Louis' head rolled back as he watched the room spin around. He was currently in his navy blue spin chair (Harry had a similar one, but it was baby pink) and listening to his boyfriend's old vinyl player that was currently playing Adele. He let out a loud sigh and whined "Harryy" "yes my love?" Harry asked, not taking his eyes away from the magazine he was currently reading. It was one of his favorites, home and design. "I'm bored" Louis whined again, sounding like a child. "Why don't you read something?" Harry spoke with such a soft voice, and Louis never wanted him to stop talking. "Tell me a story?" Louis asked with puppy dog eyes while standing up from his chair and walking over to Harry who was sat on their coffee colored couch. He curled up beside him and put his head on his chest. "What story would you like me to tell you?" "Tell me your favorite" Harry had started to pet Louis hair as a reflex and Louis hummed sleepily. "Well, let me tell you the story of a beautiful prince with the kindest heart in the whole wide world. The boy had many admirers, and his father wanted him to marry a particular girl. She was the fairest girl there was, but the prince was not very fond of her. He admitted she was beautiful, but he did not feel attracted to her. His father was furious that he did not want to marry her, but the prince didn't mind. He was going to marry someone he loved, that was something he was sure of. One day, when the prince was walking around the large building he called home, he saw an unfamiliar face. He was instantly interested in the boy that he had just spotted. He greeted him and asked him why he's never seen him before. The boy told the prince that he was a new servant in the castle, and that it was a pleasure to meet the prince. The prince felt a feeling he had never felt before. He took the boys hand and asked him if he wanted to take a walk in the wonderful garden in the back of the castle. The boy agreed and when they were standing in front of the roses, the prince handed one to the boy and said: 'let us live together, and escape this cold house. We can be kings in our own world, let us move to the city, where nobody knows us, or our titles.' The boy nodded his head, and a year later, him and the prince were in their city apartment, laying on their shared couch, and the prince in the boys arms, while the boy tells him a story" Louis smiled lazily, slowly falling asleep. "And they lived happily ever after"
