Mr. Charming

6

Hi, everyone. I hope you have all enjoyed the story so far but anyways here is another chapter.

Does anyone have any ideas on a Larry fanfic? I wanna write another one but I have no ideas so if you have any that'd be great. 

Anyways, read on

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Chapter 6:

I think i'm in love.

I think i'm in love and I didn't even get his name.

Why did he have to leave so quickly when my dad came in? Where did he go? Why did he act all weird around me? Did he like me too?

No, that's ridiculous, how could someone like him like me. First of all, it's very uncommon to have a boy who likes boys. He was probably just being friendly. I mean if he does like boys then I guess we could- no what am I even thinking.

But he's so pretty and perfect

Yes, he is but I can't have him.

Why not?

He works with the prince. And it's against the law to like someone of the same gender as you so I highly doubt that he could like me.

But his beautiful green eyes, and his tall, lean body with jeans that fit him just right. And his brown curly hair that you could run your fingers through forever. His deep, low voice that causes butterflies to erupt in your stomach.

I know. He's perfect. But I can't have him. No matter how much I want him, I can't.

I don't even know his name. I'll have to come up with one. I could call him Kevin. No, bob, no-

Prince Charming?

Prince Charming. It doesn't sound right. Plus, he isn't a prince. I could call him.........

Mr. Charming. That's what i'll call him. It's perfect. 

"Louis, will you grab that pan and hand it to me?"

A pan, what are you talking about.

"Louis, did you hear me?"

"What- oh dad, sorry, yeah a pan. Where are the pans?"

"To your left there."

"Oh right, sorry"

"So, who was in here talking to you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Before I came in here. I heard you talking to someone." 

"No, I was alone."

"I could've sworn I heard you talking to someone."

"Oh, I was just talking to myself," A blush crept onto my face, so I quickly turned before my dad could notice but he noticed.

"Then why are you blushing?"

"I'm not blushing," My voice came out an octave higher so I quickly cleared my throat. "I'm not blushing," I repeated with my normal voice.

"Then why are your cheeks red?"

"M' cold"

He stared me down, realizing he wasn't gonna get an answer so he just nodded and went back to cooking, which I was grateful for. My mind wandered back to Mr. Charming and his perfect green eyes, and curly hair. 

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