhất 'vẫn gần gũi' Meghan

Meghan Markle trong buổi phỏng vấn của Oprah Winfrey. Ảnh: CBS.

Theo một nguồn tin tiết lộ với tờ US Weekly, công chúa Eugenie (30 tuổi) hiện là "thành viên duy nhất" của hoàng gia Anh vẫn duy trì quan hệ thân thiết với nhà Sussex, bất chấp việc vợ chồng Meghan quyết định vĩnh viễn rút lui khỏi vị trí thành viên cao cấp của hoàng gia.

"Eugenie thực sự là thành viên duy nhất của gia đình hoàng gia mà Meghan vẫn còn gắn bó", nguồn tin cho biết.

Ngoài ra, nguồn tin cũng nói thêm rằng dù tính cách không giống nhau nhưng Meghan và Eugenie vẫn thường xuyên liên lạc, và ngày càng trở nên gần gũi khi cùng mang thai. Công chúa Eugenie sinh con hôm 9/2. Năm ngày sau, Meghan cũng xác nhận đang mang bầu. Bức ảnh chụp vợ chồng Nữ công tước xứ Sussex được công khai lúc đó cho thấy Meghan đã có thai được khoảng 5-6 tháng.

Bên cạnh đó, vợ chồng Meghan và vợ chồng Eugenie đều kết hôn tại Nhà nguyện St. George, lâu đài Windsor vào năm 2018, chỉ cách nhau 5 tháng. Không chỉ vậy, con gái của Hoàng tử Andrew cũng chọn sinh ở bệnh viện Portland, London, cùng bệnh viện Meghan sinh con trai đầu lòng Archie.

Nhà Sussex còn bàn giao lại chìa khóa của Frogmore Cottage - ngôi nhà tại Anh của họ - để gia đình Eugenie chuyển vào sống từ cuối năm ngoái.

Vợ chồng Eugenie khoe con trai đầu lòng ở Frogmore Cottage. Ảnh: Instagram.

Tình bạn thân thiết giữa đôi bên được cho là không hề gây ngạc nhiên vì theo hai tác giả của cuốn Finding Freedom, Omid Scobie và Carolyn Durand, Hoàng tử Harry và Công chúa Eugenie vốn đã thân từ nhỏ. Các tác giả viết: "Trong số tất cả cháu của Nữ hoàng, Công chúa Eugeine và Hoàng tử Harry có sự gắn bó tự nhiên nhất. Giống như Harry, Eugenie là một người trung thành, chính trực và rất vui tính. Cả hai từng có nhiều buổi tối đi chơi cùng nhau ở London, lẻn vào các câu lạc bộ đêm bằng lối sau, như Mahiki - nơi Jack (chồng hiện tại của Eugenie) từng là quản lý; hoặc Tonteria, một trong những quán VIP phong cách Mexico với món cocktail margarita mát lạnh khổng lồ".

Đồng thời, Scobie và Durand cũng cho rằng "mối quan hệ thân thiết giữa mẹ họ cũng đưa hoàng tử và công chúa gần gũi nhau hơn". "Tương tự Harry, Eugenie cũng phải vật lộn để khắc hoạ bản sắc của chính mình khi trưởng thành. Không phải là một thành viên hoàng gia cao cấp có nghĩa cô ấy phải bước ra thế giới và tìm ra con đường riêng cho mình", các tác giả viết.

Hoàng tử Harry trò chuyện với chị em Eugenie (giữa) và Beatrice (phải) trên ban công Điện Buckingham trong lễ diễu binh mừng sinh nhật Nữ hoàng vào năm 2015. Beatrice và Eugenie là hai con gái của Hoàng tử Andrew, lần lượt đứng thứ 9 và 10 trong danh sách thừa kế ngai vàng Anh. Ảnh: PA.

Ngay từ những ngày đầu mới yêu Meghan, Harry đã kể ngay cho em họ về mối tình này của anh. "Harry luôn tâm sự với em họ về những người phụ nữ trong cuộc đời anh ấy. Không chỉ vì anh ấy hoàn toàn tin tưởng cô em của mình, mà bạn bè còn bảo rằng công chúa là người chuyên đưa ra những lời khuyên tuyệt vời và khôn ngoan. Không có gì bất ngờ khi Eugenie là một trong những người đầu tiên trong gia đình biết về mối quan hệ của anh ấy với Meghan", các tác giả viết thêm.

