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Chapter 22 - Plans for the Fourth

After getting back from England and attending a polo game of Harry's, it was the end of June and would soon be the Fourth of July. The Fourth of July was a serious holiday for every member of the Kennedy family. Every Fourth of July was the big family reunion where everyone went to the big family compound and stayed and celebrated the holiday, ate, played sports, swam, sailed, drank, did just about everything under the sun. It was something that I looked forward to every year, especially since I moved out and went to college. I almost never saw my extended family and even my parents and siblings. Anyone who came always had the best time. (And we typically ended up with a good handful of people who weren't even related to anyone, but showed up because they were friends or dating one of us.)

I was bringing Harry along with me. It probably sounds super intimidating since my family is so large, I really didn't want to go alone though. This would be my first time there without Jesse and I just knew that a lot of my extended family would have lots of questions about that whole situation. I would have my family to hang out with but everything is just better when Harry is around. Plus I wanted my family to meet him, we seemed to be getting pretty serious.

It would be odd to bring a British prince to a Fourth of July event though, I do have to admit. Maybe a tad contradictory. Especially since it's when America became independent from Harry's ancestors. But very funny if you ask us.

Harry and I had decided that we would fly down to Boston together and then go on down to Hyannis Port, probably riding with my dad and stepmom, Anne. This way I could stop in Boston to see my mom as well. Since my mom and dad got divorced when I was younger, she obviously didn't come to any more family functions on the Kennedy side unless it had something to do with me or my brothers. I knew my mom would love to meet Harry, she's heard so much about him from me. I knew all of my family would love him.

I also knew that her and my dad and Anne were all very concerned about all the media attention as well as my own safety. They knew all about the headlines, they knew all about the intrusion into my life so much that I had to basically quit my job. I just hope they see how amazing and wonderful Harry is and can overlook the bad stuff. I know I'm trying to.

Before I could even think about packing and traveling and all of that stuff, I was finishing up some work.

Just as I ended a video conference, Harry was calling me.

"Hey." I answered, putting the phone to my ear.

"Hey, babe. What're you doing?" He asked.

"I was just finishing up some work for the next few days since we will be out of town." I said. "What about you?"

"I'm making myself a cup of tea and just looking through some papers for work. After this I'm gonna head to bed. I just wanted to call and tell you goodnight and that I love you."

"Ah. I hope you have a good rest of the night. I love you. I miss you."

"I miss you too. I'll see you tomorrow."

I smiled. He was flying into New York in the morning and then the next day we were flying to Boston together.

"I'm excited for you to get here." I said.

"I'm excited to get there. I have to pack." he said. "What do I pack for a Fourth of July/family reunion?"

"Just whatever you want. I bring red, white, and blue stuff. Bring some swimming trunks And bring a jacket or something, it gets chilly there." I explained. "I'll get you an American flag shirt."

He laughed.

"Oh god, just imagine me getting papped in that." He said. "I can see the headlines now."

I giggled.

We talked for a few more minutes before hanging up.

I got up and put my computer away. I needed to walk the dog, shower, pack, and a bunch of stuff before I could go to bed.

After doing everything that I needed to get done, I slipped into bed and my thoughts drifted onto tomorrow and the coming days.

I was hoping that my family would be nice and easy on him. They can be a bit daunting and ruthless if you've never met them. Well, they can be that way even if you were born into that family.

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-The Next Morning-

I woke up and started to make coffee, it was a big day so I wanted to get moving as fast as possible.

Harry was catching a flight here to New York and we would then drive down to Boston together, visit my mom, and then go to my dad's house where he would be driving him, my stepmom, myself, and Harry down to Hyannis Port tomorrow.

My phone dinged as I was pouring myself a cup of coffee.

good morning baby, i just landed at jfk and getting a cab so i'll see you soon! -H

I smiled, excitement bubbling up in my stomach at the thought of him being close and seeing him soon.

I texted him back that I was excited to see him and I settled onto the couch to enjoy my cup of coffee.

As I waited, I turned the news on and was shocked to see mine and Harry's face on it. It was claiming how we were going on a "weekend getaway" but I don't know how anyone even knew that.

Have I mentioned that to anyone?

I was confused but let it go. People probably just figured that's what we were doing since it would be the Fourth of July soon and knew that my family always has big celebrations for it.

I started dozing off when there was a knock at my door, which sent Peach into a barking fit.

"Oh, calm down!" I said to him and picked him up. "It's just Harry."

I unlocked all of the locks and opened the door to reveal a grinning Harry.

"Hi!" I practically squealed, excited to see him.

It was always so nice when he was at my apartment, it felt like he just belonged there.

"Hello!" he spoke as he wrapped me in a hug. "Hi buddy!"

He scratched Peach's head.

I moved out of the way to let him in and he could set his stuff down.

"Hi." he said and bent down to properly kiss me.

"Hi." My voice barely above a whisper.

"Are you packed?" he asked.

"Yeah mostly. I just have to wait for Tim to get here to take Peach. Then we can load the car up and go." I smiled.

I poured Harry a cup of coffee and we sat down on the couch and waited.

I curled up to him and we sat in a comfortable silence until a knock prompted me to get up.

“Hey!” I greeted and let Tim into the apartment.

“Oh, hi!” Tim sputtered out and bowed to Harry, at the waist and very much wrong. Bless him, us Americans have no idea what we’re doing when it comes to royalty.

“Tim, this is Harry.” I gestured over to Harry and smiled. “Harry, Tim.”

“Hey mate, you don’t have to do any of that.” Harry laughed as he stuck his hand out.

“I’m so sorry, I had no idea.” Tim shook his hand and shook Harry’s hand with both of his.

“Don’t worry about it.” Harry laughed again.

“Well, what’re you two doing over the holiday?” Tim asked as I moved about the apartment getting some of Peach’s favorite toys to put in his little travel bag. (I know, “travel bag” he’s become so fancy these last few months.)

“Oh, nothing wild. Just regular Kennedy Compound Fourth of July celebrations. Eating, drinking, boating, sailing, usual chaos due to there being a thousand and one people there.” I zipped the bag and handed it to Tim. “Thanks for watching Peach, I try to only take him on planes when I visit Harry. Plus he probably wouldn’t like all the little kids trying to pet him and bothering him.”

“Right, it’s no problem. Well, hope you two have fun!” Tim gathered the things and put Peach’s leash on him. “See ya later!”

“Bye, bye Peachy!!” I kissed his little head and waved as Tim walked out back into the hallway.

After I shut the door behind Tim, Harry was standing looking at me with a suspicious look on his face and his arms crossed over his broad chest.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"He seems weird." Harry said.

“Well, I doubt he’s met a prince before.” I joked and patted his hip as I walked past him.

“I’m serious, Beau. I don’t think he’s safe. He seems off.”

“Harry, no! He’s a good friend from work and he’s been so supportive and helpful since we started seeing each other.” I reasoned with him. “Plus he was only here a couple minutes.”

“I just have a bad feeling. Let’s just be careful, okay? Especially you, when you’re here by yourself.”

“I’m a big girl, I’ll be alright.”

"Just promise me you'll be careful, alright?" he wrapped his arms around my waist and looked down at me.

"I promise."

I kissed him.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Well, hello everyone! Welcome back!

I hope to update again soon, I'm so excited with where I've planned to take this story so just be patient with me and stay tuned!

Hope you enjoyed this chapter.

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Chapter 21 - Polo

I opened my eyes and was hit with the sun shining through the windows of Harry's bedroom. I rolled over and buried my head into the pillow and snuggled up next to Harry's warm body.

Today Harry had a polo match that I was going to watch. The nerves had already started to set in about meeting his friends and people he knows. I'm in a completely different type of circle than them and I was scared what they might think of me.

Plus this would be Harry and I's first "official"outing together. Outing, in the sense that it was our first time around people in his circle together and that we were an official couple. It was a big deal to this whole aristocratic world and to the media, to the world even. Harry was taking me and showing that he was serious about me. Which is a very big deal when you're a royal, at least it seems so. I don't know of many royals who have made an "appearance" together so early in a relationship, at least purposefully been seen together.

I laid in bed until Harry woke up to his alarm.

"Hey, how long have you been up?" he said as he turned to face me.

"Just a little bit." I gave him a smile.

We talked for a few minutes before Harry got up to get dressed and have breakfast.

I got dressed too and quickly did light makeup. I put on some jewelry, including a new necklace with an 'H' on it from Harry.

I brushed through my hair and straightened it once again. I grabbed my shoes and purse and went out to the kitchen.

After taking Peach out to use the bathroom and feeding him, I had a cup of coffee and slice of toast while Harry gathered his things and loaded them in the car.

"Ready?" Harry asked as I was putting my mug in the sink.

"Yeah, let me just get my purse." I said.

I gathered my things and walked out the door behind Harry.

Harry drove us to the polo field and parked. He hurried around to my side of the car and opened the door for me.

"I hope I'm dressed correctly for this." I said as I looked down at my outfit. "I've never been to anything like this."

"You look great. I promise. If you weren't dressed correctly, I would tell you." Harry said, shutting the car door.

I nodded and tried to take a deep breath.

"You're nervous." Harry said, opening the trunk to get his stuff.

I fidgeted with the chain of my purse and looked to him.

"What if you're friends don't like me?" I asked.

"Why wouldn't they like you? You're incredible."

"They might not think so."

"You're nervous for nothing. It's going to be okay. Plus my friend Charlie Straubenzee will be here with his girlfriend, Daisy. And Nacho Figueras will be there with his wife, Delfina. They know all about you, and us, and are excited to meet you. They'll welcome you with open arms." Harry reassured me. "Maybe some of my cousins from my mom's side will be here too."

I nodded my head and ran my hand through my hair.

"Okay. Aren't there other people though?" I asked.

Harry took my hand and we started walking over to where he was going to set his stuff.

The sound of people trying to get out attention distracted us.

"Harry!! Beau!!" A random voice called.

Someone was trying to get pictures of us from far away, but apparently their voice could project.

I looked to Harry.

"They aren't even allowed on the property so they can't get close to you and bother you." he assured.

I nodded.

"Worst that can happen is they see you with my friends and the pictures are published." he said.

"And you're okay with that?" I asked.

"Well, I don't like when I or anybody I'm involved with is photographed without knowing or without our consent. But I don't mind if the world knows we're together." he admitted.

We walked hand in hand until Harry got to where he stored his stuff.

He then walked me over to his group of friends who had already found each other.

"Harry!" The group exclaimed.

"Hey!" he smiled and let everyone get their hugs and cheek kisses in.

"And this is my girlfriend, Beau, everyone." Harry put his hand on my back.

"Hi, it's so nice to finally meet you all." I said and the hugs and kisses began again.

