Prince of the Seven Seas (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 8

** I have so much to publish ugh. I think this chapter is uh, graphic? idk i haven't read it in so long. oops. kisses x

“So this is where Captain Style keeps his real treasure?” The man laughed lowly, his gun not lowering.

“No, not really. He keeps it in the treasury room but since you seem a bit daft, I could point you in the direction of it if you want. I’m sure you wouldn’t be able to find it on your own.” Louis countered, and even though he knew he was facing a life-or-death situation, he really couldn’t help himself. At least if he was going down, he could go down a trooper.

Before the older pirate could retort with what could be assumed to be an angry response, as evident from the scowl that came to his mouth after Louis’s reply, Niall spoke up, “I doubt we could even be considered treasures, really.”

Pursing his lips a bit, Louis curiously watched Niall while the younger boy tapped his fingers on the wooden desk casually, “I think stuff like jewels and gold would be considered treasure. Those sorts of things are shiny. Shiny things tend to sell for a lot. I mean, not all shiny things are valuable obviously, but gold and diamonds are both all shimmery and it’s pretty cool in a way—“

Bang

The gun went off with a speedy bullet to the ground and Louis flinched as the man by the doorway sneered in Niall’s direction angrily, “I don’t appreciate your yapping, boy.”

Niall twisted up his face in a manner that appeared more annoyed than anything and Louis found himself questioning how the hell Niall was really chattering on and on in the face of danger. Then again, he was a pirate…But what pirate didn’t carry any weapons!?

“I’m not yapping. But you know what yaps? Dogs. Not the big ones though, they either bark or just stay and sleep all day. But the little ones yap alot. They’re feisty and annoying at times but I guess they’re cute if they like you. Which naturally makes sense, because why would they yap if they like you? Unless that’s their way of saying they love you, which still doesn’t make much sense because most dogs lick you if they like you, right? I think that’s how it is anyways.”

Louis watched Niall with nothing short but astonishment beneath his passive straight face.

The boy was staring the pirate right in the eyes, a small smile on his lips as he continued talking nonstop…

“Which reminds me, are you the captain of The Rose?” Niall asked simply.

Grunting now, the older male didn’t lower his gun, his eyes narrowing in slits as he took a single step forward, “No, I’m not. Though I don’t see how that should matter. Now, I’ve had enough of your foolishness. Hands behind your backs and walk forward, both of you.” He stressed with his dark eyes briefly fleeting to Louis as a reminder that he wasn’t forgotten.

Frowning, the royal stood his ground, unwilling to walk forward. Luckily enough, Niall had the same line of thought as he remained in his spot.

The blond put a hand to his chin, “If you’re not the captain, then I’m pretty sure it’s safe to say that within the next minute, the only person who’ll be alive from your ship is your captain.”

“Enough!” With the gun raised toward the low ceiling, the rouge pirate leered over Niall’s form angrily, “I swear I’ll shoot you in the face if you say another word. Now, hands behind your backs and walk over here right now. From this moment you’re not One Direction’s. You belong to The Rose.”

This time, unlike what Louis hoped, Niall held his hands upward a peaceful way before he began dragging his feet ahead ever so slowly. Scowling, Louis moved to fall in step beside him with his head lowered,