Love Royale- Danny Jones love story.
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Chapter 1-The party.
"Laney, hurry up. China is here already. Come on," my mother shouted from outside of the bathroom door. It was my birthday today, and my family decided to make me a party I didn't want...supposedly they have a surprise for me. Knowing them...its going to be embarrassing.
"I didn't want this stupid party mum. AND I'M NOT GOING OUT IN THIS HORRID DRESS. Why can't I just wear my normal jeans and T-shirt?" I shouted back. I never disrespect my elders, I'm always polite and thoughtful, and I always obey orders...well sometimes. You see, being me, I can't actually have a normal life. I can't have normal friends that are not from France, or Italy, or spain, or Genovia, or...CHINA, for crying out loud. Being the Princess of England, isn't exactly the life I would have chosen for myself. All those snotty, princes are so full of themselves.
"Now now dear, just do it for us ok. It's your birthday. Your turning 20, thats exciting isn't it?" she asked.
"It can't be when you can't enjoy it," I growled, tugging on the neck of the dress I was forced to wear.
"Laney, we're doing it for your own good. Its dangerous," she informed me, while mouthed everything she was saying.
If you still haven't figured it out...my mother is Elizabeth Windsor. 84 years old woman. Can you believe my mother and father still had something to shoot at the age of 64. Hard to believe...ok, you still haven't gotten it...My mother is Queen Elizabeth II. The daughter of King George VI. My family always tried to tell me about the past of royalty...but I kinda got lost after Queen Elizabeth I's reign...Elizabeth Tudor, Queen Elizabeth I, Daughter of King Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn. So does that mean I'm not related to them?
"Yes, yes, I know...thats what they all say...thats why the dutchess went mad," I shouted.
"Good to know you've been doing your history,"
"Actually I saw the movie," I laughed.
"Come on, get out of there," she banged on the door. I sighed and slowly opened the restroom door.
"OOOOoh look at you, you look like such a lady," she pinched my cheeks. I shooed her hands away.
" Mum, I know your old and all but I would have thought you've gotten the drift of the cheek pinching," I told her. She scoffed.
"Bite your tongue. I am still young and beautiful...your father always seems to think so," she looked down and smiled widely. I made a discusted face.
"What you and Dad do, is yours only, don't go sharing it with me," I put my hands up in protest.
"Sorry, ok, come on," she turned and walked out. I tugged on my dress.
"Fucking hate this," I muttered and walked out.
I entered the courtyard and saw a lot of people. I saw horses, mimes, clowns, bands, queens, princess, princesses, kings, senators, and such. RIDES...SERIOUSLY. They got me rides to. When can I have a normal birthday party?
I sighed and walked farther into the courtyard.
"Princess Laney, happy birthday. It's a splendid party," the king of Genovia greeted me. I forced a smile and said my thank you, and walked away.
"Laney, darling, why don't you go greet china, ok? Your surprise will be ready in a bit," mum pointed out to china. I nodded. I couldn't even take two steps without someone coming up to me and greet me. By the 13th person that had done that, I ran toward the garden to hide. It used to be my escape when I was a kid. I used to imagine little movie clips in my head. Like me meeting McFly, and Danny Jones or Dougie Poynter to fall in love with me. Silly I know. I looked around the garden, walking towards my spot, to see if anyone was watching. The guard was standing on the other side and spotted me.
"Princess, shouldn't you be at the party?" he asked.
"Um yes. But um, Mum, told me to tell you...we...ranoutofcheese. Yes, um she was wondering if you could go get some?" I smiled.
"Yes ma'am," he nodded, and responded in his strong British voice. He disappears and I run to what was left of space towards my spot, until I run into someone.
"OW!" I placed my hand on my forehead where I felt it burn.
"Ow, I'm sorry. So sorry," I heard a guys voice, rather familiar.
"It's ok, I wasn't looking," I mentioned. I looked at the guy I had bumped into, and with shock, I noticed the familiar curly haired, blue eyed guy. He looked at me and stared.
Oh god, he knows who I am...
I gulped loudly.
"What?" I managed to say. Get a hold of yourself Laney.
"Has god sent you down for me...because you are one beautiful angel," he breathed out. I laughed.
"I think you have that pick up line wrong," I smiled. He looked up at the air, in thought.
"Ah, who cares you know what I meant," he shrugged. There was a silence between us.
"So what are you doing back here?" we ended up asking in unison. We laughed at our accident.