"We've heard so much about you!" Nacho said.

"Harry doesn't shut up about you." His wife added.

I grinned up at him and he flushed a shade of pink.

"Well, I better get going. Game starts soon." Harry said to me.

"Okay. " I nodded up at him. "I'll be watching."

He kissed me, squeezed my hands in reassurance and walked off.

"Tell us about yourself." Delfina, Nacho's wife, asked me.

"Well, I'm originally from Boston, Massachusetts, went to New York University, eventually moved to Los Angeles in California, and ended up back in New York." I said.

The women in the area gravitated towards the tables in the shade so I followed. We all took a seats. There were some that definitely didn't look friendly but I figured I would just hang out with Delfina.

"Haven't you been married before?" One of them said. (Not to stereotype but she sounded entirely too 'posh' and snobby.)

"Um, yes I was once. I'm not now." I admitted. "What's your name?"

"I'm Cressida. Cressida Bonas. I actually used to date Harry before he met you. He's probably told you tons about me." she snarked and smiled a bit too smug for my liking. "You're not really his type. He's usually into blondes who run in more," she hesitated. "aristocratic circles."

I forced myself to smile back.. Women really can be the lowest of the low. But two can play this game.

"Cressida, you said your name was?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Hm. Harry hasn't really ever mentioned you before." I said and tilted my head.

She frowned.

"Cressida, don't be rude." One of the other women said.

"No, it's fine." I said and smiled. "But you're right, I'm not his typical type but I think sometimes you have to go for someone different. Especially when you keep trying the same thing over and over and its just not working."

She didn't say anything.

"I'm sorry, I had no idea Cressida would be here." Delfina said to me. "She only ever came to matches when she was with Harry."

"No, don't worry about it!" I said. "It's not a big deal."

"She can be a right snob sometimes. That's why Harry and her split up." Delfina said.

"Wow. I didn't know that. He has told me about his previous relationships but never went into great detail."

Delfina and I went to get ourselves a drink before we went to watch Harry and Nacho.

We chatted together as we sipped on glasses of rose' wine.

I was confused on how the game was supposed to go but I tried my best to keep up.

Every now and then, Harry would catch my eye and shoot me a wink.

As the game went on, I was completely lost but tried to keep my mind on the game. Cressida crept back into my mind.

Was she right? Was I not 'aristocratic' enough to be with him?

I knew that Harry and I loved each other. But would our two worlds be able to merge into one?

I absolutely hated when I let doubt and negativity cloud my thoughts. I try to be optimistic but sometimes it happens.

Harry would reassure me and tell me that we were perfect for each other. And deep down, I know there isn't another person on this earth who would suit me as much as Harry does. But when/if we got married, would I be able to give up my life? To become someone without a voice or opinions? To be scrutinized for everything about myself? Was I destined to be a stepford wife?

I know that I'm getting way ahead of myself. We aren't anywhere near getting engaged. But you can't help but wonder sometimes.

I eventually came out of my thoughts and tried to refocus on the game. I'm hopeless at understanding the game, I never was one for sports besides watching baseball with my brothers and dad, and sitting through boring basketball games when I was with Jesse. (Even then I wasn't fully aware of all that was going on)

I just cheered and clapped when Delfina did since her husband and Harry were on the same team.

The game eventually ended and Delfina and I walked to find the guys.

I heard a few shouts of my name from far away. Cameras flashing. I just tried to ignore them.

"Hey!" Harry said once we found them.

His hair was sweaty and his cheeks were pink, which I found to be absolutely adorable.

"Hi." I said and pecked his lips. "Good game?"

"Yes, we won!" Nacho said.

"Oh, I'm so happy!" I smiled.

We stood and talked as a group before we said our goodbyes and Harry gathered his stuff.

We walked back to his car hand in hand.

"I'm really proud of you." I said.

Harry pulled me into his body and kissed me.

"Thank you. I hope you weren't too bored." he said.

"I wasn't bored. I do need a lesson on how polo is supposed to work though." I said and Harry laughed.

"Of course."

Harry popped open the trunk and I leaned against the side of the car to talk to him. Mainly about Cressida.

I hated to rain on his parade since he just won, but I felt like it was important to tell him.

"You didn't tell me that your ex was going to be there." I said to Harry.

"Oh. Was she? I had no idea she would be here. I don't think she's been to a polo match besides when I was with her." Harry shut the trunk.

I knew there were cameras watching our every move right now, they would be online later today and tomorrow. I didn't want to get upset with cameras watching us.

I had started to become overwhelmed with the thought of joining Harry's aristocratic circles. I know he didn't like to mingle with them too much, but sometimes it couldn't be avoided.

"Did she say something to you?" Harry asked as he was opening my door for me.

He walked around to the other side and got in.

"Well. Nothing major." I said while buckling my seat belt.

"What did she say?"

"Um." I hesitated. "Don't get mad though. It's not a big deal and I'm a big girl, so I can take it. But she said that I was never your type and she thought you would go for someone from a much more aristocratic circle."

Harry rolled his eyes.

"Of course. She's jealous is what it is." He said.

"You think?"

"When we were first seen together, back in March, she called and asked me what I was doing and why I was out with you."

"Why? I thought you guys were broken up at the time."

"We were. She's just controlling. Couldn't stand the thought of me possibly being with someone other than her."

A moment of silence went by.

"I'm sorry she bothered you." Harry said and reached over the console to hold my hand.

I rubbed his hand with my thumb.

"I mean, is she right though?" I asked him.

"What? She's wrong. Don't let her get into your head about this. If I wanted some aristocratic snob, I'd be with them. I've been aristocratic or high society people my whole life. It's not fun. They're the blandest people. I'm here because I love my family and I like my job." Harry said. "Whatever Cressida thinks has nothing to do with how I feel about you. You know that."

I nodded and eventually agreed.

"I just hope she won't keep popping up at events we go to together." I said.

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It's been too long. I've missed writing and I've missed you guys.

Writer's block is the worst. This chapter was harder than expected and I don't really know why.

My anxiety has flared way up recently (probably partly due to the recent election here in America) and I've been trying to work through that.

I'm getting ready to finish my current college class and then I'll be on Winter Break until mid-January.

How've you guys been?

Hopefully next chapter will come a lot quicker. Thank you for reading. <3

Stay safe.

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American Royalty Masterlist

Chapter 1 - It’s Over

Chapter 2 - Moving Along

Chapter 3 - Seating Arrangements

Chapter 4 - Wow

Chapter 5 - Public Eye & Packing

Chapter 6 - Landing in London

Chapter 7 - Dinner with the Cambridges

Chapter 8 - Would You Go To Botswana With Me?

Chapter 9 - Let’s Settle

Chapter 10 - When Beau Met Jesse

Chapter 11 - You’re My Home

Chapter 12 - Not Your Teacher 

Chapter 13 - Caught in New York City

A Peak Into Beau’s Apartment

Chapter 14 - Security

Chapter 15 - Packing for Botswana

Chapter 16 - Botswana

Chapter 17 - Pillowtalk

Chapter 18 - Snap Back to Reality

Article - Harry’s “Beau”, Beau Kennedy Heads Back to Work!

Chapter 19 - Out on the Town

Article - Barfly Beau

Chapter 20 - A Romantic Night In

Chapter 21 - Polo 

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Article - Barfly Beau

(TW: mentioning of the words 'eating disorder')

Barfly Beau! Beau Kennedy, 29, was photographed in Downtown Manhattan last night at a local gay bar with a suspected colleague from her job at the New York branch of the FBI. She has worked there since late February.

Beau attended the bar with an unidentified friend. They were seen talking and laughing a lot of the night. Although it's probably safe to say that since Beau went to a gay bar, things are probably fine with her Prince boyfriend, Prince Harry of Wales.

Beau flashed her incredibly toned tummy while she was dressed in a sheer black crop top, green leather pants, and some black pumps for the night ahead of her!

It's been said that Beau follows an incredibly strict fitness routine and diet. She's seen on Instagram in the gym a lot and is a self-proclaimed "Gym Rat." She's said to enjoy yoga in the mornings and evenings with a cardio session or a run after work. Her diet is also suspected to be quite clean with as good of shape she's in. She's often seen at a local smoothie bar and at Whole Foods. It has always been a constant rumbling rumor that she has suffered from and eating disorder.

Drinking her troubles away? 2016 has proven to be a turbulent year for the daughter of politician Joseph Kennedy II. At the end of January, news broke that Beau was splitting from her partner of about 11 years, Grey's Anatomy actor Jesse Williams. While this was an incredibly shocking split, it seems that Beau has moved on in the best way possible: dating an actual Prince!

Neither Beau or Jesse have spoke publicly about their divorce, they have both chronicled parts of their new lives as singletons on their Instagrams.

Beau has posted the view from her apartment, pictures of her dog in her new apartment, a few selfies, and has been spotted out and about in Manhattan. While Jesse has mainly posted about Grey's, he will post things regarding his personal life which has mainly included guy's nights, moving houses, and his activism.

"She's a frequent flyer at Central Park. She's there just about everyday after she gets off work to play with and walk her dog." An anonymous source claims.

Previously called "B*tch-Faced Beau", she didn't look pleased as she stepped out of her car. With a stern look on her face, she looked for her friend and went in!

With dark red nails, bold brows, and a red lip, Beau looked stunning! She enjoyed her night with her friend and was spotted leaving alone to her apartment around midnight.

Check back here for more updates on Beau Kennedy!

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Chapter 16 - Botswana

Harry and I met up together at an airport in England so we could arrive in Botswana together. Incidentally, the press had been tipped off by someone. (Harry was suspecting that someone in my life was leaking our information and plans out to the press, but that's neither here nor there right now.) It wasn't that surprising to Harry though. He was used to it as sad as it was to say. Plus he normally goes to Africa to work and just to get away.

Harry was not as worried as I was. This was something I had never really experienced before. But Harry had assured me that this was a private family-owned airport and there were strict rules around who is permitted on this property.

While our reunion was rushed since we had a plane to catch, it was great to be back into each other's arms.

"Right this way, your highness. Ms. Kennedy." One of Harry's security people motioned us the correct way.

Harry nodded a thank you and I smiled in return.

As we walked out of the private airport to get to the plane, Harry slung his arm over my shoulder despite him trying to carry the majority of our luggage.

"I missed you, Beau."

"I missed you too." I turned my head to give him a quick peck on the jaw.

He turned his head to me for a proper kiss.

We shared a short kiss and fixed our eyes back in front of us.

"Do you think there are people watching? Or taking pictures right now?" I asked him.

"Probably. But I told you, no one is going to get close to you right now. If they step a foot on this property then they are facing some legal action against them."

