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PRINCE P.O.V.
"Were here!" I alisema happily looking over at Elle. She already fell sound asleep. I walked around the car, undid the seatbelt and lifted her up. I carried her to Paris' room and put her on the spare bed. I thought it would be awkward if she slept in my room.
"Oh my god! What happened?!" Paris exclaimed as she saw Elle's bruises and blood.
"Shhh!" I snapped at Paris. "She just fell asleep!" I told her the whole story.
"Poor Elle." She said.
"Tell me if she wakes up. I'll be in my room." I alisema to Paris as I walked out of the room. I couldn't look at Elle like that anymore. It made me sick to my stomach to see her in pain. I layed in my bed, not being able to fall asleep. I kept on thinking about what would have happened if I came earlier. She wouldn't be so hurt. Eventually, I dozed off into a light sleep, only to be woken up to my bedroom door being opened.
"Prince?" Elle whispered. She sniffed, indicating that she'd been crying.
"Elle?" I replied sitting up.
"I'm scared. I only feel salama around you." She admitted, making me blush in the dark. The moonlight illuminated her silhouette. I lifted the covers and motioned her to come over. She layed down.
"Thank you." She replied, kissing me on the cheek. I hugged her back, and we fell asleep that way, salama and sound, and cuddling.
The inayofuata morning I woke up confused. Elle told me she loved that Travis jerk, but why did she want to come over to my kitanda last night? I finally stood up when Elle got out of the bed.
"Oops. Sorry to wake you." She alisema as she turned around.
"It's fine." I told her softly as I got up, too. "How do wewe feel?" I added.
"Better."
We spent the rest of the siku swimming and watching movies, getting that Travis guy off of her mind. We watched The Dark Knight until midnight when it finished in my room. The final credits rolled and I walked over to turn it off. Elle and I both got into kitanda and just layed there talking for a while.
"Prince?" Elle asked when everything went quiet.
"Hmm?" I replied looking at her flawless skin. As soon as my eyes met hers, our lips touched. We kissed passionatly for a while. I rolled on juu of her as she took my shati off. I did the same to her. We took our pants off and started to... well... wewe know.
"Wait, Prince, wait." Elle gasped for air.
"What? Did I hurt you?" I replied getting off of her. She shook her head no. "Then what?" I panted.
"I don't know if we should be doing this." She exclaimed full of sorrow.
"Why not?" I asked, dissapointed. Everything was going so well. "Don't wewe trust me?"
"I do! I really do." She replied.
"Then what?!" I was getting frustrated. I had been waiting for so long to do this with her.
"I just don't think I can do this with someone that doesn't upendo me." She blurted out. I smiled and laughed a little.
"I still upendo you." I replied softly, removing the hands that were hiding her gorgeous face from my sight.
"You do?" She asked hopefully. I nodded my head.
"Of course. Do you?"
"Ye-" That's all I needed to hear. I interuppted her with a kiss. I rolled on juu of her again and we finished what we started.
The inayofuata afternoon, Elle insisted on me taking her back home.
"No, seriously, Prince. I don't want to impose anymore." She alisema grabbing some of her things and shoving them into a huge tote.
"Elle, your not imposing. It's fine, really." I replied taking the things out of her bag just as she put them in.
"Stop that!" She alisema laughing.
"Not until wewe stop."
"My parent's will be back in a couple of days. I'll be fine, don't worry."
"Fine." I replied putting on a pout, crossing my arms on my chest and then sitting on the edge of the kitanda like I was five.
"Awh. I'll only be gone for a little." Elle alisema sitting on my lap.
"Pwease, Elle?" I alisema in my little kids voice which probably isn't the best. She shook her head with a fake frown and kissed me. Just as I started to kiss back, we fell on the bed.
"No. Absolutely not now." She alisema getting up after a couple of minutes, laughing.
"Come on!" I pleaded again.
"Nope. Time to go home." She replied with a huge grin on her face. I sighed, got up, tracked my keys down and started to go down the stairs. Elle was getting her shoes on while thanking my grandma for everything.
"Child, please. It's fine. Your like family." Grandma Katherine replied hugging her.
"Alright! wewe ready?" I asked as grandma left the room.
"Mhmm." Elle alisema as she was half way out the door.
We both sat down and I started the car. I started to get a little sad as we pulled up infront of the huge house.
"Soo." I alisema awkwardly, looking at her.
"Bye." Elle opened the door and got out.
"Love you!" I yelled maybe too loud.
"LOVE wewe TOO!" She screamed, making fun of me as she shut the door.
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It was the night before my birthday, and I could absolutely not fall asleep. I was nervous but excited at the same time. Despite my insomnia, Prince had no trouble falling asleep. His snoring was filling the room. It was horrible. I think that was one of the reasons I couldn't fall asleep. I sighed. Whatever. I grabbed my book and turned the lamp on my side meza, jedwali on. Prince was a heavy sleeper, so he wouldn't mind. I started to read, every word making me zaidi drowsy then the other. Eventually I passed out while in the middle of a paragraph.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY...
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The reason that this is so late is because the lady who gave birth to me left her computer at her job for 3 weeks. I had written this ages ago, but it’s okay…No it’s not. But you’ll get over it.

“And how does that make wewe feel?” Paris asked Jaafar for the third time in a row

“It makes me feel like crap! I told wewe that a million times already.” Jaafar alisema frustrated. “How do wewe think it feels to be betrayed kwa your own cousin?”

“Jaafar, it was three weeks ago. GET OVER IT!”, Paris exclaimed

“Why would I? They were sleeping together!” Jaafar said

“You make it sound...
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