P.S. I Hate You

I woke to a awful smell invading my nose. It was so strong I felt like I could throw up from smelling it any longer. I opened my eyes and looked to the right of where James should have been. There laying in his spot was a open three fourths empty bottle of whiskey. I rolled my eyes and sat up in the hotel bed. I placed the top back on the bottle and put it on the night stand.

I stood up and went in the bathroom to take a quick shower. Once I was done I walked out with a towel wrapped around my waist. I took a quick look around the hotel and noticed James wasn’t anywhere to be found. With what happened last night, I didn’t want to be alone with James for a while.

I made sure James wasn’t in the room one last time before I dropped my towel from my body. I walked over to the couch next to the bed where our small duffle bags were. I took some of my clothes from them and started to put on my undergarments.

Just as I was hooking on my bra I heard the door open. I turned towards it and saw James coming in. I gasped and turned my back towards James before he could see anything he already hasn’t.

“Oh my God! James!” I yelled at him as he continued coming in like nothing was wrong.

“I leave for ten minutes to get food and I come back to find you naked. I didn’t know we were at the stage yet, Ever.” James winked over to me. I rolled my eyes and quickly finished getting dressed.

“You are disgusting.” I muttered and walked to were James was as he was getting the food out the bags while I was still blushing from embarrassment. James handed me a plate of pancakes which I gladly took.

“You’re welcome…” He whispered, then started attacking his food. I rolled my eyes and decided to not say thank you still. I slowly ate my food and stared ahead, not really paying attention to anything really.

Breaking the silence I asked, “So what are we going to do today?”

James, already done with his food, leaned back and said, “I was thinking we could have a bit of fun since we’re not going to school today.”

I put my fork down on the paper plate, no where close to finished, “What did you have in mind?” I asked.

“Well there’s a carnival in town…”

“I’d love to go!” I yelped and smiled. I haven’t been to a carnival since I was ten. With everything that’s going on it would be good for me to have a bit of fun every once and a while.

“Didn’t know you loved spending that much time with me. I’ll go get ready then.” He said and going in the bathroom. I didn’t even care that he was being a asshole right now. I was so excited I could barely even comprehend. I skipped over to where our duffle bags were placed and picked out a new outfit.

I stripped from my previous clothes and put on a black floral skirt, long sleeve pink shirt, and sandals with a white bow on the front. I knew it was going to be a bit nippy outside so I decided to put on a pink and white polka doted scarf. I finished by putting on some accessories.

Since James was taking forever in the shower I decided to clean up the room since it didn’t seem like we were coming back to the hotel after coming from the carnival. After straightening the beds James came out, only clothed below the waist. I blushed from his perfection and abs and tanned skin.

“I thought I should return the favor of sharing my naked flesh.” James winked and took a shirt I laid out for him to where. It was actually one of my favorites of his. A plain gray shirt and a white cardigan. He also had on black skinny jeans.

I rolled my eyes at the comment then smiled and turned to James. “So you ready to go?” I asked.

James just nodded and grabbed both duffle bags from the chair and opened the door. I went out the room with him following me and headed downstairs to go meet Rob. Once we got in the car we were on our way to the carnival. Even though it was a long and quiet car ride, we made it very fast.

I hurried out the car and met James outside. Rob would be following us, but not to close. He just wanted to make sure there wouldn’t be anybody taking any pictures or any reporters. Just incase, James laced his arm through mine. We walked through the grassy field and searched for something to do for the first few minutes.

“You should win me a bear.” I told James pointing to the game where you take a hammer and hit it, determining whether you’re a ‘hunk’ or a ‘wimp’. I wanted it to so badly go to wimp. But I think everyone knows where it might end up.

“Now why would I do that for you, mate?” He questioned, still going up to the plate to hit it.

I watched him win the game and pick out a small panda bear for me. “Thank you James.” I said as I cuddled to my new teddy bear.

Just as we were about to leave and find another thing to do I heard a small voice in a accent I did not recognize.

“Excuse me? Prince James?” I looked around and didn’t see anyone trying to communicate with us. I then looked at James and saw him looking down on his leg. A small boy was tugging on his pant leg.