"Are you sure?"

"Babe, I'm telling you. My family has worked hard to get this to be a private place with strict security."

We were almost at the plane when I nodded. I put a smile back onto my face.

This was going to be a fun trip. I had never been to Africa and going there with Harry would make it extra special. Plus we would be working with a very important charity close to Harry's heart, Elephants Without Borders.

Once our time in Botswana was over, Harry would be heading to Lesotho by himself to do some work in his charity that he had founded with Prince Seeiso called Sentebale. (Sentebale meant 'Forget Me Not' in Sesotho. Paying homage to his mother's favorite flower. It was an amazing charity that worked with children and those positive with HIV, both of which Harry was passionate about.)

I would be heading back to New York alone and having to face the world again after my little escape from real life.

We reached the steps of the plane where a man took my bags for me and Harry motioned for me to go in front of him.

"Ladies first." he said and guided me with his hand on the small of my back.

I smiled to myself as I climbed the steps up into the plane.

I was greeted by the flight attendant who offered me many drinks and an abundance of snacks.

"I'll take a coffee if that's okay."

"And for you, your highness?" she looked to Harry who was standing behind me.

"A tea. Thank you." he said.

"Yes, thank you very much." I added.

Harry led me towards the back of the plane where we would be sitting.

We sat down together and he placed his hand on my thigh.

I smiled over at him and he smiled back.

The attendant brought our drinks over and told us to let her know if we needed anything.

We strapped in and tried to settle in for the 11 hour flight.

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As the plane landed, I woke up.

I had fell asleep with my head on Harry's shoulder and my body almost coiled around his.

"Morning, sunshine." Harry said.

"Hi." I said groggily.

When we were able to get off the plane we stood up and exited.

We took our bags from the people that were already out there standing with them.

Harry and I thanked them and also the pilot then we walked over to the car that was waiting with Harry's security team following behind us.

We climbed in the car and headed off to the campsite where we would be staying.

After we had put our stuff down at our little base, we changed and headed off once again to go work with the charity, Elephants Without Borders.

Harry and I would be helping with the conservation of the elephants.

Humanitarian work was something I had grown up doing so while this was definitely a different type of experience, I wasn't someone who hadn't done anything for a special cause.

While an elephant was safely tranquilized, Harry and I would be able to put a tracking device on the elephant to assure there was no poaching of them going on. It was a very serious issue in Africa, so many animals are hunted there just for fun. So this organization was a very valuable one, trying to preserve the wildlife of Africa.

I had grown up listening to my father talking about saving animals and him being very upset when he saw any person posing with an animal that was trophy hunted. I remember being appalled at the thought of someone doing something like that when I was just a little girl, so my feelings had grown even stronger as I became an adult.

Harry and I let the professionals drug the elephants (just to make them sleep for a little while, it would cause them no harm) and then we would go to their side and attach the tracker.

It was an incredible experience, something I never imagined I would be doing let alone with Harry. I was happy he brought me here. It would definitely be a regular thing for us to come back to Botswana and work, as long as we are together.

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It had been a couple hours since Harry and I had arrived back to our campsite. We had ate dinner and gotten showered.

We were now relaxing on a little patio we had, looking at the stars and talking.

"It's so beautiful here. Peaceful." I said.

"You see why I come here?" Harry said.

"Definitely. I've never experience anything like it." I didn't take my eyes off the stars. "Look! It's the Southern Pleiades!"

I stood up from my chair and pointed up at the consellation.

"I didn't know you knew the stars." Harry said as he came up behind me and rested his head on my shoulder.

I was a lot shorter than he was so it probably looked very odd.

"I dabble." I joked and turned to face him.

I wrapped my arms around his abdomen and his arms go around my shoulders.

"Thank you for bringing me here." I said.

"Thank you for coming with me. Not many people are ever interested in seeing this side of my life." he admitted.

"Really?"

"Really. They'd rather try and meet my family or are only interested in me just to elevate their status."

"Wow. This is the best part of your life I think." I said. I leaned my head onto his strong chest.

"Do you?"

"Yeah. You're totally yourself. You're relaxed and fun and you have a heart of gold. There's no paparazzi here or rules. It's your escape."

"I'm glad you get it. This is where my father brought me and William a lot after my mum passed away. It kept all of us out of the spotlight and our mind on different things."

Harry had spoke some of his mother but not much about his mother's death. Most things around that topic were things Harry very rarely spoke of.

"I can see why he brought you here." I held on to him tighter. "Did it help?"

I felt his chest rise with a deep breath and soon a rumble where he started talking,

"Some. I think my father's view was just to distract us rather than just let us heal. It made me love Africa but I struggled for years over my mum's death."

I nodded up at him, encouraging him to go on.

"I never really healed from it. I actually started therapy last year to try and sort a lot of my problems out." he said.

"Do you think it's helping?"

"Yeah. I think so. I had pressed all of my feelings down for so long and I ended up acting out because of it. It didn't go over very well with my family."

"What happened?" I asked him.

I was fully aware that Harry had had issues in the past, he had a lot of problems with the press and I know he had been caught at a party in Los Vegas naked.

"I smoked, partied, did drugs. I was around people I shouldn't been around. My father sent me to a military academy in Sandhurst. It gave me a sense of purpose and normalcy. It changed me."

"For the better I think. Military really suits you." I said.

He pulled me impossibly closer into him and sighed.

"I love you. You know that?" he said.

"I love you too." I responded. "More than you know."

He laughed.

"Let's not play the whole who loves each other more game because I will win, woman."

I pulled back a little and laughed. It was so good to be in love and for that love to be reciprocated.

After a few moments of silence, Harry spoke once again.

"Beau?" he said.

"Yeah?"

"My mum would've really loved you."

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Chapter 14 - Security

Since Harry and I saw the paparazzi across the street with their cameras pointed straight into my apartment yesterday, I was in complete panic mode though I tried not to show it. There was even articles coming out from "sources" saying things I've only told a few people. So I'm definitely scared.

Though we had closed the curtains and blinds in every window I have, I still like I'm being watched and recorded. I can't even imagine how Harry feels about these things. He's grown up dealing with stuff like this, even losing his mother to these awful types of people.

I turned my head to face him. We were still in bed and I was awake with my thoughts. He looked stressed, even in his sleep. With a deep crease in between his brows, his face was torn between looking mad and deeply confused. I smiled at him.

Peach came pitter-pattering through the apartment with his nails tapping on the floor.

It was past time I get out of bed. With yesterday being so weird and awful, Harry and I stayed up and talked for a while about what we should do. He is getting me a security man and insuring my building is the safest it can be. We ended up getting in bed quite later than I, or him for that matter, usually do. So me having a lay in was probably confusing to Peach.

He jumped up onto the bed and got up in between Harry and I. I pet him on his head and he stuck his tongue out. The tell-tale sign that Peach is happy.

After a few minutes of petting Peach, I pulled my phone off the charger from my bedside table and unlocked it. I had a good amount of text messages that I had gotten in the night, mainly about the newest article. My friends get worried when they see headlines about me. Camilla (Luddington, we became really good friends when she joined Grey's Anatomy and I would go to set with Jesse.), Tim from work, and my greatest friend, Emily Buckner back in L.A.

After I responded to my most important text messages, I went into my family's groupchat. It includes my dad, stepmom, Anne, mom, my brother, Joe, and his wife, Lauren, and my brother, Matthew. There were many messages from my mother, stepmother, and father all worried and asking me to let them know I was okay.

Hey, I'm fine! Just woke up lol. Harry immediately closed the curtains and is doing some safety things today. Getting more locks and a security system. For his peace of mind and mine. Thank you guys for checking. (Going to the Compound for the 4th btw)

I slipped out of bed quietly and walked into my kitchen to start making coffee.

After starting it, I leaned on the counter on my elbows with my head in my hands.

I let all the worries and questions flood my brain.

Was it safe to live here?

Is this going to be my life from now on?

How does Harry deal with all this?

Does he see me as a burden? Another person to protect?

Are we moving too fast?

What does my family think?

Am I in danger?

Should I move?

Why is this all so much at once?

Harry kissed me on my cheek and I jumped.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. You don't usually scare easy." he said.

"It's fine, I was just lost in my thoughts while waiting on coffee."

I shook myself out of it and reached into the cabinet and got two mugs down.

"Are you okay, B?" he said and rubbed his hand on my shoulder.

"Yes, just thinking about last night." I turned and poured us coffee.

"I told you not to worry about it. I'm going to handle it." he said as we walked over to the couch.

"I know but I can't help it."

"I'm going to put out a statement saying if this doesn't stop then I will take legal action. I have already talked to my secretary."

"No, that could just make things worse. I could just move?" I said.

"If you are really against me putting the statement out then I won't. But we are going to get a security system. And I'm giving you a protection officer. I'm paying for it out of my pocket."

"I'm not letting you do that!" I exclaimed.

"No matter what you say, I'm going to do something to keep you safe." he affirmed. "So take your pick."

I huffed. I hated when Harry spent money on me.

"I'll go with the security."

He nodded.

"I just want to keep you safe." he said and leaned over towards me.

I closed the space between us and kissed him.

"I know. And I appreciate it. I'm just overwhelmed with all this media attention and now they've found my apartment." I said when we pulled apart. "I love you."

"I love you too."

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Chapter 13 - Caught In New York City

Girl About Town!

Beau Kennedy, 29, daughter of Joe Kennedy II and recently linked to the UK's Prince Harry was seen around Manhattan yesterday. She is pictured in the first two images out going grocery shopping for her and her new "beau" Harry. In the third image, she was seen at Central Park with her dog, Peach who was rescued by her late last year. Prince Harry has also been seen at an airport by a car where Beau got in and they drove off towards her apartment.

"They're completely in love. I've never seen her like this before. It's amazing." A source close to Kennedy claims. "Beau wasn't into dating but she met Harry and it's like everything fell into place. Harry's apparently took her to meet his brother and sister-in-law. There might even be wedding bells in their future!"

Kennedy was recently divorced to actor Jesse Williams, best known for playing Jackson Avery on Grey's Anatomy. They were seen just three days ago meeting at a lawyer's office in Los Angeles.

The cause of the divorce remains unknown but sources close to both Williams say that Williams had been thinking about it for awhile, even though he was just seen with Kennedy in December on a tropical vacation together.

"Beau was completely blindsided by Jesse's decision and was very hurt." The source close to Kennedy says. "She's told me he was the only guy she's ever been with, ever. In every way. So it must've been pretty painful."

After she split from Williams, she moved to New York City and started working at the New York branch for the FBI. What job she holds is unknown, but she causes quite a stir every time she goes to work.

