Comment if you like these. I don't know if I should continue. -_- ANYGAY lets get to the story.
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Carlos' POV
I am the kings son. ONLY son. I have high expectations from everyone to find the right queen. I have a secret though. I am Gay. Currently I'm walking on the streets of the kingdom getting weird looks. It's probably because I'm a royal and in sweats and a hoodie. I walk until I find a farm and a boy about my age gathering the cattle. He has dirty blond hair, blue eyes and wearing a blue and black flannel, and dark blue jeans. He's kinda cute. I guess I was staring for to long, because I heard a voice say,
"Take a picture. It'll last longer." I laugh. "Oh shit. Sorry. Your the prince." He suddenly gets serious.
"Don't worry about it. I'm not as royal as I appear on televison. It's an act." I assure him. He giggles. Fuck he giggles. "Your cute." SHIT.
"I'm assuming you didn't mean to say that out loud but thanks. You are too." I smile.
"I never got your name. I'm Carlos." I add. He giggles AGAIN.
"I know. Everyone knows that. Anygay I'm Sebastian Matthew-Smith. But you can call me Seb." He takes me inside the barn. We some how find ourselves in a deep conversation. I found out he's Gay and 16 like me.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" He asks. Shit.
"Uh no. I-I'm Gay actually. Please don't tell anyone. I was planning on telling everyone at my cotillion next week when I meet the girl I'm supposed to make my queen." I roll my eyes. He frowns. "Wait, what time is it?" I rush.
"Uh like 5."
"Shit. I have to go. I um I'll see you later." I quickly get up an run out of the barn avoiding the glares. I rush up the stairs and to my room in the castle. I change into tux and go to find my father.
"Where were you, son?" I stop dead in my tracks and turn around slowly.
"Out" I respond. He pressures me by yelling,
"WHERE." I flinch.
"With a friend on his farm." I state.
"A farm. Pst." He chuckles. " A farm boy is who you were hanging out with." I nod slowly. "He works for us and is poor. Were better. He's probably a brat just using you to get rich." Tears well up in my eyes as I shake my head. He chuckles and nods. I push past him, tear stream down my face and run through crowds of people tripping over multiple rocks. I find the barn I was at earlier. I run into it and find Seb sitting there on his phone. I stand there sobbing.
"S-Se" I stutter. I can't form words at the moment. He looks up and runs over, wrapping his arms around my waist. I sob into his chest for a long time.
"You wanna talk bout it hun?" I nod slowly. "When ever your ready." He takes me to a seat and we sit done.
"My father said that your just a farm boy who is poor a-and your just using me to g-get money." I cry. He frowns.
"He's wrong. I mean I am just a farm boy but I'm not trying to get money. I like you because you are who you are. I know I haven''t known you for a while but I feel like I've known you for my whole life." He concludes. I nod. Out of no where he pulls me in for a slow, passionate kiss. I kiss back. :)
"Will you be my king?" I ask suddenly as I pull away.
"What are you implying?" He blushes.
"Oh honey, you know what I'm implying." I play. He smiles sear to ear and nods. "Next week at the cotillion your going to be standing in the front row and when I announce my sexuality, your coming on stage, and I'm going to kiss the living hell out of you. And your going to be my king." I explain. "I'm not going to fast am I?" I worry when he doesn't answer. He kisses me multiple times, and whispers,
"Not at all." I sigh with a slight smile. The next week when by fast and I'm currently in my room wearing a black suit with red flowers and a black tie. Seb sent me a picture of his outfit and it's a dark red suit with a black tie. (Homecoming outfits.)
I walk down the stairs and meet my dad in the kitchen.
"Hello dad." He looks up and nods. When he looks away I roll my eyes.
"Are you ready to meet your queen today?" He asks, not knowing what my plan is. I shrug continuing to eat my breakfast.
SKIP TO COTILLION BECAUSE I'M A LAZY BITCH
As I walk down the long slim red rug, I look to the left and see Sebs standing in the front row. I smile. Once I make it to the end, I see my parents on one side, the crown in the middle, and I girl on the right. Don't get me wrong she is pretty but the wrong gender and person. After my parents do their boring speeches about how they always knew I would make it, and introducing the girl as Diane, It's finally my turn to speak.
"Hello. Well um I guess I should thank everyone who's been there for me like my mother and father who always believed in me. But um before I continue I have to say that Diane you are pre-pretty," I stuttered. Here goes nothing. "But your the wrong gender. I'm Gay." There's gasps through out the room. "And I invited someone here today who is very special to me and has helped me plan all this. Seb would you please come up here." I watch him rise out of his seat and walk towards me. "I should let you all know that Seb is my boyfriend and I would like to make him my king tonight." I finish. My dad runs up to me and grabs the mic from my hand and pushes Seb out of the way. I gasp as Seb tries to balance himself. I scream, "No" I grab his hand and pull him closer so he doesn't fall.
"No son of mine is allowed to like another guy in that way. You are marrying Diane and that is final." My father voices.
"No. You don't have a choice over who I love. I love Seb, and I'm your only son and the only person left in the family who can be king after you. So if you want a king and don't want this kingdom to fall, you will make me king and Sebastian Matthew-Smith kings. That is a order." I demand. Everyone is taken back by my sudden outburst.
"Than who will be queen?" My mother steps in. Seb grabs the mic and says,
"Me." I smile and peck his lips.
"Your a guy who lives on a farm and is a useless gay fa**ot (Sorry I hate that word) you cant wear a dress." My father screams, in Seb's face that causes him to have tears stream down his face. I pull him close.
"Not true. Cloths don't have a gender. He can wear a dress if he want's. I will wear a dress and be comfortable. I am gay too so fuck off. I don't even know how I can call you my father. It's horrible to know your own father wont love you because of who you love. It's disgusting." I finish. The crowd cheers. I forgot we were in front of everyone.
"Okay. But dont come crying to me when everyone doesn't want a fa**ot as a leader." I shrug and kiss Seb with passion, love, and comfort. I slowly pull away and we rest our foreheads together. Yea, this was a good choice.
