Am I Really?
Chapter Thirteen
Harrys's Point of View:
I knew what Louis said was just to stop his father from hanging me... right? Those words hurt like a knife, slowly cutting into your skin, and the person laughing as doing so.
"Is that so, Louis?"
The king asked suspiciously. Louis nodded. "I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it"
Well..
I almost began to cry. I knew, well almost knew, that he was just saying it.
"Push him" The King spoke.
Louis cocked his head, comfused. "Push?"
"Off the board. Let him die if he's just a peasant." I began to panic. What would happen now?!
"Father, he may be a worthless peasant, but he's still human. A failry young one from his appearence." The King nodded, " Yes, but he's a peasant. He won't be able to do anything more with his pathetic life, why not just end it now?"
Louis froze, "Father, I'm not pushing him. There is nothing going on, and I'm not gay. In fact, I found a nice princess at the feast a while ago."
The King nodded, and ordered the guards to let me down. I was relieved. I couldn't wait to go and hug Louis later.
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Louis' Point of View:
Once Harry was down, I want to run up, and hug him. But, that was when I realized something.
Gay was wrong. I can't loce a male, only a female. Nothing else.
I walked away casually, and up to my bedroom, I was confused.
Once up in my safety room, I stood by the window, looking out over the villiage. No one else was gay, amd I as their prince won't be either.
Harry's Point Of View:
I waited a while before dashing up to Louis' room, needing comfort. I didn't even bother to knock on his door.
"Louis, oh God!" I exclaimed as I swung the door open.
"Hello, Harold" He answered politely. I smiled, and walked over to him, and sat on his lap. He pushed me off immidiatley. "Louis? Is everything alright?"
Louis nodded, "Yes, I never invited you in here"
I finally caught on to what was happening. " No, Louis. It's okay! I care for you, you care for me. We'll just fight, Louis please don't let go!" I begged.
Louis only nodded. "My father won't accept us, neither will I"
My eyes began to water then, hot tears pouring down my face. "No, Louis. Don't give up"
"Leave, Harold, before I yell for someone!" His stern voice announced. I stepped back, feeling utterly stupid for ever believeing that Louis ever cared or loved me.
But, I loved him.
"Just so you know, Louis, " I began, even more tears streaming down my cheeks. "I love you. More than anything. This was not a silly little fancy thing,I love you. You may never love me back, but I will always keep loving you.."
I knew what Louis said was just to stop his father from hanging me... right? Those words hurt like a knife, slowly cutting into your skin, and the person laughing as doing so.
"Is that so, Louis?"
The king asked suspiciously. Louis nodded. "I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it"
Well..
I almost began to cry. I knew, well almost knew, that he was just saying it.
"Push him" The King spoke.
Louis cocked his head, comfused. "Push?"
"Off the board. Let him die if he's just a peasant." I began to panic. What would happen now?!
"Father, he may be a worthless peasant, but he's still human. A failry young one from his appearence." The King nodded, " Yes, but he's a peasant. He won't be able to do anything more with his pathetic life, why not just end it now?"
Louis froze, "Father, I'm not pushing him. There is nothing going on, and I'm not gay. In fact, I found a nice princess at the feast a while ago."
The King nodded, and ordered the guards to let me down. I was relieved. I couldn't wait to go and hug Louis later.
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Louis' Point of View:
Once Harry was down, I want to run up, and hug him. But, that was when I realized something.
Gay was wrong. I can't loce a male, only a female. Nothing else.
I walked away casually, and up to my bedroom, I was confused.
Once up in my safety room, I stood by the window, looking out over the villiage. No one else was gay, amd I as their prince won't be either.
Harry's Point Of View:
I waited a while before dashing up to Louis' room, needing comfort. I didn't even bother to knock on his door.
"Louis, oh God!" I exclaimed as I swung the door open.
"Hello, Harold" He answered politely. I smiled, and walked over to him, and sat on his lap. He pushed me off immidiatley. "Louis? Is everything alright?"
Louis nodded, "Yes, I never invited you in here"
I finally caught on to what was happening. " No, Louis. It's okay! I care for you, you care for me. We'll just fight, Louis please don't let go!" I begged.
Louis only nodded. "My father won't accept us, neither will I"
My eyes began to water then, hot tears pouring down my face. "No, Louis. Don't give up"
"Leave, Harold, before I yell for someone!" His stern voice announced. I stepped back, feeling utterly stupid for ever believeing that Louis ever cared or loved me.
But, I loved him.
"Just so you know, Louis, " I began, even more tears streaming down my cheeks. "I love you. More than anything. This was not a silly little fancy thing,I love you. You may never love me back, but I will always keep loving you.."
Notes
A BIT EMOTIONAL... I KNOW!!!I MAY UPDATE 'DUSK' TONIGHT IF ANY OF YA'LL HAVE READ IT.N
QUESTION: WHAT DO YOU THINK WILL HAPPEN IN THE STORY?
happy (late I think) birthday! oh and, Sequel :3
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