Và Eugenie cũng "hoàn toàn khích lệ mối quan hệ mới của anh họ". Chính vì thế, Harry - Meghan còn thỉnh thoảng hẹn hò đôi với Eugenie - Jack.

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magesparticles · 4 years ago

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oh-ishouldnt · 7 years ago

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Oh, players! | Joe Sugg fanfic

Synopsis | Previous part

Part 04.

Y/N openned her eyes feeling last night’s weight. She was lucky to never had hungover, it was a privelege of only few people (people really hydrated, by the way), but feeling perfect after drinking like crazy was too much to ask.

Before getting up, Y/N/N grunted and rolled up in bed. She wasn’t able to sleep more, however, she didn’t want to wake up either. Defeated, she walked to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and showered trying to process what happened and, at same time, trying to not think at all.

The warm water turned things slightly better and now that Y/N/N freshed her face and took off her makeup, she felt lighter and ready to seem like a decent human being.

She concluded that it was better that she didn’t kiss anyone that night. It was her comeback party, enjoy her friends was the priority, she would leave the Joseph Sugg thing for after. For now, her only mission was ajust to the London life again.

Y/N took the umity of her hair with a towell, putting a better pajama to spend the day. The Sun was already up when she went to bed, now was almost sunset and, obviously, she wouldn’t be leaving the house right now, so she could enjoy herself in confortable soft shorts for a little more.

She went downstairs, to the kitchen, and unexpectedly found Joe Sugg in her lunch table.

“Good morning” She said.

Joe was a little apprenhensive to see Y/N/N again. Clearly they almost took things too far from what they should, nevertheless, seeing her so relaxed opening the fridge to get a bottle of orange juice, Joe forgot what happened.

“Good morning.” He responded, going back to his sandwich.

Y/N/N sat on the other half of the table with her left knee bended and her right foot on the next chair. She opened the juice bottle and put it on the glass she took just like she was having breakfast with Caspar and not Joe.

“You slept here?” She asked.

Joe nodded his head affirmatively. “Maddie was gone, you vanished and Caspar was too drunk to do something.” He explained, Y/N/N felt a little bad for not paying attention in her brother. “I wasn’t exactly sober to come back home and there’re always some clothes I let in the spare room.” Well, at least it explained Joe’s preference for the guest room in the night before.

“Sorry for putting you in this situation.”

Joe nodded his head again, this time it meaned “no”. “It was your party and I’m use to it anyway. Caspar took care of me more times than he can count as well.”

Y/N/N smiled. “Even if he can’t, thank you. I mean, it is not like Caspar can count above 20.”

Joe laughed softly. “No problem.”

After a brief moment of silence, Joe started another subject to talk about. He didn’t like silence moments with people he barely knew.

“Caspar said we are going out tonight again?”

“Yes.” Y/N informed, checking her Facebook’s notifications before tooking another sip in her juice. “We’re going to the Cirque le Soir, aren’t we?” Joe nodded another time. “How I missed that place!” She commented.

“It’s one of my favorites too.”

“I won’t say it’s my favorite because Bonbonniere Club exists too.”

“Uh, someone likes getting things to the next level.”

Y/N/N giggled, she and her brother enjoyed spend a little more money than they should when they felt festive.

“The Prysm that opened in Birminghan is cool too.” Joe said, getting up to pick a glass to pour some juice for himself.

“Oh yes, I like any Pryzm, although I wasn’t in the Birminghan one yet.” Y/N/N shrugged her shoulders. “I like Tonteria too, even if things can get a little out of tracks in there.” And if Y/N/N said something was a little crazy, things went insane. “Boys in there are kinda hot.” She added, more to herself than for Joe.

“Okay then, let’s pretend I’m not offended with this comment right now.” He joked and Y/N laughed.

“It wasn’t what I meant.” The girl pointed out. “I wouldn’t try too hard if I didn’t think you are good looking.”

Joe wasn’t use to this kind of honesty, it wasn’t like Y/N/N was flerting again or something, she was saying that in the most casual way ever. Joe laughed and let himself get caught on it.

“I can guarantee it wasn’t easy to resist to you.”

