1D: Stockholm Prince (zianourry)

The Coronation is Nigh (all)

Niall stood in front of his mirror, his hands shaking as he smoothed out his suit in the mirror. His petrified blue eyes were wide as he imagined himself in the crown. Three days. His entire life would change in exactly three days.  As he felt himself slipping into another fit of tears, two tan arms wrapped around his waist.

        "You're much too handsome to cry, my king. Tears shouldn't dare touch such a sweet face," a smooth voice cooed in Niall's ear. Niall's somber face became red and slowly turned to see his personal guard, Zayn Malik smiling up at him. Niall forced a smile back, and looked away. "Please, don't call me that." 

        "But you'll be king soon, shouldn't you get use to the title?" Zayn asked, removing his arms and placing them firmly behind his back. Niall walked away from the mirror, his gaze focused out the window. "My father was a king, Zayn. I-I'm just... I'm just stupid little Niall. Louis should be king." Zayn opened his mouth to say something, then stopped, as a wry smile came across his face. "If it weren't for you being a blood relative to the king unlike you're brother, I would agree," scoffed Zayn. Niall snapped around to glare at Zayn. "What was that?!" Zayn sauntered towards Niall, backing him into the closed window. "I think Louis would be a better king. Not because you're incompetant," he started then gently kissed Niall's cheek. "But because then I'd have more time with you." Niall smiled and grabbed Zayn's waist. "As king, I'll be sure to make time for all my subjects," he chuckled, resting his forehead on Zayn's. Zayn held onto Nialls' waist with a big grin. "Even dirty knights?" he asked. "Especially dirty knights," moaned Niall and gingerly kissed Zayn's neck, causing the knight to groan with pleasure. Zayne began running his hands through Niall's short blond hair as the Prince roughly kissed him. 

        Feeling braver than usual, Zayn, in one swift motion lifted Niall into his arms and made his way to the bed, never separating from his lover's lips. Just as the Knight dropped the prince on the bed, a knock came on the door. "King Horan," a familiar voice called. Zayn's umber eyes grew wide, and he quickly composed himself. Niall pouted and sat up from the bed. "Louis could you not?" whined Niall. "It's still Niall for fourty-eight hours." The door opend, and a rather dashing brunette with blue eyes walked in. "I hope I wasn't interrupting anything," he smiled, glaring at Zayn. "What exactly would you have interrupted, Prince Louis?" asked Zayn, stepping to the man. Louis leaned into the other's face with a smirk. "Why don't you ask that dagger in your pants?" he spat, then turned his attention to Niall, who sat on the bed with his legs crossed. "I would like to talk to my brother in private for a moment. Why don't you ask one of the maid to take care of you, they'd be happy." Zayn nearly killed the brunette with his glare before storming out of the room.

        "Why must you be so mean?" asked Niall, standing up from the bed. Louis shrugged, his serpentine smirk still in tact.  "I'm merely looking out for my beloved brother and future king," said Louis. Niall kicked the wall, fuming with rage. "Why is everyone insisting on calling me that now?! Dad hasn't been dead for a goddamn week and everyone's moved on already!"

        "Temper, Niall temper!" he sternly reminded Niall. "This isn't apathy, just politics. Trust me, we're all hurting under all of this." Niall scoffed and marched towards his brother. "We are? Then why didn't you come to father's funeral? Why did you disappear for a week when the news came out and partied? Why were you never here?!" he shouted, slipping into hysterics with each step.  Louis quickly grabbed hold of his brother and held him tight. Niall looked into his brother's eyes, tears staining his pale skin. "Why wasn't it me instead?" he croaked. Louis pushed Niall's face into his chest and held him tight. "Just let it out," he instructed, stroking the other's back. "Everything will be alright, I promise. Things will be different from now on, but for the better."