Forbidden Love

by DFT

Everyone has a past ... so does Charlotte ... and Pierre too. Mia's learns their past and how it's related ... very related. They see each other after the longest time, how painful is it when they see each other? And how deep will they and their loved ones dig through their past? Ps. this is my first Princess Diaries fanfic

11. Present day (Pierre's realization)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: HERE'S TO PIERRE! *cough* short chapter *cough*

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I OWN NOTHING

Pierre looked out the window with his arms crossed, the dinner announcement went wonderful they were all excited to have him back permanently but he could sense someone was still contemplating his return was a good thing, he didn't think Charlotte was there, he assumed she was already out of the palace … or was just avoiding him.

Pierre was lost in the stars and the darkness, he wanted to be genuinely happy for his family but it seemed unlikely. He let out a sigh, his heart felt broken just at the sight of Charlotte and the feeling just wouldn't shake off. He didn't know what to do with himself, he didn't want to stay in his suite, he felt trapped there, but as he was about to leave the window he saw a car leave the palace and he suddenly felt as if he wanted to go out. He grabbed his coat and sneaked out of his suite, on the way he past his mother and step-father's suite and heard Mia cry out "No … that's horrible!", he brushed it off assuming his mother was telling her a story about Parliament.

Pierre made his way to the garden then he reached the back of the garden, a large hedge. He looked around the hedge until he found a large hole that was unable to be seen by most people. He pushed past the hole and took a path he made for himself when he went to Church when he was forbidden at the time or when he went to see Charlotte (security would go crazy, for the first few times Philippe stalled for him but they soon found out and Joseph sometimes had to personally find him).

He found himself in the park, he started walking around the park until he found the path he and Charlotte use to take, he paused and wave of nostalgia came over him and he found himself walking it.

He stopped in front of the river, it was a beautiful night, he looked beside him sad to not see Charlotte. Then he imagined she was there, he reached to cup her cheek with his hand and leaned forward and closed his eyes. Suddenly his imagination was broken when he only felt the cold air on his lips. He dropped his hand and looked back out to the river, he had come to the river to understand his feeling and now he knew.

"I love you, Charlotte"