Y/N/N smiled and nodded her head, moving her arms just like someone who’s doing a reverence.

“Thank you.” She said. “I did my best,” she shrugged and grimaced. “Though it wasn’t enough.”

“Believe in me when I say: it was.” The boy shook his head with his eyebrows lift, making Y/N laugh hard. He laughed too.

When both of them took their breath again and a comfortable silence fell between the two, Joe realized Y/N was making a enterteined face.

“What?” He asked taking a sip of his orange juice.

The pretty girl looked at him with what seemed admire and curiosity, captived by the moment they shared. She always spoke more than she should and she liked a lot that Joseph wasn’t ashamed by her comments.

“You really didn’t kiss me because of my brother?” She questioned, internaly celebrating that none smile was undone.

“Basicaly, yes.” Answered Joe, his honesty was clear.

“I don’t think he would be that mad.” Y/N pointed undisturbedly, happy that Joe didn’t mention that girl who was with him.

“I disagree.”

Y/N/N lift one eyebrow. Uh, oh, the new kid in the group thought he knew more about Caspar than his own sister. In her conceptions, it was a personal affront, giving her something to prove.

“I kissed a few of my brother’s friends,” She declared. “he wasn’t stressed out about it.”

“It’s different.” Joe informed, leaving Y/N/N intrigued.

“How it’s different?”

“I have a sister and she has a boyfriend and everything, but if a close friend of mine like Caspar kiss her or a thing like that, I will explode the guy’s brain.”

Y/N/N grinmaced again, it didn’t make any sense.

“But you know who is he for real and you’re his best friend, you shouldn’t prefer that he ends up with your sister?”

“In this case, it would be treason.”

Y/N/N narrowed her eyes. “So you prefer not knowing the guy and let your sister find out someone she thinks is better just because you think it’s a betrayal from your friend? What if the guy cheats on her? It wouldn’t be worse?”

“When you put it like this, it really seemd that don’t make sense.”

“It’s because it doesn’t!” Y/N exclaimed throwing her hands up in the air.

“Basically, it’s like… How would you feel if a friend of yours kiss your father?”

“Disgusted.” Y/N quickly answered.

“See?” Joe smirked.

“I would be disgusted because my dad is…” Y/N sighed. “Well, I know my dad. I wouldn’t feel it was a treason! I would be probably more sad that my friend chose this path to walk…”

Joe gave a little laugh. “For us, guys, if a guy kiss our mother, it’s disrespectfull. And it’s the same thing with hooking up with our sisters.”

Y/N/N rolled her eyes. “You got to be kidding me.”

“I wish I was.” Joe grumbled, making Y/N/N laugh.

“Anyway, it is not like we are getting married,” she pointed out. “I don’t want to be your girlfriend or anything.”

Joe laughed. “Ouch.” He pretended he was hurt and put his hand on his chest. “Are you saying I’m not boyfriend material?”

Y/N/N laughed again, she really enjoyed Joe’s jokes, he was a pleasant guy.

“What I intend to say was that I’m not searching a relationship right now, np that you wouldn’t be good boyfriend.”

“Yeah, I can recognize I wouldn’t be a good boyfriend, anyway.” Joe said shrugging. “I’m not looking for a relationship either.” He admitted.

“See?” Y/N asked, trying to tease him, and raised an eyebrow. “I’m not finding any reasons why we wouldn’t work out!”

Joe laughed with the quick turn Y/N/N gave in the conversation. He knew that her words, althought were meant to be funny, had a bit of true. Being honest, during the talk, even he couldn’t enumerate why he shouldn’t kiss Y/N in that exact instant.

“You know how to conduct a debate, I will give you that.” The boy said.

Y/N/N was smiling and shrugged again. Caspar always had the coolest and nicest friends, she was glad her brother still kept that characterist.

“What should I do, right?” She tipped her index finger in her temple. “I’m the brains in the family.”

Joe gave another laugh, he wouldn’t doubt that.

“By the way, how you and Caspar are sibblings? You don’t even have the same surname.”

Y/N/N smiled of a different kind of happiness in that moment, she loved to tell how she became a part of her true family.

“I’ll simplify things because I really can tell this the whole afternoon, but, basically, I was born in England, my mother split from my dad when I was about ten, so we went to South Africa because she had a job offer in there and she married Caspar’s dad when I was twelve. My father went to Spain.”

