"So then he says, 'I'll do it', takes off his pants and runs around naked in Clarence House. Until, he of course, bumps into his father. Who clearly wasn't amused with all of it." Skippy explained, trying to explain to situation. Everyone was laughing and drinking, telling embarrassing stories. They were all sitting around in Evee's living room. "Best of all, his grandmother was coming, so his father had to tell him to hide. And he did, behind an old expensive statue. That thing has never been the same ever since."

Eveline laughed so hard, nearly spitting out her beer. She was sitting on Harry's lap with her arm around his neck. "Oh god. Seeing her grandson's crown jewels, the poor lady."

"No need to laugh to hard, we have plenty of stories about you!" Chloe spoke, everyone single of one her friends in the room agreeing.

"Look, that's for another time." Evee spoke, hoping they would shut up and move on with the truth or dare game.

"No. I want to hear." Harry grinned, pinching her ass in the process.

"Hun, I'll tell you all about it when they're gone." She spoke in a sweet voice, sipping her fourth wine. She was already feeling the buzz.

"See! She's lying! Her eye twitched! She ain't telling you nothing when we're gone! Always watch the eye Harry, tip number one!" Mathias spoke drunkenly, receiving a glare from Evee.

"Maybe you should tell him about that one time you gave me vodka instead of water when I specifically asked for water! And I was nearly in a coma!"

"Come on, you should've known it was vodka! Everyone did!"

"You poured it in a waterbottle and I was sixteen! And already very, very drunk! You put the bottle on my lip, chanting 'Drink drink drink drink'! Like it was somesort of a contest." Everyone laughed at their argument.

"It was funny though." Mathias shrugged, like it was no big deal.

"Funny my ass, my mom grounded me for a month!"

"You were already going out the next weekend! Your mom is like, the queen of all moms, she would never ground you."

"What is your mom like?" Harry spoke, being curious. Eveline once told him about her parents and their professions but they quickly moved to another subject.

Everyone single one of Evee's friends started shouting drunken rambles. "Amazing!" "Very funny." "A real sweetheart." "Lovely."

"Actually good looking!" Jared spoke a little too loudly.

"That's disgusting Jared."

"Evee, everyone knows it, you're mom is the definition of a milf." Fred intervened.

"Haha, look at this guy." Mathias spoke, "He would never say anything like that if your father was here, Evee."

Freddy shuddered, a few memories flashing back of the broad chested man, "No. Absolutely not. I am not ready to step in my grave just yet."

"Have you all met her parents then?" Harry looked a little confused and quite interested in them.

"They came last Christmas and met Chloe, Fred and Jared. Margot and Mathias know her because they basically lived at my place every weekend." Evee explained.

Mathias suddenly burst out laughing, getting odd glances from around the table. "Remember- hahaha, that time after our finals. When we were going to that houseparty and your mother gave you 'if you dare to drink' speech- I was there it was really funny by the way, knowing Evee's history-." Evee rolled her eyes at the story. "Look you need to know, mom in Dutch is Ma, and my name is Mathias. So Evee wanted to send me a message 'have you got the alcohol, because I'm ready to partyyyyy', but instead-"

"Oh no." Julian spoke, looking a little scared at Evee, who nodded her head at him.

"Oh yes."

"Instead she sent it to her mother."

"Oh man, that's bad luck." Lara giggled.

"Yeah, I just stared at my screen. Grabbing the nearest person, flipping out. Then she called me and I just kept on staring at it in fear. But I knew I had to pick it up. So I did."

"What happened then?" Jared spoke, grinning at the story.

"She just asked if I already had the alcohol and if not, what kind she had to bring to the party." Mathias laughed so hard, holding his ribs. Everyone in the room was laughing along, Harry head on Evee's shoulder, shaking it.

"Evee's mom is really cool." Freddy agreed, sipping his beer. "Her dad on the other hand, good luck mate." Her neighbor winked at Harry.

"Wait, what? Should I be scared?" Harry looked at Evee in confusion.

The blonde giggled, placing a kiss on his lips. "No."

"Euhm, yes. Have you seen him?" Jared spoke, agreeing with his friend.

"Guys, you are totally overreacting, Danny is very cool." Mathias spoke, taking a sip of his wine, nearly sipping with his pinky raised. "To me at least."

"Yes, that's because you're ultra-gay and he knows you won't touch his daughter." Margot spoke slowly in a thick accent. "Of course he'll like you."

"That's true though." Evee spoke, agreeing, nodding her head.

"Like, what does your dad look like?"

