Harry's Point Of View:
It had been two weeks since I last saw Louis.
Well, just us.. seeing eachother.
I saw him last night for the feast for only royal women. Queens bringing their princess daughters to meet Louis, hoping he'll pick them for his soon-to-be wife.
Yes, Louis apparently has to be married by Christmas next year.
I was shattered when I found this out, I'd come to the realization that I truly cared for Louis in more than a friend way.
I thought he'd felt the same when he kissed me, when we had those special moments. I'm still not even sure if he has realized he's gay!
My thoughts were broken when I felt myself crash into someone.
I looked up to see Louis on the floor, with tea on him... from my tray.
"Lou-Prince Louis, I'm so sorry, sir. Here let me clean it up" I took the silk napkins from my pocket and was about to wipe Louis' top, when his dainty hamd wrapped around my wrist, pulling it away.
"Harold.."
His voice way shaky, and when I looked in his eyes, sadness was all I could see.
He must've noticed, and his expression hardened. He let go of my wrist.
"Go"
His voice was hard as ice, but his eyes were still as soft as the clouds.
Louis Point Of View:
When I came face to face with Harry, I came so close to kissing him and warpping my arms around him.
I jave deeplu considered maybe I was just a little bit gay over these past two weeks. But,even if I could have Harry, I couldn't. I was expected to marry... a woman.
I did meet some lovely ladies last night, but none had the spark Harry had. It had me worried.
I was really hoping to find someone who would take my mind off Harry, but really, all I could think about was him!
His face that night was expressionless. But his eyes had so much worry and sadness in them. The usually vibrant green color, was turning a bit more blue..... probably just like his mood.
"Louis"
Louis knew instantly who it was.
The curly haired, dimpled, green eyed boy he was so confused over his emotions for.
Louis looked up, his face meetinf Harry's.. almost.. he was shorter.
He felt soft, plump, lips against his. Sweet and passionate. And as quick as they came down, they left.
Louis fluttered his eyes closed.
The deep voice came back to his ears.
"You may keep rejecting those feelings, but I certainly won't"

Notes

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