High ponytails and Barista Boyfriends- Prince Zuko x Harry Styles

POV: Zuko just got sold to one direction.

Zuko pulled his brown hair into a messy high ponytail. He ran his hands along his bald scalp. Today was the day, the day he was finally being sold to one direction. His father, Lord Ozai, was sick of his shit and saw an ad for craigslist for an angsty teenage boy. He immediately took up the opportunity and sold his son in a heart beat. 

He heard the door to the palace pounding from upstairs. 

"ZUUUUKKKOOOOOOO", Ozai yelled.

"what a bitch," Zuko thought to himself. He tied his converse and put on a oversized sweater and jeggings. Yes you read that right he gets changed shoes first because he's quirky and better than all of you. 

Zuko stomped down the stairs giving his pony tail a Justin Beiber worthy flip. 

"Ughhhh what is it father, do you wanna talk or are you just here to burn me and give me major daddy issues again??" Zuko asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. You could say his voice was a WAP.

"your new owners are here, I don't know who they are but frankly I don't care. I have your boss girl sister Azula to emotionally manipulate into doing my bidding now." Ozai screeched, he didn't screech on purpose his voice was just like that. 

To be honest zuko didn't care at all about his new owners. Well he didn't care until he saw who walked though the door.

"Ello there love," a man with flowing brown hair the most seggsy British accent said, "I believe I just brought ya from that gregslist sitey." 

Zukos jaw dropped to the floor. This man...... HE WAS PERFECT. His grey beanie framed his face so well, his hands casually sat in his grey skinny jeans, his red flannel shirt draped across his sharp body. Underneath was a shirt with a moustache on it. It was at this moment Zuko knew he had met his soulmate. 

His blue orbs pierced into Zukos, "I believe," he said in a seductively low voice, "I own you know." Zuko felt like his legs would collapse from beneath him and he knew his cheeks were betraying him, covered in blush. Zuko let out a breathe he didn't know he was holding. 

Harry grabbed Zukos arm and pulled him out the palace doors. Together they ran through the streets, winds blowing through their hair, the sun shining amber on their faces. They alughes about nothing..... and everything. Zuko truly was in heaven. He'd never experienced bliss like this before. 

When they finally reached the tour bus Zuko was strangely disappointed. Harry's hand left Zuko's arm but he could still feel the ghost of where it held him.

"Well my love," he sweetly said into zukos ear, "this is where you'll be stating for the next few months." He grinned from ear to ear at Zuko. At first Zuko thought he saw the slight traces of a blush on harrys cheeks but knew he must have been imagining it. How could anyone who isn't a knife welding lesbian love him? Especially this gorgeous British man, this idol, this legend. 

As zuko started to walk towards the steps of the bus he tripped over nothing and fell straight to the cobblestone floor like the clumsy baka he is. 

"ZUKO NO," Harry called out, he tried to catch him but it was too late. Instead being dragged onto the floor with him. "are you," he grumbled into zukos ear, "alright my love...?"

Zuko struggled to think of words, he wanted to show he was strong, but not off putting. Cute but not annoying, funny but not a smart ass. This was the best thing he could come up with. 

"Bitch I'm fine calm down," he said to harry who was giving him owo eyes on the floor. This was zukos attempt at a joke but since hed grown up with a stick so far up his ass you could see it when he talked he wasn't very good at humour. 

"AYY DONT DISS MY MANS LIKE THAT," A brittish voice, that wasn't Harrys, shouted at Zuko, "I swear to god I will pour fucking boiling caramel all over your clumsy baka bitch ass face." This mystery man in question was wearing a blue barista's apron with a candy cane in the pocket. 

"Y-your manz ?!" Zuko stuttered. All the color drained from his face. He knew Harry was too good fro him but the thought of being with someoneelse shattered his heart into so many pieces. The pain was worse than any hed ever felt. Worse than when his father crispied his face, worse when his mother left him for being a disappointment, worse than when he sister was getting more pussy than him. 

He cruled up into the pathetic ball of sadness he is and cried right there on the pavement. The citizens of the fire nation walked by glancing at him but to be honest they didn't really care. 

Harry looked between the two men, realising the extreme awkwardness of the situation and knew he had to fix it. 

"Hey Candy Cane this is the child we brought!" He said while smiling hoping to ease the tension, "Hes going to help us with uhhmm something. Im sure well figure it out!" 

"Ugh yeah whatever," This 'Sugar Cane' man said, extending his palm to Harrys to help him up. Candy Can stalled behind while Harry entered the bus. 

"Tomilson, Louis Tomilson, " He stated, his eyes iced with what zuko guess to be jealously, "don't expect me to be civil with you, bald ass baby dick bitch." 

Louis entered the bus behind Harry leaving Zuko alone on the pavement.

Zuko didn't know exactly how he ended up in the sitch but he knew one thing for sure, this was going to be a crazy ride. 

A/N - Nya~ hewwo everyone its author-chan here pwease leave me some nice comments id love to see them !! (unless you're going to be mean >:C) anyways this was my first fic !! Expect part 2 soon :D !!!