“I’m terribly sorry, Prince James and Ever.” A tall lanky lady said, grabbing the boys small hand and looking sad. I tried to identify her accent. I thought a while and the only thing I could come up with was Italian.

I smiled at her and said, “Its fine. So what is it that you wanted little boy?” I asked turning to the woman’s son. By now there was a crowd forming. Nothing too major though. I could tell that Rob was right behind us though. Everyone just wanted to see Ever and Prince James talk to a young woman and her son from Italy.

“I was wondering if you guys could sign my teddy bear?” He asked holding up his white teddy bear with a marker. I smiled at him and kindly took the bear from him and signed my name on it. I handed James the bear quite forcefully and made him sign the bear as well. I knew he didn’t want to do this, exactly why I made him. But the thing is, when he handed the bear back to me he had the slightest smile on his face.

I bend down to the boys height, he couldn’t be more than 12, but he was still adorable. “Here you go.” I gave him the bear back and gave him a little kiss on the cheek. I saw camera flashes and so on. I could also hear Rob yelling at people to leave and that the show was over.

“I think I’m in love.” The little boy said, and ran over to where I’m guessing his dad was.

“Thank you so much!” The woman smiled at me and James and ran after her son. I turned to James and shrugged my shoulders.

“That was amazing…” He muttered as we linked arms again and made our way to the Ferris wheel.

“That was nothing.” I replied.

“Oh but it was Ever! No one would have ever given that poor woman or her son the time of day. Especially a princess or a queen or anyone royal for that matter. But you, you’re kind enough to go out your way and do something so small it probably made that boys day just the slightest bit better.”

I just smiled and shook my head, “Thanks…” I muttered.

The line moved forward and we were in front of the line to get into the Ferris wheel. Once the next empty cart came to the bottom we climbed in. I heard the clacking noises of the machine as we reached up and up.

James and I got stuck up at the top. And to help with a abnormal fear of heights I looked down. I sighed as I tried to control myself from not freaking out. Then just to my luck, James started to rock the cart back and forth. This would be a really good time to punch him in the face. If I wasn’t so scared and had anywhere to run.

“James, seriously stop rocking the cart or I’ll piss my pants.” I warned him with a serious look on my face.

“Rock the boat baby rock the boat.” He sang and smiled , ignoring me.

I groaned and grabbed onto his hand, “Stop please?” I asked politely with a slight smiled plastered on my face.

James looked away and whispered something to himself. He always talks to himself. I think he needs to go see a therapist or something. He’s probably mentally retarded.

Then the Ferris Wheel started going backwards and I could feel the butterflies in my stomach moving rapidly. I sighed again and turned my head towards the right to focus my attention on something other then the ground.

I was doing swell not thinking about my fear of heights, when James said, “You know Ever, sometimes I think that this marriage might actually work.”

“Sometimes?” I questioned.

“Yeah. And then the other times I feel like you don’t even want any part of this. Most of the time nor do I.”

“Okay, and what are you thinking at this moment?” I turned to look at him and he was looking straight in my eyes. A look I couldn’t resist. A look that made me just melt in this crammed cart right next to him. I couldn’t help but stare and wish he would just hold me once.

“I’m thinking that maybe we could make this work. Maybe we could actually have a happy life with all this king and queen stuff. With having children and being married. We could actually have a decent chat without someone calling another a bitch.”

I just smiled and shook my head. That would never happen with me involved. I looked down in my lap and fingered the teddy bear James won for me. “You’re really pretty when you smile.” James said fairly close to me.

I looked up and smiled again. Then without myself knowing or wanting to, James and I were going in closer to each other. So close that I could feel the heat radiation off his body. So close that I could smell the peppermint cologne he wore and his spearmint gum.

Before I knew it James' lips were on mine. Mine were on his. We moved in a rhythmic way and speed. Like we were one with the lips, if that made sense. His hand rested on my waist and mine on his shoulders. This was a picture perfect moment.

This wasn’t staged. It wasn’t for a picture in a article or to convince some people that we were indeed married. It was a kiss that said we, did in fact, have a chance to survive in this stupid thing everyone calls love.

I couldn’t help but think, I actually might like this.