“And that’s why you went study there?”

Y/N nodded her head. During a long time, she had serious issues with her father, part of her personal growth was putting this asside. None of them were good with relations, they were too stubborn and proud to handle them.

“My dad still lives there and we agreed that it would be better if I went to a university away from England.”

“What you two are talking about?” Caspar asked as he went downstairs. “You just met, for God’s sake! Someone is having a bit of hedache, you know?”

Y/N/N laughed out loud with Caspar’s speech and Joe couldn’t help but do the same.

“You’re a dick, Caspar.” The younger one said. “This is called hangover.”

“Hangover?” Caspar asked ironically. “Are you sure? No! I didn’t have anything to drink yesterday!”

Y/N/N rolled her eyes for the second time that day.

“This means that you won’t go to Cirque le Soir tonight?”

Caspar starred her. “It almost seems like you don’t know me, sis.”

Joe laughed and teased her, making a funny voice.

“This girl is insane! Talking nonsense things.”

It was Y/N/N’s turn to laugh. Of course that any party was a party to ther brother, they were raised in the same house after all.

“Caspar, don’t you want to call Theo as well?” Y/N asked when her brother joined them at table.

“Fine.” Caspar agreed. “Today is saturday?”

“I guess so.” Joe answered.

“So I think Theo will be able to join us.” He concluded and, afterwards, he looked at Y/N/N. “You saw Theo already?”

Y/N/N opened her mouth of fake surprise, being a dramatic.

“What do you mean by asking if I saw her?” Y/N/N laughed. “Even if I have a stronger bond with you, Theo is my sister as well!” She snapped at him. “By the way, you were there! Theo went pick me on the airpoirt! You thought what? She would come all the way from Africa to see you?” She teased.

Joe laughed at Caspar. Y/N/N landed on England only two days before, there ain’t no way that Caspar couldn’t remember the return of the youngest member of the family.

“I was on the airport, Theo wasn’t!”

Y/N laughed loud again. Gods, Caspar wasn’t worth it. After rolling her eyes, she agreed ironically with him.

“Yes, Caspar, Theo wasn’t in there.”

Caspar could swear for his life that he couldn’t remember the first-born of the Lee in the airport (and he was really trying to remember).

“Okay, let’s say that maybe Theo was there.” He gave in.

“She was!” Y/N/N exclaimed.

“The thing here is that both of you are trying to get out from the matter.” Caspar said trying to look serious. “How you two are so close to each other?”

“You’re the one who’s trying to escape from us, Caspar!” Joe protested by seeing his friend’s audacity.

“No, I’m not!” Caspar snapped back, laughing so much he had no credibility.

“Yes, you’re.” Joe accused.

“Shut up!”

The trio burst into laughs and stopped gradually.

“For real now, when and how this happened?” Caspar asked pointing to his best friend and his sister.

Y/N/N grumbled, she had forgotten that Caspar could be pretty annoying if he wanted to.

“You’re only trying to convince us that you weren’t trying to get out from the ‘Theo was in the airport’ thing.” Y/N/N build her walls up discreetly.

“Too late, Caspar, we already found out your plan.” Joe poked, lifting the right corner of his lip.

Caspar laughed and asked again, creating an imperceptible discomfort in the room.

“I was only telling Joe how we became sibblings.” Y/N/N explained.

“Oh, you didn’t, Y/N/N.” Caspar reproved, getting up to open the fridge to eat something. “Joe won’t be my friend anymore because you killed him with boredom.”

Y/N gave a little smile to Joe, not letting her brother see it, and lift an eyebrow.

“You won’t do this with my poor brother, will you, Joseph Sugg?”

Joe laughed at Y/N/N’s guts.

“Of course not.”

“Great.” Y/N/N said with a fake smile of satisfaction, her eyes sparkling with her little trick. “If you did, I would be forced to use my perverse side on you.”

Joe widened his eyes while giggling, that chick was crazy. Y/N/N laughed out loud.

“Y/N/N is stronger than I am, Joe.” Caspar informed as he came back to the table with his cereals. “I can’t frighten you, but don’t let you be fooled by her angel’s face.”

