Paparazzi were crowding the airport just to ask me about my relationship with Logan. I just keep walking with guards all around me as the paparazzi trying to take photos of me. I put my sunglasses on and ignored all the questions that they threw to my face.

I got into the car and asked my chauffer to drive away fast. I sighed and took off my sunglasses. I took out my phone and let Logan know that I already arrived in London.

I checked the news and guess what? Some of the articles already knew that we were highschool friends. People were assuming that we're highschool sweethearts which we're not at all.

As I arrived at the mansion, my father already waiting for me in front of the door. I got out and he looked at me worried.

"I'm fine, father."

"Did they attack you?" He asked and I chuckled shaking my head.

"No, they don't. They just asked a lot of questions." I said and he nodded. We walked in together and my grandfather currently having his tea time. He smile when he saw me.

"What were you guys doing?" He smirked and I looked him shaking my head.

"We fought.. and he's trying to apologize." I said but he gave me a evil smirk.

"It's not what you think, grandfather." I said and he shrugged.

"Go have a rest." My father said and I nodded. I walked up to the second floor and walked into my room. I threw my body to the bed and my maids walked in to put my bag and my luggage inside the room.

"What am I going to do now?" I said to myself and my phone rang. I got up form my bed to take my bag that my maid put on my desk. I took out my phone and it's Logan.

"Hello."

"You're home safely?" He asked.

"Yeah, the paparazzi was crazy. How about you?"

"Me too and they knew that we were friends since highschool." I sighed.

"Yeah, they found out about that. What should we do?" I asked as I sat back on my bed.

"Don't comment anything.. don't make any statement.. just let it be."

"Don't you think we have to make a statement? I don't really care about my image but how about you?"

"I don't care either besides it's better to have that kind of news with you instead with someone else." I closed my eyes and nodded even though he can't see that.

"How's your parents reacting to this news?"

"They're out of the country now but they will come home tomorrow." I bet his parents will hate me more.

"Update me about it."

"I will.. go get some rest. I bet you're tired."

"Who do you think dare to take our photos like that?" I asked because we're out 3 in the morning.

"I don't know but I don't want to blame anybody at this point."

"Why?" I don't understand him.

"It's better for people to think that I have a relationship with you than me having a relationship with another girl." That made my heart skip a beat. Imagine if I have a real relationship with this guy, I will be the happiest girl alive. And again, he doesn't like me in that way and we can't be together either even though we have feelings for each other.

We both have big dreams that's more important than just a relationship. We both want to reach it and it means taking our own path. We both live in different places and it will be hard for us to manage our thing.

I can't even give up my own feelings for him. He's everything to me and my love for him is so big that I can't look at another man like I look at him. I was jealous when he's hanging out with other girls and not to mention that he'll be marrying a lucky girl who will spend the rest of her life beside him.

"Mandy, I don't think I can visit London sooner or later.. so will you."

"Yeah.. I know."

"From now on, you need to tell me who are you seeing.. especially a man." He suddenly talked about this topic again.

"Yes."

"Don't hangout too much.. don't let them touch you.."

"You're not my father, Logan." I hissed.

"I'm not."

"If you're acting like this, when will I get a boyfriend or a husband?" I bluntly said.

"I'll figure that out later."

"I'm the one who will get married, why are you the one who will figure it out?" I said in a weak tone because I'm getting sleepy.

"Because I can."

"Whatever.. I'm tired. Too tired to argue."

"Go to sleep then.."

"Yeah.. I think I will." Suddenly my door bursted open and it's my grandfather.

"Oops sorry.. I forgot to knock." He said and I sat up straight.

"Is everything okay?"

"Well.. Raphael is downstairs. He wants to make sure that you're okay." He said and I looked at my phone. Logan is listening to everything.

"I'll be downstairs in a minute." I said and he nodded. He walked out from my room.

"What is he doing there?"

"He just wants to make sure that I'm okay."

"Tell him that you are and then go back to your room." Logan said coldly.

"You don't have manners for a Prince, Logan."

"Just do as I say.. keep me on the phone while you do it."

"I'm going to end the call."

"Mandy! Don't you dare!" He hissed and I rolled my eyes.

"You're acting like my brother."

"Don't brotherzone me!"

"Where did you even learn that word?" He's being weird and ridiculous.

"Just do as I say, Mandy."

"No, Logan. I'm hanging up."

"Mandy! Don't you da-" I ended the call and threw the phone to the bed. I got up from my bed and walked to the door. My phone rang and I bet it's Logan. Who else?

I walked downstairs and found Raphael sitting on the living room with my grandfather. They're talking and I coughed a little to let them know that I'm here. Raphael smiled as he stood up.

"Are you okay, Amanda?" He asked.

"Yes, I'm okay."

"Are you really in a relationship with Prince Logan?"

"No.. I will never."