Louis pov :
I wake up next to Nialler. He has moved off my chest, and now half off of the bed.
I decide not to wake him up and go downstairs. I yawn and stretch my arms. I go into the kitchen and see that Niall had a midnight snack. There is a plate with some food on it on the counter.I wash up his plate and a few other dishes. I get bored so I go and clean the living room up. I go upstairs and take a shower.
I dry my self off and I remember about the meet and give for the king. It's in 2 hours. So I go to find my bed clothes, not like they would matter anyway.
I am wearing my best sweater, with my converses from 4 years ago, with my black jeans.
I make my way up to Niall and wake him up.
"Niall! Wake up we have a meet and give with the king", I yell in his hear and he almost punched me but I'm fine.
"What, you wake me up for that?', he says disappointed at me .
He goes into the bathroom and I hear the shower running.
"You know that he would get his guards on us and we would be put in jail", I say rearranging my hair and going to find a gift. I find some kitchenware, and some fruits.
"Niall hurry up we are going to be late then we're gonna be in trouble!", I go to get my car keys and wait for Niall to come downstairs.
"Alright my goodness!", he said that but I could hear him curse under his breath as he is coming downstairs.
"Don't get sassy with me mister, I could just leave you hear and you could go to jail', I say pushing him out of the door.
We are driving down the street, when we get to a stoplight. "I am so nervous", he says tapping his finger against the arm rest. "I' sure you would be fine", I reassure him. "Not me Brittney Spears, YOU", Ughh I just embarrassed myself once around him , my lord.
ride to the meet and give
We pull up to a long line and a big building. This must be it. I hope he likes this because I'm not turning around for this jerk.
We are showed a way into the building, when someone slaps my a*s, it was one of the guards. "Stop b*tch, that's probably why your wife is cheating on you!", I spit . Iet Niall go first so I could give them the middle finger. They just laugh and finish what they are doing. Aren't some people just rude.
We are stopped by a line of people, and I look up to see people kneeling down when they give the king something.
He looks just plain eye gazing today. Why did I have to dress so ugly. He has his crown on with his curls sticking out from under.
We was close to the front when Niall tapped my shoulder. "Look lou Liam is here, doesn't he look breath taking", he says staring at him, I hope Liam notices.
Liam starts to walk over. OMG LOUIS BE CALM, BE CALM. "Hi boys, are you guys here for Harry or me", he says chuckling. OMG I THINK I JUST DIED. " Excuse me, hello", he says waving a hand in front of our eyes, and we get out of the daze. "Hi I'm Liam, like I said before who are you here for. We just look confused. " Me or Harry?", he says rubing a finger over both of our knuckles.
"Are you taking gifts?", I say and he shakes his head.
"What do you mean", Niall says kinda still staring.
"You might know what I mean", He winks and walks back to his spot.
Harry pov :
"Liam why did you go over there for?", I ask shocked as to why he would go to peasants.
"I saw some beautiful boys, I like the blonde kid the most, he is nice" ,Liam says smirking.
I take another gift from someone else ( and like I said no (thank you) is going to be said.
"Go peasants", I say patting the small child head.
Next is two beautiful boys. One of them I remember from when I had a incident at the mall.
"Hi nice to see you again", I say winking and the blonde boy faints.
"H-hi sir", my favorite says. "Hi darling, give me my gift NOW', I say snatching the gift.
"WELL EXCUSE ME JERK, I WAS GONNA GIVE IT, I THOUGHT YOU WAS NICE BUT I GUESS I WAS WRONG", The small headed brown boy says.
"LEAVE, AND TAKE YOUR POWDERED HEAD FRIEND WITH YA", I say pointing to the door they they came in, and will now go out.
"Fine!", he says tears in his eyes. I feel bad but I go back to getting my gifts. All I care about is my gifts, and that's how it's gonna be.
I am Harry Styles and I'm proud of who I am. If you don't like it LEAVE ME ALONE.
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