It's been rumored that Kennedy and the Prince met at a showing of the new Broadway show, Hamilton. They were pictured later together that night and ever since have tried to keep a low profile.

Beau was even pictured at an airport close to Kensington Palace and was drove to Harry's home on the grounds of the Palace, Nottingham Cottage.

Will Beau and Harry stay the course and get married? Or is it just a Kennedy Curse waiting to happen?

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(Piece above is an article about Beau. LMK if you like the 'articles' <3)

I was fishing my keys out of my bag when Harry opened the door to my apartment for me and Peach.

"Hi, handsome." I smiled and walked in.

"Hi. What'd you do today?" he bent down and took Peach's leash off of him and Peach ran through the apartment with his little tail wagging.

"Not much. Had to get some groceries. Got us some stuff for the next few days. Took Peach out to for a walk and to play. Boring stuff." I smiled and pecked him on the lips.

Harry had been here with me for a couple of days and it was truly domestic bliss. We ate meals together, he helped me with dishes, cleaned together. We got up and had coffee together and listened to our favorite music while cooking.

"Mm. What'd you get at the store?" he asked.

"Some tortillas, chicken, limes, greens, tomatoes, cheap bottle of wine, and some popcorn." I unloaded my grocery bag.

"I'm guessing chicken wraps?" Harry asked.

"Yes."

"And cheap bottle of wine for later?"

"Absolutely."

We sat down on the couch but we started seeing flashes from across the street on a balcony.

Harry narrowed his eyes and immediately got up and pulled my curtains shut harshly.

"Who were they?"

"No idea, but they have cameras. So no one good." he held the curtains together.

Paparazzi are Harry's mortal enemies and he goes to great lengths to keep anyone he's with life as protected and private as possible.

"What should we do?" I started getting a pit in my stomach. If these people are going to these lengths right now, I'm afraid of what else they could do.

"You aren't going to do anything besides stay here. I'm going to call my office back home and we will deal with."

"You can't call them, what will they even do?" I got up and peeked out of the slightest crack in the curtains.

"I can put out a statement and I can sue anyone I need to. I'm not above doing that to protect you."

"No Harry you can't put out a statement."

"Of course I can." he said. "And I will if I need to. I'm not going to let anyone harass you the way my mother was harassed and I'm harassed. Catherine as well."

"My building is safe. No one can get in unless they have a key. They have to have the key to even open the front door of the building."

"That's good to know. But I will put out a statement." he crossed his arms over his puffed up chest. "That's final."

I sighed.

"Alright."

I sat back down on the couch.

"I'm always going to take care of you, babe. I will never stop protecting you." he sat down beside me and pulled me into his chest. "Because I love you."

Peach ran through and dropped a toy at Harry's feet.

"I love you too. Both of you." I scooped Peach up into my lap and he started licking our faces.

No matter what happens, I have these two and that's what matters. My man and my pup.

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Article - Harry’s “Beau”, Beau Kennedy Heads Back to Work!

(In these pictures, her hair is red but it isn't in the story. Enjoy!)

England's Prince Harry's new girlfriend, Beau Kennedy, heads back to work today!

Kennedy, 29, is pictured above leaving the FBI building of New York City. She has worked for the FBI for about four years, recently relocating to New York after the divorce of her and Jesse Williams.

Prince Harry, 31, began seeing Kennedy, who is the granddaughter of Robert F. Kennedy, back in March. They have been spotted numerous times together since then. Kennedy has even been seen arriving at Nottingham Cottage at Kensington Palace which is where the bachelor prince lives.

Rumor has it Beau and Harry are getting very serious, they could even be engaged by the end of the year. This would be a very big event for the British Royal Family and America alike. The Royal Family has only had one other American divorcee before, Wallis Simpson, whose husband, King Edward abdicated the throne for her. If Harry and Beau were to get married, would he abdicate or is the British Monarchy evolved enough to accept a divorced American woman?

Beau comes from the large family of the Kennedys, who have been dubbed 'American Royalty' to some people. Her family has prestige, money, and she's been vetted as a perfect Royal wife, with a few exceptions.

Preparing for wifely duties?

After a busy day at work, Kennedy heads to a local grocery store.

She tries to ignore the photographers with over-sized sunglasses and walking quickly.

She's dressed in a black blouse (It appears she isn't wearing a bra, which isn't becoming of a prince's girlfriend), gray skirt, and some slides. She opted out of her heels she was spotted leaving work in.

After stocking up, Kennedy heads home where she lives alone with her chihuahua. According to her still functioning Instagram, (Something she would have to give up if she marries into the British Royal Family) she rescued the puppy, who she has named Peach.

Stay tuned for more updates about Beau Kennedy and Prince Harry!

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Chapter 11 - You’re my Home

I finally reached my hotel room. With the door closed and locked behind me, I allowed myself to cry. I don't cry often but this was something that had hurt me deep down. I was only just now coming out on the other side of my divorce and feeling sure about my relationship with Harry.

The way that Jesse was able to just say those things on the fly is what hurts the most. Those are things he actually thinks and believes. While I don't come off as the one in the white hat in this situation, neither does he.

With tears running down my face and my chest a little shaky, I pull my phone from my bag and call Harry.

I put the phone to my ear and waited for him to answer. It was almost dinner time there so I was hoping he wasn't busy.

"Hey, how're you?" he answered the phone.

"Um, I've been better." I managed to get out.

"What happened?" his gruff voice immediately softened.

"We got into saying some really nasty things to each other and I've just reached my breaking point. He cut too close to home."

"What'd he say? Do you want me to come to California or go to New York with you?" he started rambling.

"No I just need to talk to you."

"I'll be waiting on your doorstep when we get off the phone."

I smiled. This was so Harry. He always came to my rescue and didn't care to drop anything.

"Alright. But he was saying it was my fault that we got a divorce and then started saying how he wasn't the one already in another relationship, and that just completely crossed a line. He isn't allowed to talk about you. Not in front of me, he isn't." Another wave of tears came up. "And he was just so cold."

"Babe I am truly so sorry. I cannot even imagine what you are going through right now."

"I'm sorry I even called. You probably don't want to hear your girlfriend crying about her ex-husband. But he was in such a large portion of my life and the way things ended were terrible." I apologized.

"Don't apologize. I'm just sorry you've had to put up with this d*ck of a boy for all this time. He is no man. Real men do not treat a woman that way. Don't you worry your mind about this. It's going to be okay. You got through the meeting and you're done now. You should celebrate." he offered and giggled a bit.

"Yeah I should. If I come home drunk, you'll know why." I chuckled.

"I love you. And I'm glad you called me. Really." he said.

"I love you too. I'll try to be more pulled together when we see each other later. Thank you for talking. You've really helped. You always know just what to say."

"I try. I care about you and just want what is best. And I think now that you're out of this situation, you'll be happy you got out." he said.

"Yeah, you're right. It's just hard to get to that other side, ya know?"

"I really do."

We talked while I packed my suitcase back up and laid some things out for a shower.

"Well, I'm going to shower and then wait for my flight. It'll be late when I get in so really, you do not have to fly to New York." I told him.

"Well, I'm already on my way to my flight so." he trailed off.

I laughed.

"Okay. Well I'll see you in a while. You have my extra key so go in and make yourself comfortable." I said.

"I always do."

"I love you." I told him. And I truly meant it. The feeling took over my whole body.

"I love you too."

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I tried to keep my head down. There was a flood of people and paps in the airport and they were getting close to me. I walked as fast as I could to get outside. I knew I had a taxi waiting for me with Harry inside. I couldn't even imagine the amount of paps and fans outside if they knew Harry was out there.

When I finally got to the outside, I saw my favorite ginger leaning against a taxi with his RayBans sitting low on his face. Surprisingly he didn't have anyone surrounding him.

We made eye contact and smiles at each other. Then he saw the amount of people behind me and his face dropped. He stood up and opened the trunk for me.

Once I got close enough, Harry took my suitcase for me and told me to get in the car.

He slammed the trunk and slid into the seat beside me.

"Hi." he said quietly as the driver pulled away.

"Hi." I reached over and took his hand in mine.

I could still see the flashes going from around us.  I could just see the headlines now.

We eventually made it to my apartment and Harry carried my bags for me.

As I unlocked my door, Peach came scurrying up to me with his tail wagging.

"Hey boy! How're you? I missed you!!" I crouched down and picked him up.

He licked my face and wriggled in my arms until he saw Harry. Then he wanted to be let down. He absolutely loved Harry, which was a good sign to me. Animals are typically good judges of character.

Harry put our bags down and started playing with Peach. It made my heart warm.

"I'm so glad to be home." I told him.

"Your place is so nice and cozy. I see why you love it." he said, looking up from the dog.

"No, I'm glad to be back with you. You're my home."

I went over and wrapped my arms around his shoulders and sat down in the floor with him and Peach. My little family.

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Chapter 20 - A Romantic Night In

A few days have past since I went to the bar with Tim. Although the night had left me feeling weird, I shook the feeling off and tried to get back to normal.

I knew I should tell Harry about what was going on with Tim, but I couldn't help but feel scared.

I have been working from home, enjoying not having the many sets of eyes on me.

This was a big transition for me. I hope Harry knew that. I'm sure he did. But sometimes I jump into things full force and once I'm in deep, I get scared and want to jump ship.

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I was landing in London for some time with Harry. I had even brought Peach with me on the flight so I didn't have to leave him with someone else for a long time. It felt like it had been forever since we had seen each other but it was probably at most 3 weeks time.

We were getting more and more attached to each other, more and more in love, and my heart has never been fuller. It sounds so corny, and I hate everything that's corny, but I felt like I was bursting at the seams with love. Just thinking that corny thought made me roll my eyes at myself. But I think I'm truly head over heels in love with Harry. And I think he is too.

I busted tail trying to get through the airport without people noticing me. I grabbed my bags as soon as it came around the conveyor belt and I went to the nearest exit to find the driver that Harry sends for me.

I was met with flashing lights, the sounds of cameras clicking, and people shouting my name.

I scurried over to where I saw the driver and he opened the door for me as soon as he saw me.

The driver put my bag in the trunk and he sped off, away from the crowd that was gaining more and more people.

I took a deep breath. Why does this keep happening? The only people who know I'm here are my parents, Emily, and Tim. I shook my head and glanced over to Peach who was laying in his carrier beside me. I'm glad that I brought him with me and I knew Harry and Peach would be happy to see each other again.

The car eventually pulled up to Kensington Palace and then Harry's cottage, nicknamed 'Nott Cott.' (For Nottingham Cottage)

Harry immediately came to open my car door, before the driver could have the chance to turn off the ignition.

"Hi, baby." he grinned.

"Hi, handsome."

He pulled me into a hug with me still sitting in the car.

