Caught || Larry

Eleven:

"Harry?" Louis started knocking, calling his name from outside the door. "I'm coming in.."

The Pirate walked into his Captain's quarters.

The Prince was no where to be found.

"Harry?" Louis groaned. "Where are you.."

The Pirate grew angry, figuring the prince had tried to run away.

He slowly reached for his sword.

"I'm right here, Louis."

Harry walked out from the bathroom.

He was wearing a fresh change of clothes, his hair wet and curly.

"Don't call me that." Louis muttered, taking his hand from his sword. "That's Sir to you."

"Yes, Sir." Harry approached closer, rubbing his wet hair with a towel.

"I'm surprised you actually changed." Louis scoffed. "I figured a royal like you would be too good for pirate clothing."

The Prince was wearing a low-cut ruffly white blouse and brown capris. Louis couldn't help but stare him up and down.

"I don't know why you make me out to be such a stuck-up snob." Harry tossed the towel to the side. "It's not true."

"Right.." The pirate rolled his eyes. "I'm going to give you 2 options."

"Ok-"

"One.. You can go back down to brig and starve." Louis paused. "Or Two.. You can come down to the dining hall for some dinner."

It was obviously a no-brainer for Harry.

"I want the second option, Sir." The Prince nodded. "Please."

"Ok." Louis walked closer to him. "But there's going to be some rules for you to follow."

Harry's eyes widened as he spoke.

"One, you don't speak to anyone. Two, don't try to escape because I will find you, and three, you eat everything on your plate." Louis shrugged. "We don't waste food around here."

The Prince nodded his head in agreement.

"If you break them, it's right back down to your cell. Got it?" The pirate walked even closer to the Prince, faces almost touching.

"Yes, Sir." Harry said, looking over the Pirates face.

'How could someone so cute be so mean?' The Prince pondered.

"And like I said before.." Louis bit down on his lower lip, tracing over every perfect feature on the Prince's face. "Don't mistake my kindness for weakness."

"Yes, Sir.."

Harry couldn't help but admire the Pirate's bright blue eyes and chiseled cheek bones.

"Don't look at me like that.." Louis whispered, leaning in a little closer.

"Like what.." The Prince said, lips almost touching.

"Like.." The Pirate bit down on his lower lip. "Like I'm special or something.."

"I'm sorry, Sir." Harry didn't pull away, still keeping intense eye contact with the ruthless pirate in front of him.

Louis suddenly backed away, his face flushed. He looked down at the floor. "Let's go before I change my mind."

The Prince nodded, following him as the Pirate left the room.

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They walked into the dining hall.

Every pirate stopped what they were doing and looked up at the Prince as he walked in.