YOUR HIGHNESS •L.S•

epilogue

𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲.

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present time
- year 2012 -

𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗶𝘀. (11:00 am at the museum)

as i hear the end of the story, i couldn't help but cry. the story was very imotional and i wondered if i did live in the 1600s would something like this happen to me, i mean i have the same name as the person in the story. but my life was very different from their's.

i have a loving family and great friends. i have two younger sisters, twins, daisy and phoebe, they are great but sometimes two twin girls is not as easy as it sounds. my mum is really nice, she was supportive when i came out to her and even helped come out to my dad. he said he's proud of me despite the fact that i like guys and not girls. my friends are really good too, we all kind of lost touch after uni but niall and zayn have always been with me, practicaly since kindergarden. zayn is gay like me and niall is as straight as a ruler, *ruler though bend sometimes*. anyways, back to my friends, i love them but these two can be tough to live with sometimes. constant blaming has become a reutine. 'niall did you eat my food again?' 'noo zee why would i?' and blah blah blah.

but i still think about what could my life be if i lived at that time. would it change or would it be the same.

"alright everyone, next we are going to show you the book which was written and the rings." what? what rings?

"oi why are you so lost?" niall's voice brought me back from whatever daze i was in.
"oh nothing i was just thinking about the story"
"you do know that this isn't a story right?"
"what? this isn't?"
"no it was written by the sister of louis and was practically a huge deal. both louis' and harry's rings were secured inside the book somehow and were going to see it"
"oh okay"

we walk over to a glass stand in which there were two rings and notebook kept beside each other. i was standing in the back, trying to see the rings when niall pushed me forward to see the case.

i was about to fall when my hand touched the glass and i tried to regain balance. my eyes fell upon the rings as soon as i got my balance back.

the rings were absolutely beautiful. the shine, the letters engraved on it, it was just magical. i was brought back to the real life when niall called my name from behind.

i saw many eyes looking at me, my face turned bright red due to embarrasment but i walked back over and stood beside niall.
"dude, why were you so lost there?"
"i don't know niall, i just felt somthing towards that ring, like a pull or something"
"ohh serious shit"
"oh shut it" i said putting an annoyed face. niall chucked beside me.

soon the teacher started speaking, "as we all know that these rings and this book is pretty important and the museum has decided something. louis tomlinson, whould you please come forward?"
everyone turned their heads in my direction, i froze seeing their gaze on me. but i walked toward the teacher anyway.
"so as i was saying, these things are pretty important and because you louis shre the same name as the legend here, the museum decided to give you the custody of this material."
me? at such a high responsibility? i don't think i can- oh my god i'm holding the rings. i flipped the rings to take a good look at them and yeah, one of them had my initials. the second one however, has the initials 'h.s.' written on it.

where was i supposed to find a person with the initials 'h.s.'?
oh well, let's see where the day takes us.

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