~Harry~
When I was done teasing Louis about last night, I lay down in the bed he just made. Knowing it would anger him. He looks at me and his eyebrows narrow.
"Prince Harry, I just made that..." He says with a sigh.
I shrug and smirk at him, testing his patience. He throws the shirt he was folding down and looks at me with desperate eyes.
"I'm not here to clean up after you! I'm a knight! I'm supposed to protect and watch over you! Not dress you and clean up your messes!" He yells
My smirk widens, I love it when he takes charge. His small figure trying to be threatening and his face turning red in anger.
"Is that so? Fine!" I say and stand to my feet.
I watch him as he try's to calm down. He looks delicate and fragile. As if one blow can cause him to tumble down. I stalk closer to him.
"I am your prince. You do as I say, because I can make your life hell. Don't ever think I'm not capable of anything. Am I understood, Louis?" I scold
I watch the pride fall from his eyes as he looks down. I find myself oddly attracted to him. I pick his chin up with my finger and stare into his eyes.
"You're so fragile..." I whisper the words hardly audible.
With that, I connected my lips to his.
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Prince Demanding (Larry)
Fanfiction"Your highness..." I said the words falling off my tongue in disgust, "Stop looking at me like that..." Harry smirked cocky as his eyes gleam at me. "Don't talk to me like you're something higher than a knight, Louis." He snarled He steps...