Y/N/N shrugged and took a sip of her juice, looking to Joe with a self-assured smile. Joe never thought she was made by angels, after all, lust was one of the seven deadly sins.

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hellostephen194 · 5 years ago

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bookyourtableldn · 5 years ago

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nightclubslondon · 3 years ago

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telltheworld-phff · 7 years ago

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Chapter 15: A new year is about to start

Saturday, December 31st, 2016.

The last day of the year.

This was the first thing Carol thought when she opened her eyes. She was still comfortable in bed, snuggled in the blankets and she yawned a bit. She grabbed her phone and answered Hailey’s texts about the venue of Harry’s party. She texted her mom and Julia telling them she was alright and enjoying the trip. She got up and stretched a bit before going to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes. The house was still quiet even though it was past 10am. She took her time and applied all the products Hailey made her buy the day before.

She straightened her hair again and went downstairs. She found Gerard and Martha in the kitchen, she greeted them and fixed herself a glass of orange juice. They chatted for a while and Gerard asked her if he could try the dish she did yesterday. She was pleased and proud when both of them liked it. She got a magazine and spent part of her day on the couch. It was raining and she wasn’t in the mood to be walking by herself around London again.

(…)

She started to get dressed with plenty of time. She applied her make up and made a dark smokey eye with bold red lips that matched her choice of nail polish. She had brought a dress similar to the one she wore at Harry’s party at the Intercontinental, but Hailey had seen the one that was on her bed now and made her buy it. Carol put on the dress and couldn’t deny it made her feel good with herself. She had lost weight after all the drama with her ex, but she didn’t lose her curves. And the dress showed it. It had a big cleavage in the front and thankfully her boobs filled most of it. The bottom part was gold sequinned and short that hugged her hips and her bum. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She was feeling beautiful.

She was putting on her coat and shoes when Harry knocked on her door.

“You ready?” he was wearing dark jeans and a white shirt with a navy blazer. His perfume was strong and fitted him.

“Yes! Let’s party!” she grabbed her purse and they left the room.

They waited for Meghan for almost half an hour. Harry was already impatient and Carol simply finished a magazine until the brunette walked down the stairs. He linked his arms with both of them and opened the doors of his range rover to them. It was a quick drive and like she had guessed, they arrived at the back entrance. Bill was joining them this evening and he linked arms with Carol and helped her on the barely lit stairs of the staff entrance.

Carol was surprised to see that it was a Mexican themed night club. She soon discovered it was called Tonteria, and was owned by one of Harry’s friends. There were people with painted faces, lots of Mexican skulls, the smell of tequila and sombreros everywhere. Carol liked the vibe. The four of them were the first ones to arrive and were greeted by a tall and blond man. He hugged Harry patting on his back.

“Hey Hazza, nice to have you back here.”, he said and behind him a beautiful blond woman greeted Harry by hugging him tightly.

“Hey Guy. Hey Lizzie.”, Harry said cheerfully “Hope you guys refilled your bar tonight.”

“Of course, man.”, Guy answered. “Of course.”

Harry soon introduced them. He first introduced Meghan and then Carol. They were taken to where a few tables were spread around. Harry helped Meghan out of her coat and she was wearing a black mini dress underneath it. One employee got Meghan’s coat and waited for Carol’s. Harry helped his friend and was awestruck when she was fully out of it. Carol was wearing a white and gold dress that not only came with a huge cleavage, but that was short and hugged her toned legs. Harry had never seen her like that. It took him a few seconds to come back to the moment and he delivered her coat to the man waiting.

Meghan’s eyebrows never shot so high and fast when she saw what Carol was wearing. She wanted Harry to dare and tell her Carol wasn’t trying to get his attention. He wouldn’t deny that she did want something with him. Who would wear a dress like that being single if not to get someone’s attention?

Carol sat on one of the chairs and soon engaged a conversation with Lizzie. Harry ordered them a few things to eat and drink. Her phone soon started buzzing and she excused herself to take the call. Harry followed her walking with his eyes and saw how long her legs looked with those high heels. Bill gave him a small shake and he thanked mentally his friend. He soon sat closer to Meghan, whose mood wasn’t a good one, and intertwined their fingers. He was whispering loving things to her and kissing her shoulder from time to time.

Carol came back twenty minutes later with a blond girl.

