Prince Protection Program ~L.S~ (Book |)

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~Louis's POV~

We finally arrived to Robin's house and the car stopped.

"Aren't we still in England?" I asked.

"I know you lived in 'The Sun' in England but they won't find you. I tricked them. I left a plan that was written on a paper and accidentally dropped it. They will find it and go to the place I had written. They will think we're the dumb ones when actually they are." Robin said.

"Clever." I said, shrugging.

He chuckled and nodded. We both got out of the car and walked towards the door. Robin stuck his hand in his pocket and pulled out the keys to the house and then unlocked the door. We walked in and I looked around.

"Harry is at school but he's probably on his way right now." Robin said.

I nodded and continued to look around. It was neat and nice. The windows were bigger than the windows I had. They reached to the floor. The dining room was on the left side, by the entrance and the kitchen. On the right side was the living room which was also next to the kitchen.

"You will be sharing a room with Harry since we only have two rooms. There is a window seat that you can sleep on. His room is the last one down that hallway." Robin said, pointing towards the little hallway in the kitchen.

I nodded and walked down the hallway. The bathroom was on the right side and Robin's room was on the left side. The door to Harry's room was straight down the hallway. I opened the door and walked slowly around the room. The walls were a beautiful dark blue and had a bunch of posters of groups of boys.

One read: The Fray. I furrowed my eyebrows. The Fray? Is it a band? Harry's bed was made and had blue sheets and white pillows. Right beside his bed was a nightstand on the left. On the nightstand was a lamp and a picture.

I walked towards the picture and smiled when I saw it. It was a picture of a lady with brown hair. She was smiling. She was also hugging a little boy with curls. They both seemed really happy.

The lady must be his mother. They do look alike. Speaking of his mother. Where is she?

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Harry's POV

I opened the door to my house and sighed as I put my book bag on the floor. I walked down the hallway and stopped in my tracks when I saw my door open. What the? I walked into my room and gasped when I saw a boy looking around my room.

"Who are you and why the fuck are you in my room?" I asked angrily, startling the boy.

He turned around and he froze. He didn't respond. He just stood there.

"Hello?" I asked, annoyed, waving a hand in front of his face.

He blinked and stuttered, "I-I-"

"I see you have met Louis." I heard Robin say from behind me.

I turned around and glared at him.

"Can I have a word with you?" I asked, walking past Robin.

We entered the kitchen and I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Who is he and why is he here?" I asked.

"His name is Louis Tomlinson. Prince of 'The Sun'. He needed to stay here because his mum said to only trust me." Robin said.

"You could have told me about this!" I said, throwing my hands in the air.

"He can't stay here or in my room." I said, angrily gesturing towards his room.

He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"His castle has been ransacked by soldiers from another place. His mother only trusts me." he said calmly, "Where am I going to put him? In a trash can?"

"If you need to." I said, crossing his arms.

"Harry, I'm very disappointed in you. You can come out of your room if you learned how to be yourself."

"Not with him in there. I need privacy." I said.

"Go." Robin said as he closed his eyes.

I rolled my eyes and turned around and started walking towards my room. 'Louis' was sitting on my window seat, fumbling with his fingers.

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Louis's POV

"I guess you're staying." Harry said, as he sat on his bed, "Dont bother me ok?"

I furrowed my eyebrows at his words. This is what I didn't want to happen. It's been my first day and that already happened!

The second he walked in! I sighed and nodded. He got his phone out from his pocket and started taping his thumbs over the screen. Now what do I do? I can't bother him again.

And that's the last thing I want to do. I sighed. I guess I'll just keep looking around. Besides, its almost dark.