Majestic

The drive was very long. I watched the road getting changed from heavy traffic to little. I knew that we had reached some what outskirts of the town. I closed my eyes for a bit. Then I was sleeping dreaming of prince who drives swanky cars and generous enough to gift you wardrobes and cares too much about your safety that they ends up buying the house you live in. I love this guy he is very special and he is my version of prince.

"Hey", I heard a soft voice I opened my eyes. I saw him watching me from the corner of his eyes.

"Hey. Are we there yet?", I asked him.

"Almost", he said with a small smile.

I noticed that my hair had become a cuckoo nest thanks to his suggestion that I keep it unbound.

"My hair", I complained.

"Relax you don't look bad", he said.

"Explain?", I asked him.

"You look like Bellatrix Lestrange from Harry Potter", he said.

"What?", I gasped horrified.

"Relax I had a thing for her in while school", he said.