Here is a link to it on Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/326292-two-thrones
Hope you enjoy it
MAY XX
P.S The Picture is Tony. I think he suits the part
but whats important is what do you thing plz tell.
CHAPTER 1
Arthur stepped into the pulsating club just
as the new song ‘cracks’ came through the thumping speakers. Arthur smirked as
a group of friends called to him, and a few girls turned to stare. He had a
good body and he knew it also why wouldn’t they stare? He was the next heir to
the thrown, or one of them at least.
As he stepped on to the dance floor sexy
women instantly surrounded him as they pressed themselves against his body. He
grinned wickedly as the alcohol buzzed through his blood stream and his senses
began to dull. He danced fluidly to the heavy beat of the music as he watched
the girls around him. They didn’t know him, they didn’t care about him just the
crown on his head, but for now that was enough. He closed his eyes as the heavy
bass of the music carried him away as colours explode behind his eyelids, and
he fell into the oblivion he had been craving.
Arthur woke to the bright sunlight
streaming through a window, which illuminated the bed. When he moved he
realised a girl laid on his chest her hair ticking him as she slept.
Shit he thought to himself not
again.
He gently removed himself from her sleeping
form and gathered his clothes, which were scattered hastily around the room. As
he headed for her bathroom he rummaged for his phone, which was in his jean
pocket.
‘Sam?’
‘Arthur, where are you?’
‘I’m not really sure?’
‘Are you kidding? Oh my God, Arthur this
has got to stop. You can’t keep doing this. Do you even know this girl?’
‘No, Sammy cant you just come and get me, I
left my car somewhere.’
‘Of course you did,’ and Arthur could hear
the eye roll through the phone. ‘Okay I’m coming I got her address when you
were to out of it to even look at me straight.’
‘And that’s why you’re my best friend.’
‘Your stupid best friend who doesn’t know
why he helps you.’
‘Your all I have Sammy.’
There was a pause when Sam said gruffly ‘we
both know that’s not true. I’ll be there in ten.’ And the phone went silent.
After gathering his items, which seemed to
have spread themselves all over her luxurious apartment in the sky. Even though
the apartment was beautiful he couldn’t wait to leave and was almost grateful
for the fact that he could not remember the night. It would have meant a lot of
fake orgasmic noises while she ground herself up against him… fun. Arthur
sighed heavily and thought not for the first time what the hell am I doing?
He found himself weaving down the unknown
street in London. It was the height of summer and the sky was blue. So blue it
seemed to stretch on for miles over the tops of houses.
It was early and the street Arthur found
himself lazily walking down was practically empty. The sound of a small bell
and a boy’s laugh made Arthur stop and look across the road to a small café.
The boy, a beautiful boy, was laughing at an old lady who had ordered a coffee.
Arthur felt a tug as though déjà
vu had come into play; his feet made him cross the road towards the café. He
had to here the boy’s voice had to know if it was him?
His hand was pushing and the bell rang
before he realised what he was doing. The boy looked up and Arthur froze, those
eyes. Green eyes, emerald green, his eyes swept over the boy, his mind screamed
at him.
‘Sorry can I help you?’ The boy asked.
Arthur pulled himself together enough to
splutter out the words ‘A black coffee would be great, thanks.’
He sat himself down on one of the white
covered round tables as he watched the boy bustle around behind the counter
making the coffee.
I
know him, his mind whispered to him quietly we’ve met before, I know we have.
As the steaming liquid was placed in front
of him he looked up into those startling green eyes. The boy was about to leave
when he hesitated glancing back at Arthur, he
knows… wait no, he knows me because I’m next in line to the throne. He just
wants your autograph.
‘Have we met before?’ The boy asked
hesitantly. ‘We have!’ He said sitting down opposite Arthur ‘at Ron’s, was it?’
Arthur grabbed the opportunity, ‘Yes of
course it was Ron’s party; I knew I had seen you somewhere. I cant remember you
name though, sorry.’
‘I know it was wild wasn’t it?’ Arthur
nodded hoping he would never have to meet Ron.
‘My names Tony, its great to properly meet
you.’ Tony stuck his hand out across the table and Arthur grabbed it replying, ‘I’m
Arthur, and like wise.’
They grinned at each other across the table, and both talked about unimportant
things until Arthurs phone buzzed in his pocket and the sun was high in the
sky.
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