“Hey everyone…” Carol said sweetly half hugging the blond. “This is Hailey. My sister.”

Carol was surprised by how natural that sentence came out of her mouth. Hailey looked at her surprised and the brunette simple shrugged. She smiled and looked at the people in front of them.

“Hailey, this is our host Harry and his beautiful girlfriend Meghan.” Carol said smiling and Meghan rolled her eyes at them. Harry got up to greet her.

“It’s nice to finally meet you, Hailey.” Harry said in his charming self. “Heard a lot about you. I did.”

“Bad things, I assume?” she said fighting the urge to fangirl in front of the prince.

"Of course not. Only the best ones.” he smirked.

Guy and Lizzie also got up to greet Hailey that soon sat beside Carol on the table.

“I love it that you took my advice and are wearing this dress.” Hailey said after a while.

“She looks spectacular in it.” Lizzie told them.

“Do you guys think so?” Carol was insecure about showing that much of her body.

“All male heads will be turned in your direction tonight, Carol.” Lizzie told her.

“Specially your friend’s.” Hailey whispered in Carol’s ear and she looked at Harry. He was indeed staring at her.

(…)

Carol thought Harry’s party would only be a small gathering. But after Hailey arrived, so did his guests. He and Meghan got up to greet each one of them and Harry made sure to introduce everybody to everybody so when he was as drunk as he intended to get, his guests would be able to entertain themselves.

The first ones to arrive were Skippy and Lara. He had a weird hand shake with Harry that made them all laugh. Carol felt that she’d be great friends with him. Lara was a bit more reserved than Lizzie at first but was polite and smart and they did chat for a good part of the evening.

After Skippy and Lara, Harry greeted loudly his friend Sam and his wife Bella. Carol couldn’t help but think this was a party of the inner circle, and she was there. How she got there, she didn’t know. She knew most of those people by name, but she didn’t want to be that kind of person that thinks they know someone by just reading the papers. So she made sure to pay attention to anything they were telling her, this way she could really meet and know them.

Jake and Zoe soon followed his friends and so did Thomas, that asked Carol to be called Van. The tables were starting to get packed and the music was getting louder. Some of them were already losing count on how many glassed they had. Holly and Freddie arrived together with Ellie Golding. And soon after Joss Stone, who Carol didn’t know, was Hailey’s friend. They sat together at the table and chatted until Harry brought Cressida to introduce to them. Carol was the first one to greet and hug her, because she saw the way Meghan was looking at her, that was the same look she was getting from Harry’s girlfriend since she arrived in London. Cressida was such a sweet and fun girl that Carol asked herself why she didn’t marry him in the first place. She surely wouldn’t be a jealous bitch like Meghan. Maybe the fact they didn’t end up walking down the aisle was because Cress (like she wanted to be called) was such a sweet and fun girl. Natalie and Owain arrived after a couple of time with Hugh, Susanna and Ricardo. They decided to join all the tables and no one could really follow a conversation with that loud music and drink fueled chat.

Carol was surprised to see Princess Eugenie and her boyfriend Jack arriving at the party. Carol and Eugenie actually met at the bar, and Carol wondered why Harry’s cousin knew who she was. Eugenie soon linked arms with Carol and started to tell her very interesting histories about Harry’s childhood. The Princess was giving her lots of blackmail worthy information and Carol was making mental notes about everything. More famous people packed Tonteria’s dance floor. Carol could spot Jessie J. (and they even took drunk selfies later), Margot Robbie, James Blunt and Dominic West. Carol was taken by surprise when she saw Pippa Middleton entering the party, followed by her fiancee. And she couldn’t help but fangirl over the fact that Matthew Lewis was also there. Harry, Jake and Skippy made fun of her half of the night for it, and they would for the years to come. But Matthew was such a nice guy and didn’t mind her asking for an autograph and a selfie.

(…)

She excused herself to go to the bathroom. The champagne was running freely and she was already getting dizzy. She retouched her make up, reapplied her lipstick and took a long breath. She was in a private party, around royalty and celebrities and aristos. It was a private setting but was overwhelming. How did she get here? How she should behave? She washed her hands and shook her head, it wasn’t the time or the place to start overthinking things.