"Um well my band and I are playing for the princess," he chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck.
Yes...he doesn't know who I am, thank god.
"Ahhhh," I nodded slowly.
"What about you, your planning to crash the party or...jack the queen?" he smiled.
"Something like that," I bit my bottom lip.
"Well which one?" he chuckled.
"Crashing the party," I smirked. He laughed.
"I'm Danny," he extended his arm.
"I know," I took his hand.
"Well..." he continued to shake my hand.
"Well What?" I rose my brow.
"Do you have a name?" he didn't let go of my hand.
"Yea..." I smiled. "It's Brooke,"
"Brooke? Huh, strange name," he scrunched his face.
I scoffed, still smiling.
"In a good way...like, you've never heard it before...um like...it's unique," he defended himself.
"I know...I was just playing around," I smiled widely. He smiled at me.
Oh my god.
"So seriously, what are you doing back here?"
I looked down at our hands, still holding.
"I uh," I chuckled. Our hands released. "I'm crashing the party,"
"Really? I thought you were kidding,"
"Nope,"
"Are you a friend of the royal family?"
"Something close to that,"
"Cool,"
"LANEY...LANEY, DEAR," I heard my mum shout. I chuckled nervously.
"I have to go," my eyes widened softly.
"Wha-but,"
"It was nice meeting you...bye," I ran out.
"LANEY...LANE-,"
"Yes mother?" I cut her off.
"There you are...where did you run off too?"
"I just needed some air,"
"Well come on, your surprise is ready...I'm sure your going to love it," she giggled, like a little girl.
"Ok," I walked beside her.
"Let's get those leaves out of your hair first," she pulled twigs and leaves out.
(Danny's POV)
"Mate, mate, I just met this really cool girl," I told Dougie, causing him too turn to me.
"Really, is she cute?" he smiled.
"Yea she is," I chuckled.
"Well, who is the bird?"
"Her name is Broo-,"
"Danny mate, there you are. We're bout to go on," Tom cut me off.
"Alright," I said. "I'll tell you later," I informed Dougie, with a big smile on my face.
"GIVE IT UP FOR MCFLY," the announcer shouted. We ran up stage, waving at everyone. I spotted Brooke, and waved at her. We held our instruments up, and walked up to our spots.
"How are ya'll feelin?" Tom shouted. Everyone cheered, even the elderly.
"One, two, one, two, three," I started. We began to play the beginning of "Five colours".
"DO-DO-DODO-DO-DO. DO-DO-DODO-DO-DO. DO-DO-DODO-DO-DO...SHE'S GOT A LIP RING AND FIVE COLOURS IN HER HAIR. NOT INTO FASHION BUT I LOVE THE CLOTHES SHE WEARS. HER TATOOS ALWAYS HIDDEN BY HER UNDERWEAR BUT SHE DON'T CAAAAARE," we finished the song, and the announcer came back up.
"Alright, Let's here it for the McFly boys again, we would like to thank the queen for huge special gift to her daughter...princess Laney Brooke Windsor. Will you please come up?" the announcer offered. We saw the queen move towards the stage. Brooke was right behind her.
Haha, I'm guessing this is her plan to crash.
They came up to the stage. They stood in front of us facing the guest. The queen wrapped her arm around Brooke's shoulders.
"Come on everybody let's wish Laney a happy 20th birthday," the announcer shouted. Everyone began to sing happy birthday, except for me...I was in shock.
"Hey whats wrong Danny, you look like as if you've seen a ghost?" Dougie chuckled, patting me in the back. I continued to stare at Brooke...no...Laney...no...PRINCESS Laney.
"Hey stop staring so hard at the bird. She might fall off the stage," he chuckled.
"Tha...thats her," I pointed. Dougie's eyes widened and he quickly pushed my hand down.
"What, she's the girl?" he whispered. I nodded. The song finished and the queen and Princess turned to face us.
"Dear, I hope you liked your surprise. I know how big of a fan you are to McFly," the queen reminded her.
(Normal POV)
"Well I'm sure you know them, Tom" she motioned to Tom, who extended his arm. I took it and shook it.
"Happy birthday Princess Laney," he bowed, then straightened up.
I moved down to Harry.
"Happy birthday Princesslaney," he said covering his mouth, hiding his laugh, as he sped through the last two words of his sentence.
I giggled and moved farther down to Dougie.
"mmm-mm vrrrmm grrmmmem mhhhmghhnhmmhm," was all I understood Dougie say. I smiled, as he blushed in embarrassment.