"Well, do you know Vin Diesel?" Chloe spoke, remembering Evee's father, she was totally blown away with the man last Christmas. Chloe thought he was handsome as hell, Eveline was disgusted when she heard the words coming out of her co-workers mouth.

Harry's eyes widened, "You're kidding me, right?"

"I'd say bigger, but also more handsome." Chloe answered, looking like she was daydreaming.

"Oh! I want to meet him!" Emilia grinned, clapping her hands.

"You guys are so disgusting. My father does not look like Vin Diesel! Sure he has some muscles-" She looked down at Harry, turning a little pale. "Ow, hunny, he'll love you."

"Well, he hated me." Freddy mumbled, taking another sip.

"You're easy to hate." Evee shrugged, waving her hands at him. "You on the other hand, all looking cute and stuff." The blonde nurse mumbled, using a baby noise at Harry and pinching his cheeks at the same time.

Harry scrunched his nose in reply. "I am pretty cute though."

Skippy made a fake puking sound at the lovebirds. "Disgusting." Skippy liked making fun of his royal friend, he always did. Even though he teased him again, he couldn't help but be glad that Harry finally found someone up his alley. Evee was really nice and funny. She had the same humour as them and her friends were amazing. They all got along perfectly.

"Shut up Tom, I think they look good together." Emilia spoke, grinning at the both of them.

"See! We look good together." Evee mumbled against his lips. She already had way too much to drink and didn't really care if anyone was watching. "Maybe we could ask them to leave and shag everywhere." She thought she was quiet but apparently everyone had heard.

"Is it bad that I want to watch?" Mathias spoke, wondering out loud.

"That's okay though, I want to as well." Chloe shrugged, drunkenly placing her feet on Mathias lap.

"I'm not leaving this place before I see you guys-" Lara pointed at Evee and Mathias. "do your dance routine on Check on It by Beyonce."

"Oh yes! I want to see that as well!" Harry agreed, grinning at his girlfriend.

She pouted, "No, it's so embarrassing. It's nothing special, really."

"They're not magnificent dancers, but it is pretty funny." Margot giggled. "Like the Monica and Ross dance."

"Oh god, now I want to see it even more." Julian laughed. "Dance! Dance! Dance!"

Before Evee knew it, everyone was chanting for them to dance. "FINE! We'll do it. But no camera's, this diva does not want to be on film." She spoke, pushing her hair back over her shoulder like it was a big deal. "Come on, 'Yonce, let's get it on." She pointed at Mathias to follow her.

She quickly marched towards her towards her iPod, searching for the Beyonce song. "Okay, we start at five." She spoke seriously yet still drunkenly towards Mathias, who in reply nodded his head.

Chloe giggled, whispering to Harry, "The funniest thing is, they take it dead serious when they do it."

When the music started and Harry saw his girlfriend starting to thrust her hips in the air, he already had tears in his eyes. She awkwardly moved her hands in the air, in synch with Mathias. Everyone around the room was now laughing so hard, there was a chance the neighbors were going to call the cops.

When the guy in the song started rapping, they both did the dance routine from Thriller. Even Harry had to admit, they did it at the same time and very well.

Beyonce started her chorus. They started twerking at the same time.

Oh boy you looking like you like what you see
Won't you come over and check up on it, I'm gon' let you work up on it
Ladies let em check up on it, watch it while he check up on it
Dip it, pop it, twerk it, stop it, check on me tonight

Skippy, who was sitting next to Harry, moved his head closer towards him. "Is it bad that I'm getting a little turned on by your girlfriend and her gay best friend?"

He immediately received an elbow in the ribs by Harry. "Shut up, God, I should've recorded this." Harry's eyes quickly adverted towards Evee's neighbor, looking with a smug grin at his girlfriend. What a shithead.

If you got it, flaunt it, boy I know you want it
While I turn around you watch me check up on it
Oh you watching me shake it, I see it in ya face

Eveline and Mathias did an extreme nipple rub dance move that had Chloe on her stomach, laughing. Evee and Mathias turned towards each other, brushing each other's shoulder and then made a weird handshake move.

Ya can't take it, it's blazing, you watch me in amazement
You can look at it, as long as you don't grab it
If you don't go bragging, I'ma let you have it
You think that I'm teasing, but I ain't got no reason
I'm sure that I can please ya, but first I gotta read you

Now they were acting like they were in a glass house, pushing their hands against the imaginary wall, confused expressions on both their faces. Not even laughing once when the whole room couldn't catch their breaths.

