~Harry~
I stand in the bathroom mirror, with a knife in hand. I stare at myself. My eyes are tired looking and my face is thinning. I put the knife to my hair and cut. I cut continuously until my hair is fairly short. I look at myself and do not recognize the man before me. My eyes seem slightly greener and It almost looks like freckles across my pale cheeks.
I hardly seem aware of my actions as I walk across the court yard to the stables. I open the heavy barn doors with force. The horses scream in response and I pick Chance. The horse that Louis road that day. I tack him up and put his saddle on. With one swift movement, I mount the horse. I kick Chance and he bursts full speed out of the stable. We ride on the path until it ends and then we ride more.
I will find my knight and bring him home. I will hunt until I find him dead or alive. He's nowhere near the castle, the knights made positive of that. I will find him, I'll risk my life doing so.
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~Louis~
A knife is to my neck and my hair is held in Jonathon's hand.
"I was just going to kill you at first, Louis," he growls. "But I love how safe you think you are."
The metallic taste of blood is in my mouth. The liquid is in my teeth and it makes me gag as I swallow it. The blood is from exactly 7 hard punches to my face. I look at him feeling worthless and hopeless. His Green eyes haunt me, they look so much like Harry's. I hate that I have to think of him every time I look into them. I grunt at the pain from my hair in his hand.
"I stole you so that Harry has no protection,"
He pulls harder and I groan. I look at his face. His nose is rounded, his lips are thin. He is dressed in finery everyday. It's almost mocking how pleasant he looks and how fucked to hell I look. I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out except for a trickle of blood that runs down my chin. I try to move my arms, but the shackles dig into my wrist. I wanna tell him how stupid he truly is, I want to tell him how much I hate him, I want to tell him how bad hell's flame is going to hurt him, and I want to tell him that Harry would never be so ignorant as to go unprotected and weak. The only thing I can bring myself to do is to spit into his face. He slams me into the cold brick wall and everything goes dark.
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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...