I gave him a quick peck on the lips and stepped out of the dark vehicle.

I got the dog carrier out of the car and Harry took my suitcase and bag from the driver. We said our thank yous to the man and went inside.

As Harry closed the door behind me, I saw a new dog bed, a basket full of dog toys, and little dishes for Peach set up.

My heart melted. (Maybe I'm a little sensitive right now?) I turned to him and smiled.

"Thank you for all the stuff for Peach! You really didn't have to." I said as I bent down to take Peach out of his carrier. I snuggled him to my chest but he was much more interested in Harry and his new surroundings.

"I know I didn't. I wanted to. I want you to know that you and Peach have a home here. You've left stuff here. Toothbrush, shower products, a brush, lip balm. I figured the little guy should have some stuff too." He said and scratched Peach's little head.

I smiled and pulled him into a hug.

"Now you go shower, sleep, do whatever until dinner time! I have a surprise for you." Harry said and whisked me off to his bedroom.

"What's going on?" I turned around before I was fully in his room.

"Do you know what the word surprise means?" Harry said and took Peach from my arms.

"I actually do. But you know I don't really do surprises." I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Well I think this is a nice surprise so play along." Harry quipped.

"Harrrryyyyyy." I groaned.

"Beauuuuu, please." he pouted.

I give up.

"Alright. Is this a fancy dinner? Any dress code I should know about?" I asked.

"Casual but fancy."

"Okay, that sums up nothing but I'll see what I can pull together." I laughed.

"You just stay in here until I tell you that you can come out. I'll take care of Peach. Promise?" he asked.

I sighed.

"Promise."

We kissed and I shut the bedroom door behind me.

Since I figured it would be a little bit until dinner time, given that it was only 2:30 in the afternoon, I decided to take a long shower.

I washed my hair and body and decided it would probably be a good idea to shave. Because, well. You know. Alone Time.

After I finished my shower, I slathered on some lotion that I had brought with me and let my hair air dry.

I put my robe on and laid on the bed. I browsed my phone as I heard Harry talking to the dog.

I eventually got tired and drifted off to sleep.

(About fourish hours later.)

"Hey, Beau, babe." I heard Harry and felt him start to shake me awake.

"Hm?" I said, my eyes still closed.

"I have things ready if you want to get dressed and come eat with me." He said and bent over to kiss me on my head.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked up at him. He was hovering over me, wearing a button up and some nice slacks. He looked amazing. Even wearing cologne.

"Okay. I'll be out in a few." I said stretching and getting up.

He shut the door behind him as he left.

I picked up outfit I had planned on wearing and slipped it on.

After getting dressed, I ran a straightener through my hair brushed my teeth. I decided against makeup since Harry has told me on multiple occasions that he prefers me with no makeup. (Cliche, I know. But I'm going with it) I put a pair of small earrings on too.

I walked out of his room and was in total awe.

Harry's living areas had all been decorated with twinkly lights and he had set up candles, flowers, and wine at his table. He had a dinner all out together on the counter and soft music played in the background. Everything was picture perfect. Including the dog, who slept sweetly in his bed.

"What is all this?" I said as I slowly walked toward him.

I wrapped my arms around his stomach as he started to talk.

"Well, I just thought we were in need of a romantic night. And it's not really wise of us to go out so I figured I would just bring the restaurant in here. Plus some special little touches that mean something to us." he said.

"I love you, you know that?" I said and stared up at him. "No one has ever done anything this nice or romantic for me."

"I love you more. More than you'll know."

We kissed and hugged for a minute or two before he pulled away and went over to the counter to pick up two plates.

"Now, let's eat." he said and set the plates on the table.

He came and pulled my chair out for me then took his seat in front of me.

I looked closer at the flowers on the table, realizing they were my favorites.

"You got me peonies?" I smiled over to him.

"Of course." he said.

I grinned and shook my head. This man.

"So what's on the menu tonight, H?" I asked as I looked down at the plate sat before me.

"We're having some chicken alfredo because that's literally one of the only few things I know how to make without screwing up. And some fresh bread and a salad." He said as he focused on opening the wine bottle.

As he started to pour the wine into our glasses, I caught a glimpse of the label.

"Is that a tignanello?" I asked, cocking my head to the side to try and read it.

"Sure is." he said, capping the bottle. "You mentioned one day that it was your favorite. And I had never tried it and I think if I'm gonna be with you, I should educate myself on wines. You're very knowledgeable on the subject."

"I'm a wine connoisseur, what can I say?" I said as I swirled the drink in my glass.

Harry chuckled and lifted his glass.

"Cheers!" he said.

"Cheers!"

We clinked out glasses and both took a sip.

We dug into our meal when I started to notice the music that was playing.

It sounded familiar.

It took me a second before I recognized it.

"Is this Hamilton?" I asked, gesturing around us to the music.

"Oh, yeah it is. That's how we met and I thought it would be nice." he said and smiled.

I smiled back at him.

It really was the little things with Harry. He remembered the things that most people would forget.

I grabbed his hand over the table.

"You're amazing." I said.

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After Harry and I had finished our dinner, we sat at the table and decided to finish the bottle of wine between ourselves.

"That was amazing." I said, leaning back in my chair.

"Thank you."

I leaned back up and leaned over the table to kiss him. Bringing my hand to cup his face, we started smiling into the kiss.

"We would be so annoying to hang out with." Harry said as we pulled away.

"Probably so. Hopelessly in love, lost in each other's eyes." I laughed.

We talked about Harry's polo match tomorrow, which is part of the reason I'm here.

After a while, we decided to call it a night and get ready for bed.

We cleaned up the table and kitchen together before we took Peach on his last walk of the day.

After throwing hoodies on, we left.

It was nice to walk around the grounds of Kensington Palace, knowing we most likely wouldn't be seen by paps and we could enjoy each other's company without that risk.

After a walk, which was entirely too long since I ended up carrying Peach back to the house, we got ready for bed.

I put on a pair of pajamas and washed my face. I went through my quick skincare routine and scraped my hair back into a bun.

When I was done, Harry and I climbed into his bed with cups of tea and snuggled up together to watch TV.

We settled on the show Love Island which I was slowly becoming addicted to. And even though Harry would moan and groan when I would put it on, his eyes were always glued to the TV and he made plenty of comments.

"I would never couple up with him." he said as he slurped from his cup.

"He's the best one!!" I exclaimed.

We bantered back and forth until we grew tired and fell asleep next to each other.

Until tomorrow, good night.

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Chapter 7 - Dinner with the Cambridges

After arriving at Harry’s and some _alone time _together, we decided we would both shower and then go out for lunch.

Harry got in the shower first while I laid in his bed on my phone. I was texting my parents to let them know I had gotten to Harry’s safely when I got a text from Jesse.

I texted with him until I heard the shower shut off. I went back to texting my mom while texts were still coming through from Jesse. I ignored them and tried to appear a lot more calm than i was feeling inside.

“The shower is all yours, babe.” Harry walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist.

“Okay, thanks.” I got up from the bed and pulled on a shirt Harry had laid over the back of a chair beside the side of the bed.

I dug through my bag to find my hygiene things. Once I found them, I stood and walked towards the bathroom, but Harry pulled me by my waist into him.

He bent his head down to kiss me. When I gave a weak kiss back in return he pulled back looking confused.

“Is something wrong?” he asked me.

“No, of course not. Just tired. You wore me out.” I smiled, trying to joke with him.

“Beau, something seems off.”

“Jesse texted me and wants to talk to me. He is saying that he is selling the house and he has to pay me alimony.” I sighed and blurted. I really wasn't wanting to tell Harry. Harry has always been on the defense whenever Jesse was brought up. I knew Harry was just protective over me but I really didn't like when he got upset about Jesse.

“You're not going to let him pay you alimony? You should take his money he gives you because of what he put you through.”

I looked down at the ground. I started tracing the intricate design of Harry’s rug with my toe.

“I guess I have to let him, its court ordered. I just want this chapter of having to deal with him and be in contact with him to be over. it makes me so upset every time he texts or calls me.” I looked back up at him.

“I know, I'm sorry. Do you want me to talk to him?” he offered.

“No, that might just make things worse. He already seems annoyed that he even knows about us.”

“It’s none of his business what's going on in your life anymore. He gave that right up when he wanted a divorce.” he said.

“I know. And I’ll call him eventually so we can get everything sorted and done. Just wanted to be able to spend time with you and not have anything interrupt us.” I went on my tippy toes to peck him on the cheek. “I’m going to shower and then we can go to lunch.”

He kissed my cheek and he went to his dresser.

I closed the bathroom door, sat my stuff down, and started the shower.

When I got in and started washing my hair, I couldn't help but let my mind wander off.

Being with Jesse was my happiness. I met him when I was 18 and he was 23. I was now 29 and he was 34. I spent almost all of my twenties with him, and then he decided he was going to dip out on me all because he wanted things on done on his timetable even though I wasn't ready for certain things. I had only really finished my schooling two years ago. I had earned my doctorate in both criminology and anthropology and I was working the entire time through college. I worked even more after I was done with school.

But I really thought Jesse was supportive of me. He cheered me on all through college, when I got my dream job.

I had luckily met Harry. I truly believe he was sent from God himself. While I may not be too keen on certain things of Harry’s life, he is truly the best man I know. I would say I'm falling in love with him. I could definitely see things heading towards a very serious direction.

I snapped myself out of my thoughts and hurried to finish the rest of my routine.

Eventually I was walking out of the bathroom dressed with minimal makeup and my hair dried. We were just going somewhere lowkey to eat.

“Jesse called you.” Harry said nonchalantly.

“What?”

“He called you. I told him you would get back to him when you were free.”

“Harry that's not funny.”

“I'm not joking.” he smiled at me.

“Well that will have to be dealt with later.” I went to stand between his legs where he sat on the side of the bed. We were about the same height when he was sitting like this. “You’re lucky you're cute.”

We finished getting ready and went to Harry’s car.

As we pulled out of the grounds of Kensington Palace, a big black SUV followed us. I knew it was only Harry’s security but it was still odd to me for someone to be following me.

Harry held my hand over the console.

We were headed to Soho House. Soho House is a members only place. They have locations all over the world, so if you have a membership you can get in anywhere. I had my membership for a little over two years now and it was certainly becoming very useful. When you're there, you cannot take pictures in a lot of places. The privacy was something that Harry loved. And I loved that I was able to introduce him to this place. He got himself a membership so he can go there with or without me.

After eating there, we enjoyed a great walk around the place, away from the harsh flashes of cameras.

We soon went back to Harry’s cottage and enjoyed our time together. Tomorrow I would be meeting William and Catherine.

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“Do I look okay?” I asked Harry.