After that they had their shuffle routine, the worm (which they both failed miserably- making it even more hilarious), the Saturday night fever, the lawn mower and finally the drunk man. The song finally ended, everyone standing up from their seats and applauding.

Evee grinned, "Thank you, thank you. It was an honor." Bowing down at her guests.

When three drinks and two hours later, people decided to go home, Evee was content. She had a blast tonight and she was sure everyone else had as well. She got on with Harry's friends and as far as she could see, he got on with hers. She said goodbye to Lara and Skippy, telling them how she hoped to see them again soon. They replied that they had an amazing time.

While Evee was drunkenly hugging Mathias on the couch, telling him how much she loved him. Harry quickly said his goodbye's to Skippy at the door.

"Thanks for coming, mate." Harry grinned, he knew he had too much to drink as well, but apparently he could handle his liquor better than his girlfriend.

"She's amazing. Please keep her so I can be there when she shows the routine to Will." Skippy grinned, looking down at his long term friend. He looked happy.

"Evee's never going to do that."

"Harry, there is always a way."

"You'll have to get her this drunk again." Harry laughed, giving both of them their coats.

"Somehow I think that won't be a problem. Seriously though, bring her along to the wedding. She's a sweetheart." Lara smiled at Harry. She couldn't help but notice the grin on his face. It would be nice to bring her as his partner to Skippy's and Lara's wedding in August.

"We'll see, we'd have to discuss it." He nodded his head at them. "We're trying to stay low key but thank you for the invite."

Skippy nodded his head, understanding the difficulties. "Has she met Will?"

"No but I'm working on it." Harry replied, hoping that in the upcoming week he would be able to introduce her to his brother and his wife. He also wanted to show off his nephew and niece.

"He'll love her. I'm sure of it. Anyways, we need to get going. It was nice seeing you again." Skippy smiled, patting his shoulder. Harry quickly gave Lara a kiss on the cheek.

"See you guys." He waved and quickly closed the door.

When he walked back toward the living room, he saw his girlfriend passed out on the couch, a patch of drool coming from her mouth. "Very charming, isn't she?" Mathias spoke, being the only one left in the apartment.

"Very." Harry grinned at her, her arm was hanging outside the sofa.

"Can I ask you something?" Mathias spoke, he wasn't star struck anymore. They had spent the entire night together and he was getting used to the prince, seeing that he was indeed, just as normal as everyone else. He had shown him the dance routine for godssake.

"Sure."

"What are your intentions?" Harry looked at one of his girlfriend's oldest friends. He could understand where the question was coming from.

"I'm not messing around with her, if that's what you're getting at."

"You want this to be serious in the long run?"

"Of course. I'm nearly 32, I don't have the time to mess around."

"Do you love her then?" Mathias spoke, crossing his arms in front of his chest. He had to admit, he liked interrogating a prince.

Harry thought about it, after seeing her stupid dance, he realized he probably did love her. He hated seeing her neighbor look at her with those damn eyes and that stupid grin on his face. He didn't want Fred to look at her. She was his. If things would go right and he could see the plan in his mind, she'd always be his. "Yes."

Mathias smiled, "Good. She deserves to be happy. She's a good person, Harry. Sometimes a little goofy, but very good at heart."

"I know that."

"You'll protect her? From those crazy paparazzi people?"

"I'll do the best I can." And he meant it, he looked down at the drunken angel, make-up smeared across her face, sleeping on the sofa. "Do you think- do you think she could handle it, being with me?" He asked uncertainly. He knew no one apart from her family knew Evee better than him.

"She loves you, I can see it in her eyes. She's strong. She can handle it. I'm not saying she'll be perfec-"

"I didn't ask her to be."

"She won't be, she'll make mistakes but she has good intentions." Mathias nodded his head at the prince. "Anyways, I need to go. It was nice meeting you. I like you."

Harry shook Mathias hand, "Thanks, you're not that bad either."

"Oh by the way, " Mathias spoke, turning around towards Harry when they walked towards the door. "I actually wanted to bet 50 euros with Evee that I could touch your bottom. But she wouldn't have it. That's a first for her."

Harry grinned, opening the door for Mathias. "She said you'd actually rate my arse as well."

"Oh I did."

"And?" He raised his eyebrows holding back a grin.

"An eight." Mathias laughed, looking at Harry's shocked face. "Goodbye your royal highness." Her friend closed to door behind him, leaving Harry in the hallway.

Walking back towards the living room, wondering why his ass only got an eight, he watched his girlfriend sleep. Sweeping the hair off her face, he planted a kiss on her cheek, grinning when he watched her smile in her sleep.