Am I Really?
Chapter Fifteen
Harry's Point Of View:
Nothing mattered anymore.
Louis left me, he was with someone he can love without being punished.
Nothing matters.
Gemma eyes me suspiciously as I walked down to the sleeping quarters. I knew I was supposed to help with the feast, dance, whatever the hell it was.
Hell, that's what it was.
It wasn't very warm inside the small room, quite the opposite. I wished more than anything that Louis would magically pop out, and hold me. But I knew that wouldn't happen, that would just makes things easier on me.
I layed down on the semi-comfortable bed, and turned on me side, facing the wall. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.
"Harry?" Louis' soft voice asked me. "Yes?" I replied, snuggling into his warm body. "What if we ran away? Together somewhere. Where we could live, and kiss and hold eachother all we want. We could be together" I smiled into his warm neck and kissed his gently.
"That would be glorious, but you know you couldn't leave country like that" I implied, kissing his neck a bit more. Louis shuddered, and tightened his grip on me.
"Harry, I'd do anything for you. Damn this kingdom if they can't accept us." Louis stated, kissing me hair while rubbing my back.
"I love you, Louis"
I awoke in my bed, groaning to myself. I loved Louis, more than anything. I sat up, and went back to the kitchen, and noticed that the Hell thing was still going on.
I grabbed some more wine, and went back out to the ballroom.
Louis and Princess Eleanor were standing together, hand in hand, laughing. She looked up at me, and stopped smiling. She motioned her hand forward. I obeyed, and walked towards her.
"I just wanted more wine" She spoke, taking the glass and rasing it to her lips. I turned to Louis, who was staring at me with an expressionless face.
"Harold" He spoke, nodding his head.
"Prince Louis" I replied, bowing and almost dropping the wine, my boice was haorse. "Have a nice night," I nodded between the two, and quickly left into the kitchen.
I was desperate for someone to talk to, so I ran towards Gemma.
"Gemma!" I said, hugging her waist. Gemma smiled, "Nice to see you, too" I shook my head, "No Gemma, I need to talk to you.
Nothing mattered anymore.
Louis left me, he was with someone he can love without being punished.
Nothing matters.
Gemma eyes me suspiciously as I walked down to the sleeping quarters. I knew I was supposed to help with the feast, dance, whatever the hell it was.
Hell, that's what it was.
It wasn't very warm inside the small room, quite the opposite. I wished more than anything that Louis would magically pop out, and hold me. But I knew that wouldn't happen, that would just makes things easier on me.
I layed down on the semi-comfortable bed, and turned on me side, facing the wall. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.
"Harry?" Louis' soft voice asked me. "Yes?" I replied, snuggling into his warm body. "What if we ran away? Together somewhere. Where we could live, and kiss and hold eachother all we want. We could be together" I smiled into his warm neck and kissed his gently.
"That would be glorious, but you know you couldn't leave country like that" I implied, kissing his neck a bit more. Louis shuddered, and tightened his grip on me.
"Harry, I'd do anything for you. Damn this kingdom if they can't accept us." Louis stated, kissing me hair while rubbing my back.
"I love you, Louis"
I awoke in my bed, groaning to myself. I loved Louis, more than anything. I sat up, and went back to the kitchen, and noticed that the Hell thing was still going on.
I grabbed some more wine, and went back out to the ballroom.
Louis and Princess Eleanor were standing together, hand in hand, laughing. She looked up at me, and stopped smiling. She motioned her hand forward. I obeyed, and walked towards her.
"I just wanted more wine" She spoke, taking the glass and rasing it to her lips. I turned to Louis, who was staring at me with an expressionless face.
"Harold" He spoke, nodding his head.
"Prince Louis" I replied, bowing and almost dropping the wine, my boice was haorse. "Have a nice night," I nodded between the two, and quickly left into the kitchen.
I was desperate for someone to talk to, so I ran towards Gemma.
"Gemma!" I said, hugging her waist. Gemma smiled, "Nice to see you, too" I shook my head, "No Gemma, I need to talk to you.
Notes
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