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Something to Believe


Collin, Natalie, and Roger walked into the house hearing laughter. They walked into the kitchen, seeing used plates and a half eating roast chicken. The group turned to the sitting room to see Cara and Harry sitting on the couch, watching TV.

“Oh, hey guys.” Harry said, winking at Collin.

Collin froze. “What are you guys doing?”

Cara smiled. “Harry made some dinner so we decided to just watch some TV.”

Natalie shot her a knowing smile. “Hey, Car, can we talk in my room?” she asked.

Roger sat down next to Harry and Cara got up to follow Natalie. She waved to Harry, who waved back as the girls walked away.

Collin stared at Harry. “Did you not listen to a thing I told you?” he asked sharply.

Harry shrugged. “I don’t get the big deal, Collin.”

Collin shook his head. “Harry, you’ve been living here less than a month! Plus you’re too old for her.” He argued.

“I’m only twenty six!” Harry argued. “That’s only two years older than her.”

Collin was fuming. “News flash, you’re twenty seven next weekend.”

Harry rolled his eyes. “Calm down, Collin. I’m just trying to be friends with her.”

Collin was red. “If you hurt her…I swear to God Harry, I will not back you up this time.” He snarled, marching off to his room.

“What was all that about?” Harry asked, confused.

Roger sighed. “Collin’s overprotective of Cara. He’s an only child and the Hunts were basically his home away from home while his parents were abroad. He grew up next to her and considers her his little sister.”

Harry nodded. “Well, this is a situation.”


Cara sat on Natalie’s bed.

“So are you two dating?” she squealed.

Cara rolled her eyes. “No! We’re just friends. He’s very romantic though…we danced a little to some Two Door Cinema Club and he made dinner. We shared stories about our lives.
He’s really lovely.”

Natalie squealed again. “You two are perfect. I can see it now-the second royal wedding of the century. It’ll rival Will and Kate’s.”

Cara rolled her eyes again and huffed. “We’ve only just met each other, Nat. Don’t get too ahead of yourself.”


That Sunday, they all dressed for church. Cara wore a simple white sundress with a blue sweater and heels. She pinned her hair behind her ears and was putting on a necklace when she heard her door open.

“You look beautiful.”

Cara turned to see Harry, standing there in a Sunday suit and a tie in his hand. He smiled and she laughed.

“You look good yourself, Harry. Need help?” Harry nodded and she did his tie.

“So do you guys go to church every Sunday?” Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.

Cara snickered. “Of course…if we don’t go, we can’t go to my parents’ Sunday brunch. No one around here passes up good food and good beer.”

Harry smiled. “Will I get to meet your parents?”

Cara nodded. “They’ve actually been excited to meet you.”

Harry grinned even wider. “That’s good to know.”

Cara absentmindedly picked up her purse. “So I heard you and Collin aren’t speaking.”

Harry shrugged. “He’s being an arse. He says I can’t be friends with you.”

“Because he thinks you’ll hurt me?” Cara asked. “That’s typical of him.”

“Why?” Harry inquired.

Cara shrugged. “He loves me.”

They went to church. Cara went to the front pew and sat with her family. Harry craned his neck to see them; there was a girl around thirteen or fourteen that looked just like a younger, blonder Caroline. The boy was around fifteen or sixteen and was a boyish version of her. Her mother was tall and graceful; her father looked feeble, but perfectly content.

The priest came up to Harry. “Your highness, we would be honored if you would sit at the front with the Hunt family.”

Harry dutifully obliged and ignored Collin’s glares. He sat next to Cara and smiled to her family. “Mr. and Mrs. Hunt, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I’m Harry.”

The service began and they remained quiet. After the service, they all went to the Hunt residence. Harry was taken aback. He knew the Hunt family was rich, but he didn’t know they were large-country-estate owning family. They sat out on the back gardens on a long table covered in white. Harry sat across from Cara, next to Natalie.

“So who knew the prince of England would be having brunch at our house?” Mr. Hunt joked.

Harry laughed. “I’m just Harry here, sir.”

Mr. Hunt smiled. “Then I’m just Duncan.”

“And I’m just Claudia.” Mrs. Hunt chipped in.

“Am I still Felicity?” Cara’s younger sister asked. The whole table burst out laughing.

“How is your mother, Collin?” Claudia asked.

“Oh, she’s great, Aunt Claudia. She wishes she could be out here in the country, but dad has
some work to do.” Collin sighed.

“And how about you, young man? What are your plans for next year?” Duncan asked.

Collin shrugged. “I was hoping to stay relatively close to the area…I haven’t made my mind up yet.”

After brunch, Collin, Natalie, and Roger got into the car. Cara hugged her family. “I’ll see you soon.” She said.

Harry shook Duncan and Claudia’s hands. “It was a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for having me.”

The couple smiled. “It was lovely to have you.”

Harry walked to the car with his hand on the small of Cara’s back. He could swear he saw a glare from Collin, but in the reflection of the car, a smile from Claudia.