The Pirate Prince *Larry Stylinson*

A Man that lays with another man

Yay finally!

Important: I love 5sos and negative characters parts are entirely fictional. BTW, Sorry, I was planning to finish the story up in this chapter but I was too busy. Soon it'll be over. I swear.

Chapter 41

He woke up to the wind blowing his hair around. Opening his eyes in the dark of the night, he wondered why Harry's bed seemed so uncomfortable. But when he tried to sit up, he figured out he was tied up with big ropes and thrown in the smallest and dirtiest closet he has ever seen. A closet which looked more like a small cage at the back side of the deck.

And then he remembered!

His heart beat raised and in a second it was bursting out of his chest.

He didn't what had happed to Harry, He knew the black haired man didn't want to fight with One Direction, he only wanted to get away but it didn't grantee Harry's life not to be beaten out of him by those men even though he said he was taking him along with.

The ropes were hurting his wrists but he didn't care, he tried shouting but it felt like his energy was sucked out of his. He was feeling too tired to even move. But why?

His head felt funny like too light for what he used to remember and his throat was dry. His brain was functioning as it was but his body wasn't under his control. Had he become sick or...maybe... Did they drug him?

Louis's mind going over how Harry wasn't dead from the gunshot by the man, could he be alright just one more time? Was he gonna look for him?

He spent the long night thinking of many things. His thoughts were mostly about Harry. How he tortured and made his feel loved at the same time... And Louis weren't even given enough time to confess that he loved him back. Thinking he never might be able to do so brought tears to his eyes. Why was everything always breaking down when he was so close to finding peace?

Destiny was playing a game on his which he didn't find funny.

His body's weakness was getting worst until he fell asleep with the morning light.

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It felt a little lighter around him. Was it morning and they'd started moving?

But now that he was thinking about it, he hadn't felt the ship movements last night or now for all it seemed they weren't moving.

"Poor lad, there seemed to be nothing foil about him but he's rotten from the inside,"

Louis heard as he slowly opened his heavy eyelids. Another pirate was standing by the door, talking to that guy named Ash.

Ashton's eyes was floating with worry, "You're just repeating everything what you hear. Do you even know the meaning what you're sayin' ?"

"When are we going to London?" asked the second boy without a care to what Ashton said.

Louis tried to make a move or but he couldn't. The sky seemed like sunset, had he been asleep all day?

"You talk too much ... it's none of your business!"

"Wow someone's on a nasty mood! We'll get back to our trip after we're done with these two... the sea is where you better have friends than enemies Mr. Irvine!! "He grinned then he looked at Louis and continued, "Captain better finish his plan before this one just die on his own. If One Direction could be found, we would have up to now ... Those misfortunes fuck ups are now scared and went into hiding until we leave. And we can't search the whole island in the hope that maybe we'll find their ship the gulf! "