Confessions of a Gay Prince

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niall finished bathing and harry was kind enough to let him borrow some clothes that didn't fit him anymore. he put his large hand on niall's shoulder and lead him through the enormous ship that niall thought he'd get lost in and would go crazy and just jump into the ocean. 

"hey, look, it's iron!" he heard a voice call out through a slight chuckle and his eyes looked over to meet zayn who was leaning on the side of the ship with louis sitting on the edge of the ship and liam laying on the floor in front of them, the puppy looking lad looking up to look at harry temporarily. 

"hey, x-ray." harry greeted zayn. and yes, niall was aware zayn was his name, he'd seen their faces in posters countless times, so why was harry calling zayn x-ray? no clue. 

liam must've seen how confused niall looked so he sat up, putting his hand over his forehead so the sun wasn't in his eyes. "hey, iron, princey looks confused." and for a second, harry looked like he didn't care but mere seconds later, he pointed to louis, his hand still on niall's shoulder. "we call louis tommo, because of his last name." he pointed to liam, "over here is magnet, he's like a magnet, he finds every single hidden piece of treasure you could dream of." harry laughed, and it wasn't cruel, it was genuine and god, was it music to niall's ears. 

"we call zayn x-ray, he can see through everything and everyone. he's like, psychic." harry didn't laugh this time, he just smiled, and when the sun hit him perfectly, his green eyes became like rainforests and his cheeks sparkled and his rosy lips that niall just wanted to kiss were so beautiful and looked so soft. 

niall couldn't deny he was falling for the pirate, god, he definitely was and his little daydream about how handsome the pirate was, was soon broken when tarkyn and gabriel joined. harry grinned and niall wondered if the whole 'fucking idiots, i'll throw you overboard' thing was just a scare tactic. 

"alright, princey, you've met these two doofuses, but tarkyn's zigzag and gabriel's zero." niall looked up at harry and for once, he actually found the confidence to speak. 

"and why's that?" 

"because tarkyn does whatever he wants, even if it's against my orders. a little, zigzag-y." harry gave him a slight death stare but tarkyn didn't seem too bothered with it. "and gabriel's last name is zeron so, you can see where we make the connection." 

gabriel winked and niall giggled. harry mentally cooed. he had to resist the urge to pick up the small boy, pepper his pale face with kisses and pinch his cheeks SO. MANY. TIMES. 

his blue eyes were like crack, harry couldn't stop looking at them. god, they were so beautiful and if he could, he would make niall his in a few seconds. sadly, the boy didn't and would never feel the same way.