Caught || Larry

Seven:

Louis' P.O.V

"You fucking prick!" The Pirate King ran up Zayn, shoving him to the ground. "I said nobody touches the Prince but me! How dare you punch him without my permission!"

Everyone gathered around, watching the scuffle.

Zayn stood up from the ground, dusting himself off. "That royal scumbag is the reason my family is dead!"

"I don't care!" Louis snarled. "I'm in charge here! Nobody touches the Prince unless I say so!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, including Zayn.

"Good! Now that we've got that under control." The Pirate King looked over to the man behind the wheel of the ship. "How far away are we from England!?"

"We're a couple days out, Sir." The man replied, gripping the wheel.

"Good!" Louis shouted. "Now someone bring me a beer! Let's celebrate!"

They all shouted in excitement. Except Zayn, who couldn't help but glare at the back of ship where the Prince was located.

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(Harry's POV)

The Prince leaned his head back against the wall. He let out a large sigh as he pondered his current situation.

'What would his father do when he found out? How would his mother handle it? What if I never make it out of this alive?'

Harry's anxious thoughts flowed freely through his mind.

His eyes started filling with tears once again at each potential outcome. He couldn't help but cry.

He felt so scared and alone.

It seemed like forever as he sat there in that dark cell, waiting for someone to return.

The tightness of the ropes really started bothering his wrists from behind him.

He groaned in pain with each movement.

Harry had contemplated trying to escape but he figured there was no way he could possibly pull it off.

Louis warned that if they found him loose on the ship, that they would kill him on sight..

and even if he managed to make it off the ship, there was nothing but miles of ocean.

He'd never make it.

Harry overheard the sounds of laughter and cheering above him. He also heard loud music and dancing.

The Prince rolled his eyes in disgust. He couldn't believe these savage pirates were celebrating his capture while he was locked up in a dark cell.

Suddenly the door creaked open slowly, revealing a small amount of light.

The Prince gasped under his breath. He figured it had to be the Pirate King once again.

But it wasn't..

"You piece of royal filth.." The voice stumbled.

Whoever it was, was clearly drunk.

"W-Who's there?" The Prince muttered, pulling his legs closer to chest.

The voice finally revealed himself. It was Zayn, the man who had punched him earlier.

"What do you want?" Harry mumbled under his breath.

"I want.." Zayn pulled a key from his pocket. He must have stolen it from Louis. "To finish what I started.."

Zayn swung the door open, causing a loud clinging sound.

"Your father is the reason my family is dead.." Zayn muttered, drunkenly. "You think you're so much better than us.. but look who's better now, huh!? We killed your entire worthless army of rich royal pricks and here you are.. locked up like a caged animal."

Harry stared up at the drunken man above him.

The Prince cleared his throat, attempting to speak. "I'm so sorry about your fam-"

"Don't you dare talk about my family, you rich scumbag.. I should kill you right here, right now." Zayn grabbed the Prince by his jacket, pulling him up by it. "This is all your fault.."

"I'm-I'm so sorry.." Harry stuttered. "I apologize on my father's behalf.. I didn't kno-"

"Oh, shut up." Zayn slapped him across the face. "Louis told me not to touch you.. but he doesn't have to know, does he?"

Harry gulped. He figured his best move would be to try and cry for help.

Even if he feared the wrath of the Pirate King, he figured he might be able to stop Zayn from hurting him.

"HELP!!" The Prince screamed as loud as he could. "HEl-"

Zayn cupped his hand over Harry's mouth, snarling at him. "You'll be sorry you ever did that."

The door swung open.

"What is going on!" Louis huffed, running down the stairs.

Zayn stood up, casually walking out of the cell. He shut the steel bars behind him. "Nothing.."

"What are you doing down here!?" Louis raised his voice in anger. "Did I say you could touch the prisoner!?"

"I just came down here to apologize to him.." Zayn paused, looking over at the frightened Prince. "Isn't that right, your highness?"

Harry stayed silent.

Louis walked closer to Zayn, poking him in the chest. "The next time I find you anywhere near him.. I'm throwing you overboard! Got it?"

Zayn glared over at the Prince with hatred in his eyes. He looked back at Louis, nodding his head. "Yes Sir."

"Good." Louis pointed to the door. "Now get out of here. Now."

"Yessir." Zayn muttered once again, glaring at the Prince one last time before he left.

Louis sighed loudly. He glanced over at the Prince, who was still curled up in the corner.

Harry let out a shaky sigh of relief. He looked up at the Pirate King. "Thank you."

"Don't thank me." Louis pointed his finger at him. He turned his body around, making his way out of the room. "Sleep tight, Princess.."