He was standing in the kitchen, unpacking a bag of takeaway food. We decided to get Indian food, apparently William and Catherine’s favorite.

“Like I've said before, you look amazing.” he said.

I looked in a mirror he had on the wall. I smoothed my hands over my outfit for the umpteenth time.

“Stop worrying. They are going to love you. Come help with the food.”

I went to him in the kitchen and got out cutlery and glasses and dishes.

“Do I curtsy to them?” I suddenly worried. This was something I hadn't thought about.

“Absolutely not. That's way too formal for cheap takeaway, Beau.” Harry came over to me and out his forehead on mine. “You’re going to be fine. Plus I have alcohol. That always helps.”

There was a knock on the door.

“Come on.” Harry kissed me and said. I followed behind him and tried to put a calm smile on my face.

Harry opened the door and ushered them inside.

“Hey, how are you guys?” he asked as he hugged William and gave Catherine a kiss on her cheek.

“We’re good! And you must be Ms. Beau Kennedy! Harry is always talking about you.” William said and all eyes fell on me. “It’s so lovely to meet you, I’m Will.”

“Nice to meet you.” I smiled as we exchanged the typical British greeting, two cheek kisses.

“I’m Catherine, but please call me Kate. Catherine is so formal.” Kate greeted me.

“So nice to meet you guys. Harry speaks so highly of you two.” I said.

“Alright, well we just got the takeaway so its nice and fresh.” Harry said, leading us all to his kitchen and dining room.

Harry and Will walked in front of Kate and I. We made small talk with each other. She was so lovely.

We fixed our plates and opened a bottle of wine, which I noticed was from my family’s winery, and sat down together. I smiled to myself over the fact that Harry got a bottle of it.

“This is good wine, Harry.” Will commented. “Where did you get this?”

“I ordered it from Beau’s family. They actually own a winery in New York.” Harry said, smiling over at me.

“Oh that's so interesting, I’ve always loved wineries. I’d love to see it some time.” Kate said.

“I’ll have to take you sometime. It’s my grandmother’s pride and joy, honestly.” I said, smiling at the thought of my grandmother, Ethel.

“Harry has told us you work for the FBI in New York City. How’d you get there? What do you do there?” Will asked me.

“Well getting there is an interesting story. My father, Joseph, was a politician, much like almost every man in my family. So my two older brothers were really expected to become politicians. I grew up around all my aunts and uncles and cousins so politics was always a topic and so many of them are in politics. It sort of piqued my interest but I was really a lot more interested in the crime side of things. I went to New York University and after a few years there I signed up for the FBI. I completed the training and actually got a job. So I did that while I was completing my schooling.” I explained, knowing my story was complex. “I work in the white collar crime division which deals with things like embezzlement, fraud, copy right, things of that sort.”

“That's amazing!” Will said.

“Thank you.” I said.

“Tell us about your family.” Kate said.

“Well, that's a quite a task.” I laughed. “Do you know of President Kennedy?”

“Yes.” Will and Kate said in unison.

“Well, he was my great-uncle. My grandfather was was his brother. My grandparents and my father. My father and my mother, Sheila, had my two older brothers, Joe and Matthew, who are twins. They had me a few years later.”

“We’ve always heard about the Kennedys. You’re family is a very big deal and very successful.” Kate replied.

“They can be a lot to take sometimes but I love them.” I said.

“Beau also has her doctorate in two different subjects.” Harry said over the top if his glass.

“What’re they in?” William asked.

I felt like i was being interrogated but i was feeling more at ease.

“I went to New York University and double majored in Criminology and Anthropology.” I said.

“She really is the whole package, Harry. You don't let her get away from you.” Kate said to Harry.

Harry looked over at me and took my hand.

“I’m working on it.” He winked at me.

We continued to talk for a few hours about anything and everything. We told Will and Kate how we met, my divorce and the issues surrounding it, their patronages they work with, their children, how to deal with paparazzi, etc.

As they left they promised that we would get together again for sure.

As Harry closed the door, he smiled at me.

“I’m so happy. They really love you.” he said.

i went over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist.

“Do you really think?” I asked, looking up at him.

“Yeah. Which is good because I think I love you.” He said against my lips.

“I think I love you too.” I closed the distance between us.

Things were starting to feel great again.

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Chapter 8 - Would You Go to Botswana with Me?

*the morning after*

I felt the light streaming in from the windows in Harry’s bedroom. It was beaming across my back onto Harry’s chest. We were only in our birthday suits, if you will. Last night was eventful.

After dinner with Will and Kate, Harry and I both said ‘I love you’ to each other. Or that we think we love each other, nonetheless it was still an amazing moment. Our night obviously didn't end there. With the tiny bit of liquid encouragement we had with dinner, things heated up. 

It’s not like we haven't been together before, it’s just that last night was so different. It wasn't about rushing or reaching anything. It was about savoring the moment, taking our time, showing we love each other. I hadn't experienced anything like it besides my wedding night. 

Needless to say, I was pretty exhausted and I'm sure Harry was too.

I took a deep breath and buried my head back into the pillow.

I fell back asleep but soon woke up to the smell of coffee.

I sat up and stretched, put my underwear and a t-shirt of Harrys on, and then went to the kitchen.

Harry was standing with his back towards me, him facing the counter that his coffee maker stood on.

“Good morning.” I said, walking over to him.

“Hey, good morning. How did you sleep?” he turned around and smiled.

“Hmm, pretty good once I actually got to sleep. What about you?” I pulled myself onto his island and sat there.

“Very good.” he winked.

Harry poured two cups of coffee, fixed mine the way I like and gave it to me. It’s a minor detail but he knew how I took my coffee which was sweet.

We went to sit in the his living room.

We settled into the couch facing each other and both smiling from ear to ear.

Both of us were so bashful and smiley today. Like I said, something was different last night. It’s what true love feels like.

“So I have a lot of volunteer work coming up in a month. I’ll be traveling to Botswana. I was wondering, and you can totally say no, but would you go with me?”

“I have things I need to move around. but I think I could make it happen.” I smiled. “I'm considering switching my work around to something I can do from home anyways. Make it easier on us.”

“No, you can’t do that! You love your job.”

“No, I loved my job but then I was basically fired from being an agent. Plus there are some research positions I've been eyeing.”

Harry looked at me skeptically over his mug.

“Trust me, this is something I'm doing on my own. You know how much i love research and writing. And things seem to be getting more serious between us and I don't wanna make your life any harder than it is.”

“You don’t make my life hard, babe.” He reached over and took my hand. “The media and the paps come with the territory.”

“I cant be making things any easier for you. But I don't mind at all. You've told me how serious you are about me and shown me that by introducing me to your family and I think I should show you that I'm serious to.” I reasoned. “It means less paparazzi showing up to my job. Not knowing where I'm at all the time. It'll just be better for us as a couple.”

“Okay.” Harry agreed. “Only if this is what you want.”

“Of course it is.” I leaned over and kissed him.

“So would you come to Botswana with me?”

“Absolutely.”

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Chapter 19 - Out on the Town

I got home from work after stopping for a few groceries.

I was going out with Timothy from work tonight. We were going out for drinks.

I sent Harry a quick text, telling him what I was doing tonight, so he wouldn't worry if I wasn't at my phone. Harry knew all about Tim and wasn't bothered by him. He knew Tim was a gay man who has been married to his partner for a long time.

After putting the groceries away, I took Peach out for a quick walk. While we were out, Tim had texted and told me where to meet him.

Once we were back home, I got Peach fed and settled and I got ready to go out.

I hadn't been going out much so I decided to dress up a little.

I decided on a black crop top with some green leather pants. I scraped my hair back into a bun and touched up my makeup, adding a dark lipstick to pull it all together for a nice nighttime look. I put some jewelry on and put my heels back on.

Once, I was ready the sun had started to set, so I figured I better get going.

The dog was fed and watered, the doors were locked, I was ready for a night out with a friend and for some drinks.

Of course, when I got downstairs there were a swarm of paps standing and waiting. Like a predator waiting for it's prey.

I huffed and puffed until I got outside. I tried my best to ignore them, hailing a cab and checking my phone. I kept a pleasant expression on my face, the British press has already went after me for me having mega RBF. "B*tch-Faced Beau" I think I was dubbed.

I had successfully hailed down a cab and got in, slamming the door behind me. I wanted the paps to know I am not interested in playing with them.

After telling the driver where I was going, I sat back and texted with Harry.

What bar? I've become somewhat of a local, you know. ;) -H

Oh have you? You'll have to show me around some time. And  some gay bar he's taking me to. He's not looking for anyone to meet, just a lot more fun there without men hitting on me. lol. -B

That's true. I'm going to go to bed soon. Lots of work tmrw for Sentebale. Have fun and be careful. I love you. -H

Thank you and I will. I love you too. Sleep well. I'll text you when I get home. <3 -B

Once we were done texting, the cab was nearing my stop.

I paid the driver and got out of the car, being met with flashes of cameras.

Not again, I thought.

I put a small smile on my face while I scanned the crowd for Timothy.

I eventually saw him and smiled in recognition.

"Hey!" I said once I was close enough.

That cameras were still flashing but I was doing my best to ignore them. I was hoping that Tim would too.

"Hi, you look great!" he said and gave me a small hug.

"Thank you! You do too!"

We made small talk as we tried to get inside. Weaving through the crowds of photographers was making the task difficult.

We eventually made it into the bar with the door slamming behind us. A security guard/bouncer dude stood at the front door so there wouldn't be any flashing cameras coming in here unless they were going to behave.

I sighed when we entered. Going to a bar gave me a sense of normalcy. It had been a long time since I had went on a night out or to a bar.

As we were on our way to the actual bar I spotted one of my friends from Los Angles, Jonathan Van Ness. I had went to his salon back in California for a long time, but when I moved to NYC after the divorce we had lost touch.

"Hey, I'll be back. Going to say hi to a friend." I nudged Tim and told him.

He nodded and said he would go ahead and order us our drinks.

I walked over to Jonathan's table and tapped him on the shoulder.

He turned around and gasped.

"Beau, what're you doing here?!" he immediately got up and pulled me into a hug.

I wrapped my arms around him and smiled. He felt like a piece of my life back in California.

"I'm here with a friend from work! What're you doing here? I thought you were still out in California?" I pulled back to look up at him.

"I just moved back here! I got a job offer at a really great salon! I was going to call you soon!" he lowered his voice. "How's your boyfriend?"

"Harry? Oh, he's great! Just busy with a lot of work stuff." I smiled.

"He seems like a keeper, Beau. Much better than you know who." he rolled his eyes.

I knew he was referring to Jesse and I chuckled. Jonathan had started to see the writing on the wall with Jesse a lot earlier than I had.

