-5 minutes prior-
"Louis' stop mumbling, it's impolite." Mother says stolidly and glares in my direction.
I grumble a mess of useless sounds, only trying to get on her nerves...not in my best interest because she will most likely smack me on my cheek.
Man, she once said to me after stealing from the palace kitchen, must be disciplined, for he is by nature raw and wild.
How wise, dear mother.
"Yes Mother." I say and turn my head to look out the limo's windows again, seeing the scenery past by us in a whirlwind of green trees and old, wooden fences.
"Honey, Jay is really nice; she'll treat you kindly and...America isn't that bad is it?" she asks timidly and I have to look up; my Mother has never been the one to be timid.
"2 minutes your highness." Flynn calls from the driver’s seat and I groan, sending my mother a watered down version of a glare.
"Thank you Flynn, please just pull up in the driveway. I'll be going in for a minute as well." Flynn nods and turns his attention back to the cracked and bumpy road that jostles the vehicle and me and Mother.
"Dammit to Hell." I grumble and hit the black leather seats with my fist in frustration.
Why did I have to come all the way to a different freaking country in order to learn some manners?
Couldn't I get someone to do that at home?
Hell, I most likely could.
"Louis, dear, your sisters want you you to video chat them whenever you get the chance, alright? And call me too." Mother takes my hand into her smooth one and squeezes it, smiling reassuring at me.
"We're here your highness." Flynn says from the drivers seat and his words ring true as the limo comes to a stop in front of a cottage.
I snort, and grab my messenger bag from beside me.
"Ooh, I'm so excited!" Mother squeals like a teenage girl, her hands shaking in pure happiness.
I have to smile at Mother though, because she's never been this happy in years, not since the twins were born.
"Would you like me to wait here your highness?" I yawn in boredom and open the door for myself, Flynn getting out of his side to open the door for Mother.
I stretch my legs that are stiff from not being able to move as much in the vehicle.
I look round and I have to admit, the property really is beautiful.
A mini forest surrounds both sides of the house and a rotting wood fence boxes in the backyard I assume.
The whole place has a...magical theme to it to say the least.
"Jay really has good taste...or at least he did." Mother mumbles as she walks up to the dark wooden door, raising her fist to knock and rapping it on it a couple times.
I take one last look at the two-story cottage that looks straight out of Sleeping Beauty and walk up behind Mother, standing directly behind her as Flynn makes his way up, saying a respectful 'excuse me' when I give him a look that says I don't want to be seen just yet.
So now when the door swings open and my mother breaks out in a wide smile, I am successfully shielded by Flynn and Mother.
"Momma!" A boy's voice yells and I furrow my brows; when did a boy suddenly live here? Mother never mentioned a boy living here already.
So this woman had a son.
Well, alright.
"You must be Harry, you're very cute." Mother coos at the boy and I catch bright red and pink flowers resting atop brown curls.
"Jay?" Another voice joins in and Mother smiles as if it's about to split her face in two.
"Thank you miss, that was very kind of you." The boys voice sounds again and soon I can see a woman's head bob into view, and then long, tan arms wrapping my mother in an embrace.
"Oh! Who's this handsome man?" The woman coos, warm green eyes landing on me.
"This is Louis, I hope he won't be too much trouble Anne, really." Mother says and I shoot her a glare.
I cough awkwardly and the woman steps aside to let Flynn put my bags down.
He walks in an now my shield is gone...half of it anyways.
I keep my head down until I feel eyes boring into my skull.
I look up, annoyed, to meet vibrant, green eyes that hold playfulness in them
"M'name is Harry. What's yours stranger?" The boy asks and I can't help but smirk at him.
A red and pink flower crown is nestled on his head and another one, this time one of only blue, dangling from his long fingers.
Dark skinny jeans cover his legs that seem to go on for miles and a Ramones T-shirt hangs loosely off his frame.
I tear my eyes away from his body and straighten my shoulders, also puffing out my chest.
"Prince Louis William Tomlinson of The royal family." I say formally, looking him directly in the eyes with my icy stare.
He smiles big and walks up to me, doing something I nobody has had the guts to do since I stabbed a man in physical training practice.
He hugs me.
He is hugging me.
The Prince of Princes is being hugged by a commoner.
"Get off me!" I snap and shove him off, making him stumble a bit and drop his flower crown that was in his hand.
I glare at him as My mother sends one of her own, my way, her eyes screaming at me to apologize as Anne pulls her into the house, oblivious as to what just happened.
I huff and turn to Harry, seeing tears well up in his eyes.
I sigh and dust myself off before picking up the flower crown and handing it to him, to which he takes hesitantly as if I might strike him.
"Listen Harry, I just don't like being touched alright? I'm--I'm sorry I shoved you." I say and almost choke on the actual apology part.
His face lights up anyways as he nods, accepting the apology quickly.
"It's alright, mistake on my part I guess." He holds out his pinky and I smile despite myself, bring my pinky up to link it to his.
"C'mon, let me show you to your room and get you settled in." he enthuses and opens the door wide.
I step in and a small smile overtakes my face as Harry rattles off ideas of things for us to do while I'm here.
Maybe, this wasn't such a bad idea.
Maybe.
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xLarryMagicx/Arielle here! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and Chapter 2 since it was oh. my. god. fantastic! FlowerChild!Harry melts my heart. *becomes pure liquid, freezes and becomes solid again*
Anyways, I wanna hear what you think so far! Love you <3
xx-Arielle
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Crown Your King (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionThe Classic Tale of two worlds colliding. Prince Louis of the Tomlinson Family, is a spunky, troublemaker. He is next in line for the crown, but one day his pranks get too out of hand, the King and Queen decide to send their beloved son off to one o...