I was sitting in Wilhelm's car. No, I was sitting in Prince Wilhelm's car.

Fuck.

Wilhelm had shaded the blinds black and had his hand intertwined in mine in the backseat. We were going to the royal palace.

"You are messing around with me right?" I asked for the hundredth time, "You are taking me somewhere else, right?"

"I swear if you-"

"Okay, okay, I won't ask again. I trust you," I said, giving him an apologetic look as he sighed, shaking his head.

I made a puppy face at him and he smiled. I could tell he was exercising great control to stop himself from leaning over and kissing me.

As we got off, I realised we were not entering through the main gate.

"What entrance is this?" I asked.

"Just an entrance where we will be less," he paused, "intrusive."

I nodded, pressing my lips together. He noticed the sudden shadow over my eyes and said, "Sorry. I am terrible at voicing my thoughts."

"It's alright," I said.

We entered and my first thought was, "Oh my god. I could fit ten houses in this place." Except it was not a thought, I said it out loud.

Wille looked down at his feet.

I glanced around. Everything gleaming, neat and perfectly taken care of. There were vintage drawings and art pieces everywhere.

"I'd need an eternity to see this place properly," I breathed, in awe.

"We have an eternity," Wille smiled, "but not just yet. You are free to move though, you know," He chuckled.

I didn't even know what to do except stand and stare. It felt like if I'd touch anything it would shatter to pieces.

"Wanna see my room?" he asked and without waiting for a reply, he dragged me by the arm.

We went through some corridors, Wilhelm nodded at some of the people working there as we passed them, and reached a door.

He opened the door and momentarily, I thought I had lost the ability to breathe altogether. Wille slipped his hand in mine, closing the door shut behind us.

"Um, so yeah, this is my room," he said.

"Are. You. Kidding," I said. I walked up to the bookshelf and dragged my finger along the spines of the books. My finger stopped at one.

"Red, white and royal blue, huh?" I said, smiling.

Wille buried his face in my shoulder, "It's just a book, come on."

"Sure is," I said. I looked around. "Damn, you have a lot of portraits of handsome men in here. Should I be worried about any of them?"

"Shut up, Simon," he said, holding me by the waist, pulling me close to him and leaning his forehead on mine. I ran my hands up and down his sleeves, as he pressed his warm lips on mine.

He gently put his weight on me, making me stagger back till my leg hit the edge of his bed. He pushed me down on his oh-so-soft bed and climbed on top of me, planting kisses on every inch of my face. A bubble of guffaw escaped my lips.

"Why are you laughing?" he asked, frowning at me.

"You're tickling me," I said.

"Oh yeah?" he asked, his unfocused eyes travelling all over my face. He leaned down and kissed the tip of my nose. "I hope I am not tickling you now," he said.

I smiled, placing one hand underneath my head and the other on his cheek.

"Prince Wilhelm," I mused to myself.

"Hmm?" he asked, a smirk making its way to his lips.

"How are you so gorgeous, Prince Wilhelm?" I said in a sing song voice.

He chuckled and buried his face in the crook of my neck. His skin had heated up: he was blushing.

I laughed. "Come on, Wille," I said, "More kisses?"

He immediately pulled his face back up, and kissed me eagerly. A moan escaped my throat as his tongue coaxed my lips apart.

I tugged at the collar of his shirt. Getting the cue, he sat up and took off his clothes, while I took off mine.

Next all I remember is drowning in an ocean of sensations as Wille's body took control of mine, all skin on skin and sweat. Letting go made me feel so good, especially when I was with this handsome boy.

I was surprised at myself. I was in a completely new place, yet I trusted this boy so much to get me naked and touch me in ways I would never permit anyone else to.

The truth is, I wasn't in a new place. Any place with Wille was simply...home.

He knew me better than I knew myself. I do not know if it had always been so, or we had turned it into this, but he was a part of me now.

Wilhelm's head was resting on my bare chest, his hands playing with my fingers. The sun's rays were falling in through the window, making his blonde hair appear even more beautiful.

"I don't want to go back to Hillerska," I stated, staring at the ceiling.

"Why?" he asked, peeking up at me.

"I won't be able to bear Casper without punching him in the face," I said bitterly.

"Punch August too," he suggested.

"Wille, I'm serious," I said.

"You really want to leave?" he asked, "Please don't. I can't bear that place without you."

"You could leave too," I said, raising an eyebrow

Wilhelm pursed his lips, "Now that is a very good idea."

I chuckled, "Really?"

"Yeah," Wilhelm said, getting up to look at me, "We could buy a house out of this town and live there. I don't like it here anyway. We could find some small jobs and adopt a pet...I like dogs. We could give it some cool name like...Otis?" he smiled, "And a child maybe? Do you wanna have a child?"

"Woah, woah, calm down there boy," I said, "Don't make me dream."

"Ok, but do you want to have a child some day?" he continued. I sighed.

"Well, yeah," I said, "I want to have a family of my own too some day."

"That's good," he nodded, his cute little happy face making my heart throb.

I sat up and kissed him. He dug his hand in my hair. "We will have a family some day," he said softly between the kisses.

My heart beat sped up against my chest. I clutched Wilhelm's hand and placed it on my racing chest. "Can you feel it?" I asked.

"Yes," he said, his lips parted slightly.

"This is how I feel about what you just said okay," I said, "So, please don't say it again if you don't mean it."

He pressed his lips together. "I want to have a family with you," he said and took my hand in his, raising it to his own chest, "and I mean it."

I sucked my lips inside, a certain kind of pain gripping my heart.

"But let's not shift out of town yeah? I don't want to be one of those Prince's who spend their money whimsically buying houses and shit..." the rest of his words were drowned away as I pressed my lips on his to shut him up.

"Okay, let me just be honest," he said, "this bed is a very good place to fuck." I giggled as he straddled me down on the bed.

And this is exactly what it is like being with Wilhelm. You are always on the line joining dreams and reality, and you really don't know on which side he is going to push you.

And I am sickeningly addicted to it.

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*Author's note*

aaaaaaand this is where this story comes to an end

and i don't know what to do with my life now

helpಥ‿ಥ

edit: added another chapter to give a sneak peek into the future ;)