"I think so too. Are you doing hair already? I think I'm overdue for some hair!" I asked.

"I am! Text me tomorrow and I'll get you in soon! Plus we are long overdue for a gossip sesh." he said.

"Ugh, of course! I'll get in touch soon! I better get back to my friend." I hugged him one last time.

"I'll see you later, honey!" he said after we hugged.

I smiled and walked back to Tim, who was sitting at the bar with two drinks.

"Hi, sorry, I'm back." I said as I sat down.

"No problem, went ahead and got us drinks. Who was that?" he said as he slid over a glass of dark red wine to me.

"Oh, just a friend from California. He was my hairdresser. His name is Jonathan." I said.

He nodded his head.

"How's your husband?" I asked him.

"He's good. He's always so busy with work, which is fine because I am too." Tim laughed.

I had only met Tim's husband once before, his name was Anthony. He stopped by the office once and was super nice.

"Maybe when you guys are both free we can double date? Whenever Harry's in town?" I asked.

"Oh that sounds great! We will have to do that!" he kept glancing around the room.

"Are you okay?" I asked, trying to gain eye contact.

"Um, yeah. I guess I'm just shook up by all the paparazzi." he admitted.

He didn't really meet my eyes when he said that, which put me a bit on edge. Harry had taught me that a lot of people, even if you're close to them, will sell you out to the press for some quick cash.

I took a sip of my wine, locking my eyes on him over the rim of the glass. He was making me suspicious and I didn't like it. I was getting this uneasy feeling in my stomach. Like when you know something bad is going to happen soon, but you just don't know what that bad thing is? That feeling.

"Are you expecting anyone?" I asked.

"No, of course not Beau. I'm just not used to paparazzi, let alone the magnitude of them." he said and finally looked me in the eye. "They were all so close and loud. I don't know how anyone could be a pap."

I raised my eyebrow at him, almost in questioning him.

"Beau, I promise I'm okay. Just wasn't expecting them to be here. You have to give me some time to get used to these types of things." he reached over and squeezed my hand.

I sighed and smiled.

"I know, I'm sorry. It's just, being with Harry has made me so on edge you know?" I said.

He nodded.

"Like, I always have my guard up, especially in public. You never know who's doing what or who knows who." I shrugged.

"Yeah, I get it." he said. "Oh my God, how did I forget to tell you this?"

"Tell me what?" I asked as he was doing something on his phone.

"Jesse posted this picture on Instagram. Shirtless, all brown and glorious. Even captioned it "HeartBreak"." Tim said as he gave me his phone.

"What?" I said.

My jaw dropped at the sight of the post.

Of course he did this.

I was aware there was a lot of talk going on back in Los Angeles about my relationship with Harry, and I knew all this talk had gotten back to Jesse. One of my best friends, Camilla, had told me the situation and what the word on the street was.

Los Angeles was just one big gossip mill.

But to stir something in the media, or to stir something in me, is what Jesse was doing. I know he knew what posting a picture like that would do. I know how he works. He would always push my buttons to get a rise out of me.

"Beau?" Tim said, breaking me out of my angry daze.

"Huh?" I said. "Oh, sorry. Here's your phone."

"Why would he do that?" Tim asked.

"He's doing things like this to get a rise out of me. To get a reaction." I said, taking a long gulp.

My drink started making me feel more relaxed, a good thing since I was getting bothered by Jesse.

"Do you think he wants to get back together with you?" he asked me.

"I have no idea. We aren't getting back together though. Ever." I said. "I'm with Harry. And him and I have a real future together. A life we could build together. Something that never happened with Jesse."

"Are those wedding bells I hear?" Tim hummed the wedding march.

"No, I mean, maybe. But not right now. We haven't even met each other's families." I shrugged.

"I thought you met Will and Kate?"

"Yeah, but that's it. I've never met his father and stepmother, grandparents, cousins, aunts and uncles. And he hasn't met mine."

"You have a really big family."

"Yeah. But we all get together for the holidays at the Kennedy Compound in Massachusetts."

"Ah, I see."

"We're actually going there for the Fourth of July, he's going to spend it with us. How cute is that? His first Fourth of July!" I laughed.

My heart warmed at the thought of Harry being with my family.

"Awe, I'm sure it'll be great!" Tim finished off his drink and ordered us more.

We thanked the bartender and went back to our conversation.

"And, don't tell anyone this, I'm going to one of his polo matches." I said.

"Oh wow, when?"

"Next time I'm in England. I'm going in a few days."

"That's awesome. Do you think his friends and stuff will accept you?" Tim asked me.

"I assume they will. Why wouldn't they?"

"Honey, England is a completely different world. Aristocratic circles, vicious tabloids and paps, and the like." Tim said. "They might not welcome you with open arms, you being American and all."

"I think I can hold my own." I scoffed.

"It's just a warning."

"Do you see us together for the long term? Harry and I?" I asked.

"Beau," Tim began.

"No, honestly. Yes or no."

"Okay. Here's how I see it and how it looks. You, Ms. Beau Kennedy, are basically American Royalty, as the Kennedys are called. So when you divorced your hunk of a ex-husband, all eyes were on you. Kennedys garner a lot of media attention, especially if they're close with anyone famous. As you are. So when you, American Royalty, began seeing an actual legitimate prince, British Royalty, it caused a lot of attention on the both of you." he explained.

"Okay?"

"I'm not done. But the thing is, even though you are basically bred to be a Prince's wife, they aren't all going to accept you over there. Especially in that family. You're a woman with an unusual job, your family is highly political, you're divorced, you're American, the list goes on."

"I don't think any of that matters though." I said.

"Maybe not to you and Harry. But you wait and see. I think you and Harry could make it work but this would be the hardest job of your life." he said. "They will tear you to shreds, Beau."

I should've never asked.

"Well, I think we can make it. I know we will. I really think this is true love, Tim."

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Ah, Beau. Her head always in the clouds when it comes to Harry, her one true love she believes. But not everything is going to be smooth sailing for our happy couple. A smooth sea never makes for a skilled sailor, they say.

Did you like this chapter? Let me know in the comments! Tell me your thoughts and stuff. <3

Also, do you like the addition of Jonathan Van Ness (from Queer Eye)? I love him so much in real life that I thought I would add him in somewhere in here!

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Chapter 18 - Snap Back to Reality

"Home sweet home." I sighed as I closed my door behind me.

I was finally back in New York after a very long trip back from Botswana.

I set my bag down by the door and decided to shower. Airplanes always made me feel gross.

I plugged my phone in on my nightstand and decided to text Timothy. He was keeping Peach and I wanted him to know I was home and would be over soon to pick him up. I missed my pup.

I didn't bother waiting for a response. I laid some clothes out on my bed for after my shower and headed into the bathroom.

After undressing, I turned the water on to heat up and I grabbed some towels while I waited.

Once the temperature was to my liking, which was boiling hot, I stepped in and pulled the shower curtain with me.

The water ran over my body and I let it relax my tense muscles. I had started to become very anxious and tense anytime I was in public and it made my back and neck hurt.

I went about my quick shower routine. Washing and conditioning my hair, washing myself, and a quick shave before I turned the water off and got out.

I dried myself quickly before I wrapped the towel around me and decided I was going to get myself some water.

I walked out of my bathroom, through the bedroom, and into the main part of my house when I shrieked when I saw someone on my couch.

"It's just me! It's just me!!" Timothy stood up from where he was sitting.

He was definitely not supposed to be there right now and I was almost for certain I had locked my door.

"What on earth are you doing here?!? You almost gave me a heart attack!!" I exclaimed. I clutched my towel tighter to my chest considering I almost lost it when I saw him there.

"I texted you and told you I was actually close by so I would just bring the dog back to you so you wouldn't have to go out again. Promise!"

I breathed out.

"And I gave you a key didn't I?" I put my hand to my face and rubbed my eyes.

"Yes. And I am now giving it back to you." he reached into his pocket and took it from his keys and placed it on the coffee table. "Didn't mean to scare you, just thought you had seen my text."

"It's okay. I'm just so on edge lately with all the paparazzi and everything." I explained.

I saw Peach laying in his bed in the living room and smiled.

"I understand. Did you have a nice time with your prince?" he asked me.

"We had a great time. And stop calling him that." I went into my kitchen and got myself a glass of water. "We're getting really serious."

"Really? What makes you say that?"

"He told me he wanted to marry me." I breathed out and smiled.

"What'd you say?"

"I said I wanted to marry him too!" I said, thinking that was an obvious answer.

"Beau, are you engaged?!" he sucked in a deep breath.

"No of course not. We were just confirming to each other that we want to be together forever." I shrugged.

"That's very nice. But I've told you this once and I will continue to until I think you understand the severity of this: Those paparazzi and reporters are absolutely ruthless and they will eat you alive. And once word gets out about how serious you and Harry are, you will never trust anyone ever. Not even your closest friends. You don't know what you're getting yourself into." Tim said.

"I'll be fine. And what does it matter to you? Why can't you just be happy for me?" I crossed my arms.

This was so typical of Tim. He always seemed like he was super interested in my relationship and happy for me but then he always said something like that.

"I am. You just need to be careful." he said.

"I am careful, thank you. And I think you're forgetting that I'm a fully trained FBI agent. I can take care of myself."

"It's just a warning. I'm not trying to rain on your love parade. Just trying to let you know what could happen."

"I think I'm going to go to sleep for a bit. I'm super jet lagged. So thank you for bringing Peach over, I appreciate it." I said, hoping he would get the hint and leave.

"No problem. I'll see you back at work soon?" he walked over to the door.

"Yeah, tomorrow."

"Okay, see you then. Bye." he walked out of the door.

I locked the door behind him and rolled my eyes.

I tried to shake off the frustration while I got dressed.

I climbed into my bed and burrowed under the covers with Peach.

Eventually I drifted off into a deep sleep.

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*The Next Day*

My alarm was blaring throughout my quite house.

I huffed and reached over to my nightstand where it sat.

The noise woke Peach up and he started barking. Back to the same old morning routine.

"Calm down, boy." I comforted him.

I was going back to work today. Ever since I was moved from field work to a desk job, I have been sitting at a desk and having some days I could just work from home. I was going to talk to my boss today about switching to complete work from home.

It would just be better for everyone at the end of the day. No more pictures of me going to work, no disturbances, less trouble for my bosses and coworkers.

I finally got up and started getting ready.

I got up and took a quick shower. I would get coffee on the way.

Once I got out of the shower, I dried my hair and straightened it, did some very light makeup (just enough to keep my brows under control and to cover my eye bags), and pulled on some work clothes. I decided to wear a nice black blouse with a gray skirt.

