Harry's Point of View:
"Harry?" My sister's voice broke through my thoughts.
"Sorry! Yes, Gemma?" I asked, brushing some of the curls from my eyes.
"Prince Tomlinson has requested you visit him" She replied, wiping her hands on her apron, leaving a bit of flour behind.
"But, I'm cooking!" I whined.
I was hoping that she would let me stay. I didn't want to see Prince Tomlinson, he made me a buzzy feeling in my stomach.
Yes, I am gay, but I've never felt this emotion with a boy... and it's scaring me!
"Harold, he ordered!" She growled, pointing towards the doorway.
I sighed and took my apron off, heading towards the door.


I knocked on Prince Louis' door, very softly I might add.
"Oh, Harold!" I heard a girl speak.
I turned around to see one of the princesses, though I couldn't remember which one.
"Princess" I replied, bowing.
She laughed, "Oh no need, we're not with my father!" I did a sly smile, unsure. "So, Louis requested you right?" I nodded.
She smiled, and opened the door.
"Louis, Harold's here!" She sqeaked, and left.
Prince Louis was awoken by his sister's yelling. He sat up, his shaggy brown hair falling down to cover his piercing blue eyes.
His flawless cheekbones were even more prominent, and attractive.
"Ahh, yes, Harold" He spoke, his voice groggy, yet as smooth a s velvet.
I smiled, "Why did you need me, Prince Louis?" I asked. Louis smiled back, "I need to know you"
I was taken back by his words.
"Prince Louis-" "Louis, and just sit down and listen!" He commanded.
I sat down on the corner of the bed.

"hat's your favorite color?" He asked. I had to think about he for a moment.
"Gold"
Louis cocked his head.
"Why?"
I smiled, thinking on how cheesy my answer was.
"Because, everything is usually grey here. No Sun, no light. But, when the Sun does peek out, everything is prettier. Everything seems gold, and beautiful"
Louis seemed pleased by my answer, "How cheesy!" He began to laugh, and I joined him.
"When's your birthday?" He asked once our laughter stopped.
"February 1"
"So, how old are you?"
"Nineteen"
Louis' face fell a bit.
"What's wrong?" I asked, scooting just a few inches closer.
Louis smiled again, "Nothing. What's your favorite animal?"
That's hard...
"Umm... I like cats, and turtles"
Louis laughed, and I was a bit unsure as why.
"Sorry, Harry, but that... wasn't what I was expecting!" I smiled
"What were you expecting?"
He seemed to be thinking, and then his head popped up.
"One of those curly haired dogs!" He bounced, "Because you got such curly hair!"
Louis reached out and began to run his hands through my hair. The buzz feeling was back and stronger than ever.
I sighed, leaning down against Louis a bit.
I guess we both noticed what we were doing , and stopped arubtly.
"What's your opinion on gay's?" Louis asked, his voice hoarse.
I decided just to go with the truth.
"I completely respect them, because... I'm gay"

Louis Point of View:
"I completely respect them, because...I'm gay"
Yes! My subconsious yelled out.
I was scared for myself now. I was suddently hit by a wave of just an overwhelming sesnation.
I noticed a few tears dropping, and I tried to stop them, but I was too late.
"Louis, what's wrong?!"
Harry suddenly wrapped his arms around me... I gues to comfort me. But, I didn't care, I needed it.
"You know, you can tell me" He whispered in my ear.
His breath sent shivers down my spine, and I wanted to cry more.
I shook my head, "I'm fine, Harry. I need sleep" I whispered.
I know I just told him to leave, but I felt myself cuddling into him, I stopped, and pulled back out.
Harry stopped rocking me.
"Alright" He spoke, before giving me a quick kiss on my forehead.
He let go, and left, not speaking another word.
I layed back down, and suddenly missed Harry's long arms around me.
You're gay
Was the last thing my subconsious told me.

Notes

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