As soon as the initial show factor had dissolved away, Alex began to kiss me back. Our lips meshed together and moved in perfect sync. My body was tingling all over and my thoughts were clouded. Somehow I knew that Alex was experiencing the same sensations. It was like by having my lips pressed against his, I could feel everything he was feeling. I had never experienced something so breathtaking and earth shattering in my life.

And then my brain caught up with the rest of my body. I quickly pulled away from him and stood up, my heart rate speeding up as I realized what I had just done.

"Oh fuck," I muttered.

Alex's face was growing increasingly pinker as he stared at me with wide eyes. "D-did I do something wrong?" He stammered.

I shook my head. "You did nothing wrong. This was all me. And it was a mistake." I shook my head and ran out of the room, leaving a bewildered Alex sitting on his bed, guitar still resting in his lap.

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I mounted Nightshade and took off into the woods behind the castle. If anyone found out that I went out alone, my dad would have my ass. Did I care? Not in the slightest bit. Sometimes you need to escape everyone for a while just to clear your mind. Now being one of those times, I dug my heels harder into my horse's sided and sped through the trees until the castle was no longer in view.

I rode along for what seemed like hours until the trees began to clear and the snow white sands of the beach and the crystal blue water of the ocean came into view. I brought Nightshade to a stop and slid off his back, instantly falling back into the soft sand.

I thought about what I had done; what made me do it, what it meant, what it would mean. I knew for a fact that I liked Alex. Hell, I really liked Alex. Even though I had only known him for about a week, I knew that there was something there. Did he know that, though? I could assume so by the way he kissed me back. I wanted to have something with him. But I was getting married. But I also didn't want to get married. Alex was a servant. I was a prince. Would a servant-prince relationship even work out? What would everyone else think? Oh, why should I even care what everyone else thought? If I was with Alex, I would be a shit ton happier than I would be if I played by the rules and married Elizabeth. I wanted to be really and truly happy for once in my life and that wasn't going to happen with Elizabeth. I wanted it to happen with Alex. And I was willing to do whatever it took to make that want a reality.

I was sitting cross-legged on my bed watching Alex play guitar. Ever since I had returned from my little trip a few hours ago, Alex hadn't mentioned the kiss and even acted like the oh-so-very-obvious sexual tension (If you could even call it that) wasn't there.

"Run, baby, run. Don't ever look back. They'll tear us apart if you give them the chance. . ." (Alex said that the song was by some American band called We The Kings. We The Kings, heh, ironic right?)

"That's true, ya know," I interrupted and Alex stopped singing. He looked at me but wouldn't meet my eyes.

"What do you mean?"

I smiled somewhat sadly. "I'm sorry, Lex. I shouldn't have said kissing you was a mistake. A mistake is something you regret. I don't regret kissing you. Do you regret it?" He shook his head. "I didn't think so. My entire life, I've been training to take over my father's position on the throne. No one's ever asked if I wanted it, though. Now I'm engaged to the princess of Kempton because my dad and her dad thanks that our marriage will prove the peace when, actually, it'll just cause more problems. My dad doesn't see that, though. Once he's set on something, there's no changing his mind. Alex, I like you. More than I should, honestly. I think I'd be happier with you than I ever would be with Elizabeth. And if my dad isn't willing to take his own son's happiness into consideration, I'll be happy behind his back. What do you say?"

Alex raised an eyebrow. "Did you just ask me out?"

"Sure did."

"How would we pull it off?"

I thought for a second. "We date behind my dad's, and everyone in both Kempton and Tyramell's, back. I can keep a secret if you can."

"What about when your wedding day comes? Then what do we do?"

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Any more questions?"

"One more. What if we get caught?"

I smiled devilishly. "We run like hell."

"And you're serious about this? You, a rich prince, want to date me, a poor servant boy?"

"Jesus Christ, I thought you said you didn't have any more questions!"

"Just answer it, Jack."

I got up off my bed and crossed the room to where Alex was sitting. I lifted the guitar off his lap and put it down beside him on the bed before I took his hand and pulled him up so he was standing in front of me. I put my hand on the back of his neck and pressed our lips together. And there is was: That same spark that I had felt when I kissed him this morning. Our lips moved together in perfect unison so it was as if we had practiced it a thousand times. I pulled away slowly and looked him right in the eye. "Does that answer your question?"

He bit his lip and nodded, a small smile pulling at the corners of his mouth.

"So, what do you say? Will you, Alex Gaskarth, give me the honor of being your boyfriend?" I asked formally.

"The honor is all mine, Prince Jack."

Notes

aw aw aw they're together now! how cute! i know that the paragrapgh about what Jack was thinking about while he was lying on the beach was probably confusing and i wrote it like that to show how scatterbrained and stressed Jack was about the whole situation. next chapter will be up soon!

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