I rushed around my apartment getting my things together.

I had my work bag, my computer, my phone, my work heels that I would change into right before I walked into work. (I'm not walking the short distance to my work in heels. My slides will do.)

I threw a granola bar into my bag as well.

I petted Peach a goodbye and locked the door behind me.

I rushed down my building and out onto the street. It was still very early and dark out so I was walking. Not many people would be able to see who I was unless they were super close. Plus I'd always rather walk in New York than take a cab.

I stopped in the bathroom of the lobby of my office's building and swapped my shoes. Back to the daily grind.

I left the bathroom and went to the elevator and pushed the button of the floor I needed to go to.

I started tapping my foot anxiously. I love my job and would do just about anything they asked of me. I've worked very hard my entire career. Managing to put myself through school and earn two doctorates was no easy feat so for me to be stepping back was a big deal. I was afraid of how my coworkers would view me once they knew.

The elevator dinged and opened to my floor. I stepped out and walked over to my desk.

I smiled at my peers as I passed them.

I pulled my computer and phone out of my bag and put them in my desk drawer, then I was off to the break room to make myself a cup of coffee.

I said some hellos as I walked passed their desks and in the break room.

After making my coffee, I went down to the floor my boss was on. I was hoping this would go well and that he was in a good mood. There have been many times when he just wasn't satisfied with the way someone did something and they were fired then and there. I was praying this wasn't the case.

I'm not super religious, but at this moment, I was praying and wishing I had my rosary with me.

I ran into him before I even reached his office door.

"Kennedy! You're back! How was the trip?" he asked me. He seemed genuinely happy to see me, so he will be either very agreeable to me moving to work from home or very mad at the thought of me working from home.

"It was great, sir! Thank you for asking." I smiled back.

"Good, glad to hear that."

"I was coming down here to talk to you, actually. If you don't mind, of course." I ran my hand through my hair, most likely a coping mechanism as I was so nervous.

"Sure, step into my office." he said and opened the door for me.

We went in and sat down. He at his desk and me across from him.

"What is it you wanted to talk about?" he put his reading glasses on and started flipping through the many files that littered his desk.

"I have been doing some hard thinking about this. My being here has caused many problems. For you and the whole building. And I can't, in good conscious, continue to come here and cause a ruckus." I started.

"What are you trying to get at, Kennedy?" he interrupted. Shoot.

"I think it's best for me to continue my work at home."

"What?!"

"Sir, I've became too much of an interruption. But I love my job. I will do any job I can here. I want to continue working under the FBI but I think it's best if it's not here." I wanted the floor to swallow me up. I hated even having this talk with him.

He took a deep breath.

"You just play such an important role here. But I understand the cause for concern. And I agree that having so much press and so many paparazzis here all the time is not good. I just want you to understand how important you are to us, and if you're sure this is the right decision." he said.

"I've thought about it for a while. And I feel like it's the right thing to do. Especially with where I am at in my relationship with Harry."

"Things are getting serious, I assume?" he sort of laughed.

"Yes, sir. Sort of. Just the road we are on has lead me to think this is the best course of action. If him and I don't work out, I'll come back if the media dies down or get a new job somewhere else." I told him.

"I'll allow it. You working from home. Most of your work is on a computer anyways. You've been kinda pushed into research, anyways." he told me. "You can start that tomorrow."

"Thank you. I really appreciate this. I truly just want whats best for the Bureau."

"I know, Kennedy."

"I'll leave now, but thank you for talking with me. I really appreciate it." I said as I stood to leave.

I walked out of his office and sighed.

I began my walk over to the elevator.

"Hey! Beau!" I heard Timothy call.

I turned around and headed over to where he was walking towards me.

"Hey, how're you?" I said.

"I'm fine, what're you doing down here? I saw you leave the boss's office?" he crossed his arms over his chest.

"I needed to talk to him."

"Why?" he asked.

"I'm, uh, I'm going to start working from home actually."

"Why?"

I hated that he was prying. He was a great work friend but as time went on with dating Harry, I've become increasingly private.

"Well, I've thought about it and I think it's best. I can't let the media and stuff keep hounding this building. It isn't fair to any of you." I shrugged.

"I get it. I'm sorry you had to do this." he said and rubbed my arm.

"It is what it is."

"Do you wanna go out for drinks tonight? Might make you feel better." he asked.

"Yeah, that sounds nice. Thanks." I tried to smile.

"Okay, I'll see you later? I'll text you where and when." he said.

"Sounds good. I'll see you later." I smiled and walked off.

As I was in the elevator, I sighed again. If working from home would help prevent some press about me, I would be happy.

Author's Note:

Another chapter! Thank you for reading! The Beau and Jesse book is coming soon! I will let you know when I have it up!

Another thing I wanted to tell you all. I think I am going to be posting "articles" from "tabloids" about Beau and Harry. (These are obviously made up) So you may get a few of those in between chapters if I can get them done. Remember that Lily Collins is the face claim for Beau Kennedy but picture anyone you want!!! (I will also be using pictures of Meghan Markle (The Duchess of Sussex <3) when I need to since there are some pics of her and Harry together. That's a lot easier than trying to photo shop Lily in there!) The first one of these will be published next!

Is anyone putting anything together? Having any predictions about things?

School has been kicking my butt, but I have had many more opportunities to be working on my writing, so hopefully once I get into a better schedule, things can be more regular.

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Chapter 17 - Pillowtalk

"My mother would've really loved you."

My heart warmed at his words. Harry saying something like that was big. I already knew we were serious but the confirmation was always nice.

I pulled my body away from him just a little bit so I could look up at him.

"I love you." I said. "So much."

"I love you too." he said back.

He dipped his head to my level and kissed me.

We stood there kissing for a while before Harry reached down and grabbed the back of my thighs. I let him help me wrap myself around his waist before he wrapped his arms back around me and walked back into our campsite.

He laid both of us on the bed before sitting up tugging his shirt off, smiling and giggling at me before leaning back down.

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After some much needed time "together" we rested our heads on the fluffy pillows that lay at the top of the bed and tried to catch our breath.

We looked over at each other and couldn't help but smile and sigh. Being together, completely alone, was my favorite place to be.

"That was nice." Harry said, rolling onto his side to face me.

"Mm, it was." I let out a yawn.

"I love you." he said.

"I love you too." I leaned over and pecked his lips. "Thank you for bringing me here."

"You've already said that."

"Yeah, I know. But still. I know this is a very personal place for you and you didn't have to let me into this part of your life." I shrugged.

"Of course I did."

"Why?"

"Because I love you. And I want to be with you for the rest of my life."

That was a very big statement. Not that I didn't feel that way too.

"Was that too much?" he quickly said.

"Of course not. I want to be with you forever too."

"Okay. You just went all silent and it scared me."

I sighed a little and smiled.

"I know. Wasn't trying to scare you but.." I stopped for a moment, trying to pull my thoughts together. I felt light headed and butterflies swarmed my stomach.

"But what?" Harry tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear.

"I've never felt this way before. Like truly never felt this way." I admitted.

"What way?"

I love Harry to death but he's still a man. And men can be really oblivious sometimes.

"I've just never loved someone like I love you." I said. "And no one has ever loved me like you love me."

Harry grinned and kissed me.

"I'm going to marry you someday." he said against my lips.

He sat back in bed and a smile played on his lips.

"I look forward to it." I couldn't help the smile that was on my face.

We laid in silence for a little bit. Enjoying the quiet and the intimacy of the moment.

I eventually looked to him.

"Are you excited to meet my family?" I asked him, trying to snuggle deeper under the covers.

"Yes. Are you?" he asked me.

"I am. They are all very important to me. So it's important for you to meet them." I explained.

"Tell me about them."

"You already know everything." I laughed. There wasn't much he didn't know.

"I know, but tell me what they're like. Like your parents."

"Huh. Well, they're divorced but you already know that. My father is very political, as are my brothers. So by proxy, I can be quite political. But you know that." I laughed.

"What were you like as a child?" he asked.

I thought for a moment.

"My parents' always had me and my brothers in things. Swim lessons, school activities, horse back riding, tennis, music lessons, you name it and I was probably in it." I shook my head. "I was even head of the debate team and played the violin."

"There's no way you play the violin." Harry laughed like he couldn't believe it.

"I did! I'll prove it to you one day." I laughed and poked his bare shoulder.

"Sorry, just can't imagine you playing a violin." he leaned back and put his arms behind his head.

"Well what about you? Any childhood hobbies I don't know about?" I sat up and cris-crossed my legs, pulling on a tshirt and underwear before doing so because modesty after all.

"I played rugby. Polo. Went hunting. I was mainly in the fishbowl of Kensington Palace but my mother tried to keep things as normal as possible. Even went to Disney World once." he smiled at the memory.

"When did you go to Disney World?"

"1993." he responded.

"No way, I went that year too!" I smiled. "Maybe we were there at the same time."

"Maybe so."

A moment went by and Harry spoke again.

"So when I get back to England, I have this big charity polo match. I talked to my father and he gave me the okay. So would you come to my polo match? Only if you want to." Harry asked.

"Of course I would. I work from my computer now so it's not an issue." I smiled.

I laid back down next to him and we kissed for a few moments before we pulled apart both of us breathless.

"I never want to leave. I just want to be with you." Harry admitted.

"Me too. I feel like we are the only two people in the world."

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Hi guys! Sorry this chapter is kinda just a filler chapter until we can get to some other things.

Again, really sorry the updates have been slow :( I had been preparing for college which was a lot of work but things have finally settled down and hopefully for good. (Not to say there won't be times that chapters are late but you get what I'm saying.) I am on my computer a whole lot more since both of my classes are online (I'm taking Sociology and Criminal Justice!) so I have been writing on multiple things in between doing assignments.

Please let me know if you would like the Beau+Jesse story so I could go ahead and get that switched over and going! I would love to write it, mainly because I love Jesse Williams, but I think having a whole book for them would give some amazing backstory for the both of them and explain why Beau is the way she is, why she will make certain choices later in the book or not, things she tells Harry, etc.

ALSO, I just want to say I have missed you guys and I really appreciate every single reader and vote and comment. You have no idea how much it means to me.

Like I said, I am working on some other stories about some other shows, a few things about Harry Styles, so keep your eyes peeled! Let me know if there is anything certain you would like me to write about and I can look into it!

Thanks for reading and see you in the next chapter! <3

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A Peak Into Beau’s Apartment

Hi guys! I thought this would be a nice chapter make. It’s what I think Beau’s apartment would look like. Enjoy❤️

This is the outside of her apartment building.

This is the floor plan. I think it’s really cute and cozy.

The next things are just some things I think she (and Peach the dog) has in her place.