Island Boy (Larry Love Story)

Arguments

  Louis' POV

I walked inside with Harry and looked over to him seeing that he was looking around curiously. "Okay sir, he's just in his study." My guard spoke. "Okay.." I spoke tapping Harry on the shoulder. "You stay here okay? I'll be right back." I spoke. He tilted his head at me. I held my hands up to him trying to mean for it to be 'stay here' "Lou Lou.." He spoke. "I'll be back Harry," I spoke to him turning around walking into my father's study. He was sitting at his desk, and once I opened the door he instantly looked up at me. "Good to see you made it back.." He spoke. I just closed the door behind me walking up to his desk. "Were you not thinking at all when you went out on that boat?!" He asked me sounding upset. I looked down. "I'm sorry.." I murmured. "Sorry doesn't cut it Louis! You could've died! Then who would take on the family name!" I didn't really know what to say to that. Was that really all he cared about? "Look Louis, I've arranged a set up for you and Eleanor later this week." He spoke, and I just frowned. "Dad! I don't want to marry her!" I yelled. "That's why I went out on that boat! You never listen to me!" I added. My father glared at me. "Louis, what gives you the right to speak to me in that kind of tone?" He asked getting up from his seat. I took a step back slightly shaking, I have never talked to my father in that kind of tone before. I had no clue on how to respond to that. "I.." I spoke, but that was all that was able to come from my mouth. "You what Louis?!" My father spoke in an aggressive like tone he came from behind his desk and was now in front of me. I saw him raise his hand and I shut my eyes tight blocking my face with my hands. "Please no!" I spoke in fear when suddenly I heard a THUD and I moved my arms opening my eyes seeing Harry and he had tackled my father to the ground. "What are you doing Harry?!" I asked grabbing his arm pulling him off my dad. He then hugged me in what felt like a protective like manner and glared down at my father. 

"Louis who the hell is this?!" My father asked with hatred as he got up to his feet dusting of some lint from his pants. "Well..This is Harry...He protected me when I drifted to an island." I explained. "We pay people to do that Louis.." My father spoke as he made his way back behind his desk. "Yes but dad, look at him, he grew up in the jungle, when he found me, he couldn't even speak, I..I've been trying to teach him how but..its a little difficult." I tried to explain. "Indeed it is Lou.." My father spoke. grabbing his pen starting to do some paper work. "Dad..I think I'm the first person he's ever seen...He looked like a kid in a candy store when he first saw me." I spoke to him. He looked up at me. "And why are you telling me this?" He asked sounding annoyed. "Could he please stay here? Its the least we could do after he protected me." I spoke. 'and kidnapped him' I mentally added. My father sighed a bit putting his pen back down and looked up at me. "Your kidding me...Right?" He asked. "No sir.." I added. My father sighed a bit. "Louis..look at him, he's nothing like us, he can't stay here." He spoke. "Why are you judging him by how you first see him?! Can't you just give him a chance!" I asked getting upset. My father sighed shaking his head. "I'm not having this argument with you Louis, I'l see you at dinner.." He spoke. "Great to see you again too." I muttered walking out of the room with Harry. "Lou Lou?" He asked sounding concerned once I closed the door behind us and I looked up at him. "I told you to stay out here Harry," I spoke to him and he looked down as if he were ashamed. I then felt bad and hugged him and he hugged me back, wrapping his arms around my smaller body. "But I'm glad you stepped in to help me." I spoke I then came up with an idea. "Come with me, maybe if I get you cleaned up by supper, my dad will let you stay." I spoke smiling taking Harry's hand walking with him to my room. "Good day Sir Louis," One of the butler's spoke to me. "Hello James, hey can you run a bath for him please?" I asked as I looked through my clothes, no doubt I knew none of them would fit Harry. "And uh...Maybe find some clothes for him?" I asked pointing over to Harry. "Of coarse sir," He replied leaving the room.