More Than Just A Feeling {Larry Stylinson}

Chapter~10

Hope the story isn't moving too fast, peeps. Cause I sometimes forget I have a bunch of you reading this and it ain't just me writing this story for my own entertainment lolz oops. But eh, here's another chappy cause Zenpai loves y'all <3

Harry's P.O.V

It's finally Monday.

The day I dreaded ever since my mum told me the exact day of the Alliance Agreement.

The day in which I'll have to face the man who terrifies the living crap out of me.

The day that almost makes me want to cry again (though I don't think I can anymore since I've been balling my eyes out the whole night) because, till now, my blue eyed boyfriend has not shown a single sign of where he is or where he could be.

Was he avoiding me?

Did I do something wrong?

Was it something I said?

Millions of questions clouded my thoughts that I had to be snapped out of it by my blonde servant friend shaking my shoulder lightly.

"H-huh? What?"

Niall shoots me a weak smile before saying, "King Robin wants you to be by his side when King Cowell arrives at our castle."

Oh.

"A-alright." I stutter out, checking my appearance one last time in front of the mirror in my room then nervously begin walking to the castle's entrance.

My dad immediately sees my presence once I reach the bottom of the stairs and gestures for me to stand next to him, leaning down to whisper in my ear, " I promise you, son, that if ever King Cowell has any intentions with you, I will quickly object and put a stop to it, alright?"

I nod to him slowly, his words calming my nerves the tiniest bit.

The loud galloping and whinny from a horse catches me and my father's attention, our eyes averting to the carriage that had just pulled up on the steps of our castle.

One of our guards approached the vehicle and opened the door, the person stepping out has my heart beating a million times a second.

It's him.

And oh. He isn't alone. Because the moment he's out of the carriage, another figure steps out. That figure being his daughter.

The Cowells have arrived.

My dad puts on his best smile that doesn't come off as a grimace before greeting the two royals in front of him.

"Welcome to the Kingdom of Donshire! It's lovely having you both here today."

I internally scream when I notice Princess Averie looking me up and down like some predator targeting its prey.

"Ah, well if it isn't the young Prince Harry."

Shoot. He's talking to me.

"Good day, King Cowell." I greet him, not making any eye contact with the man cause if I did I might possibly have a panic attack.