Then I got down to Danny. He put his arm out and I took it. His eyes showed shock.
"Ha-happy b-birthday...Princess Laney," he managed. I smiled at him, but he turned away. My smile faded.
"Thank you all for coming," my mother, informed them.
"Yes, this was a wonderful surprise...thank you mum," I turned to her and hugged her.
"Your welcome dear," she smiled and turned to the crowd.
"Well, we'll let the boys finish playing, you all enjoy the party," she announced. We walked off stage. I looked back at Danny. He stares at me.
"ALRIGHT IS EVERYONE READY TO PAAAAARTTTTTYYY?" Tom shouted.
Danny looked at me one last time, his voice followed his movement.
"Y-yea, I WANT YOU TO GIVE IT UP FOR PRINCESS...LA-NEY OVER HERE, SHOW HER HOW MUCH YOU APPRECIATE HER INVITING YOU," He shouted. Everyone cheered.
"Pretty sure she's a heart breaker huh?" Danny looked at me and smirked. What the hell is he playing at?
"YEA SHE IS," Jack, one of my ex boy friends, shouted.
"You use to date her, my man?" Danny gave a nod to Jack.
"Yea, whats it to you?" Jack asked, pissed off. You see Jack WAS my boyfriend. Emphazise on the was. He is the prince of England. You know how there is always another, well he was the other. Stuck up like the rest of them. Yep, I dated a fair amount of princess in my day.
"Nothing, just asking," he chuckled.
"ALLRIGHT THEN LETS GET THIS PARTY GOING," Tom interrupted the discussion.
They played a few songs then took a break. I was walking around, until I felt someone tug my arm.
"Hey," I heard a familiar voice. I turn around and see non other than Danny.
"Hi," I smiled.
"Why didn't you tell me you were the princess?" he looked at into my eyes.
"You didn't ask," I bit my bottom lip. He walked closer.
"Well...why couldn't you just tell me?" we were centimeters apart.
"I thought it be fun to make you find out yourself," I giggled, looking up at him. He got closer.
"How do you know I didn't know already?" his lips were getting closer to mine.
"YOu wouldn't have acted...the...way...you...do," our lips brushed.
"Ahem, hello princess," Tom interrupted. We both turned to him.
"Please do excuse him, he's had a little to much bubbly," Tom patted Danny on the back.
"It's ok, and please...call me Laney," I giggled. We started to have a nice conversation. Danny explained to Tom what had happened earlier. Tom was kind of ok with it. Later Dougie and Harry joined us and we started having some drinks.
"Grrr. Stupid dress, god," I growled, tugging at the dress. I had been complaining about it for the past 20 minutes.
"Well then...why don't you...uh...take it off," he chuckles. I mimick his naughty humor and punch him. Normally I would care about hurting him, but hey...I'm drunk so, why do I care.
Danny jumps at my hit, grabs his arm, and drops his jaw in pain. The guys laugh.
"I still don't see how your a princess," Dougie remarks through his laughter.
"What do you mean?" I ask, taking a sip of my champane.
"You like to board. You like video games. YOu play guitar, and apparantly you hit strongly," he chuckled.
"What did you expect...stuck up snotty bitch, into fashion and shit?" I remarked, reaching out for Danny's beer.
"Yea," they all said in unison. I grabbed Danny's bottle.
He looked at me and scoffed dramatically, in a joking manner. The bottle touched my lips and I took a sip of his heiniken, with a grimly smile on my face. I put the bottle down.
"Well I'm not," I lifted my brows. The beer bottles and champagne glasses glistened with courtyard lights and the moon shining down on us. I stood up.
"I'm glad for that," Dougie chuckled. I blushed.
"I'm gonna go change," I left and changed into some PJ's, then went back outside. We started telling stories about funny memories. The party had ended at three in the morning.
"Well thanks for the good time guys," I hugged them.
"What, it was your party," Tom laughed.
"Oh right," I smacked myself lightly and laughed.
"Well see ya later," Harry said, and they stumbled down the road to their car.
I went up to my room and got my bed ready.
"Night darling," Mum came inside and kissed my forehead.
"Night mum," I laid down and sighed. I held back a cheer of joy, and smiled WIDELY.
"That was one hell of a party," I said to myself. Wonder when I can see them again? Tomorrow will be dangerous. I laughed to myself.
Well hope you liked it -Evy.