When she came back to the table, a few people were already on the dance floor. It was playing dance music and Carol noticed the place was getting darker. A few other guests arrived and she didn’t know most of them. Some were celebrities and others were friends with Harry. The place was packed and Carol only went to the dance floor because Eugenie, Hailey and Pippa made her. She was still a bit insecure because of the dress she was wearing. It was beautiful but so revealing. But her friends were already drunk enough to dance like no one was watching them. Carol wasn’t. She just went with the flow. She wanted to have fun, she wanted to start a new year smiling and happy. She didn’t want to think about her problems.

That’s when employers with painted faces started to make their way to the dance floor. They were carrying shots of tequila and the DJ asked who would be the first one to open the night of drinking. Carol raised her hand and went to the stage. One of the men sat her on a chair and started giving her tequila straight from the bottle. Carol was familiar with the burning sensation of the drink. It was one of her favorites. She thanked him and her spot was soon replaced by Harry.

Soon a shot of tequila was in everyone’s hands and they drank together. Here’s to going wild.

(…)

The dance floor, beside the guests, had professional dancers from the club with light sabers, sparkles and champagne and tequila bottles. They created a great atmosphere for someone who was in her way of getting drunk.

(…)

Carol was at the bar, wearing the bracelet Harry had given her earlier for free drinks, they were playing Latin music and she was swaying her hips to the sound of it and wanting to get back to the dance floor. She soon felt a hand on her waist and turned. She found a man with beard and tattoos that for a second, she thought it was Rodrigo, but hell would freeze first before he’d be in London and at Harry’s party. She simply held the guys hand and took it off her waist.

“Hello beautiful” he said. “Can I buy you a drink?” he asked leaning on the counter and she could see his smile. His perfect smile and his perfume that was intoxicating her already altered senses. She had to focus and think that this wasn’t him. This was just a friend of Harry’s that looked like him.

“You can. But I won’t accept.” she answered.

“Why not?” he was closer to her because the music was loud and they weren’t listening to each other.

“Because I can have my own.” she answered him and fetched the glass the bartender was handing her. “But thanks anyway.” she said and left him there. He was still leaning on the counter and asked for a shot of tequila. He was completely taken aback by that woman’s beauty. She had such beautiful green eyes, a chocolate skin and a pair of legs that drove him crazy. He soon searched for one of his friends to ask who that girl was.

(…)

Carol wanted to dace to the Latin musics that was playing, but surrounded by British gentlemen it was getting hard for her to find a good partner. She was close to their table and sawing her hips when the man she had seen at the bar before approached her.

“Would you do me the honor of this dance?” he asked her.

“You know how to dance to this rhythm?” he raised her eyebrows.

“That’s a shot in the dark. I just might.” he said and held her hand. As soon as they reached the dance floor the DJ started playing “Chantaje” by Shakira ft. Maluma.

He was in the position and Carol noticed it was the salsa version of the song. She was delighted to see that he indeed knew how to dance. She let him guide her on the dance floor and a few people that were there gave them space.

Cuando estás bien te alejas de mí / Te sientes sola y siempre estoy ahí / Es una guerra de toma y dame / Pues dame de eso que tiene’ ahí

[When you’re well you’re away from me / You feel lonely and I’m always there / It’s a war of give and take / So give me what’s in there]

Like most Latin rhythms this was a sexy one. Carol was drunk and was dancing without a care in the world in a man that was way too hot for his own good. She didn’t think about anything or anyone. She just danced. She missed dancing and now that she had found a partner, she’d make sure to dance the night out.

Oye, baby, no sea’ mala / No me deje’ con las ganas / Se escucha en la calle que ya no me quieres / ¡Ven y dímelo en la cara!

[Hey, baby, don’t be mean / Don’t leave me with the urge / The word’s on the street’s you don’t love me / Come and tell me in the face!]

Harry sat on their table and had a privileged view of the dance floor. He had gone searching for water to balance all the alcohol he was drinking. That’s when he saw Carol dancing with Maluma. She had told him once that she attended dance classes. But he didn’t know she was this good. He stared at them dancing, their chemistry, their steps. One could say they were partners for a long time, but Harry knew for a fact they had just met. He observed when his hands slid across her hips and waist and how close their faces got at some points. He noticed how easily he made her do the turns and how they weren’t noticing how half of the party staring at them.

“I think you should get a bib.” a voice in his ear took him out of his wanderings and he looked at his side to see his girlfriend handing him another glass of whiskey. “It’s getting obvious you can’t take your eyes off her.”

He was about to tell her she was delusional but she simply left and went to chat with other people. Harry drank his whiskey faster than he should and stared at his friend dancing again.

Preguntale a quien tú quieras / Vida, te juro que eso no es así / Yo nunca tuve una mala intención / Yo nunca quise burlarme de ti / Conmigo ves, nunca se sabe / Un día digo que no, y otro que sí

[Ask whoever you want / Life, I swear it’s not like this / I never had a bad intention / I never wanted to make fun of you / With me you see, you never know / One day I say no and the other yes]

(Yo soy masoquista) / Con mi cuerpo un egoísta

[(I am a masochist) / With my body a selfish]

Maluma knew that girl hadn’t recognized him and he was thankful for that. She was a great dancer, she was stunning and he wanted to greet the new year with her by his side. So he did the best he could to show her how much he wanted her in that dance. At times he’d just look into her eyes and she’d smile. His charm was working.

Tú eres puro, puro chantaje / Puro, puro chantaje / Siempre es a tu manera / (Yo te quiero aunque no quiera) / Tú eres puro, puro chantaje / Puro, puro chantaje / Vas libre como el aire / (No soy de ti ni de nadie)

[You are pure, pure blackmail / Pure, pure blackmail / It’s always your way / (I love you even if I don’t wanting to) / You are pure, pure blackmail / Pure, pure blackmail / You are free as the air / I’m not your or of anyone)]

Some people whistled and others clapped when they finished dancing. Carol hugged him and thanked him for the dance. She made her way back to her table and he followed. He sat on Hailey’s chair and they talked for a while. Carol knew he was flirting with her, and if she wasn’t drunk enough, she wouldn’t be interested in his effort. But she was single and guessed he was as well. Why not? He soon got her hand and played with her fingers while they talked. They were approaching their faces to kiss when Harry interrupted them.

“Come on, you two! The countdown is about to start.” he handed Maluma a bottle of champagne and couldn’t help but notice that his arms snaked around his friend’s waist. Harry was going to tell him to let go of her but he saw Carol putting a hand on his chest and went to the dance floor. He just looked for his girlfriend while the dancers and Skippy announced the countdown to 2017.

No one knew it was the year almost everything was going to change for them.

(…)

Harry hadn’t gotten that drunk in a while and everything for him was a blur after the countdown. He kissed Meghan at midnight, he hugged his friends, he danced with Skippy and probably would take his shirt off if Eugenie hadn’t dragged him out of the middle of the guys to give him water.

He decided to call it a night but wasn’t really conscious to look for Bill. He was sitting by himself on the table and looking around to see if he’d cross his path.

That’s when he looked at the bar.

Carol was sitting on a stool and Maluma had his arms around her, he was whispering something in her ears and she smiled at him.

The last thing Harry saw was his friend getting up and joining hands with him.

Harry saw when he asked for her coat and helped her with it, he saw when he asked for one of the employees to fetch her bag for them at their table and Harry hoped that Carol would look his way in that moment, so he could try to talk her out of leaving with him, but she didn’t.

Or better, she couldn’t.

He had his hands on her hips and his body was close to hers. He was smiling and Harry saw when Carol’s hands caressed his nape. The lighting on the club wasn’t a good one, and Harry couldn’t really trust what he was seeing, but there was no way in hell he’d mistake that scene.

They were kissing each other. A slow kiss in a barely lit corner of his friend’s club.

The employee waited until they finished the kiss to handle her bag. Harry saw Maluma putting a hand at Carol’s lower back to guide her through the back door. He just closed his eyes and shook his head. He couldn’t understand the feeling he was having right now. He just knew that he didn’t want his friend leaving with someone that night.

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Carol’s outfit for the party.

SURPRISE!!!! A BONUS CHAPTER FOR YOU GUYS.

I’m giving you another chapter just because you guys were amazing to me in this shitty week. So, you get to see Carol and Harry twice in a day. Next one will be queued to Wednesday, as always.

Hope you guys enjoy this party and let me know what you think of their relationship.

Xoxo

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