The Prince and His Kings (styles Brothers/larry )

Chapter 71

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third POV

"you weren't suppose to leave him alone you know that" edward yells throwing things at his brothers who were taking the hits because they felt that they deserved them.

"you knew what happened the last time that happened" he turns towards harry and shoves him "especially you" harry took ahove after shove until marcel grabbed edward and brought him into his chest as his younger sibling sobbed into his chest.

after finding louis the way they did alex immediately called for niall the irishman ran to their aid as fast as he could, he made in time to stitch louis up before he lost to much blood the blue eyed boy was currently asleep in his and the brothers shared bed the brothers a few feet away from him.

edward took what happened to louis hard, he knew that it was the voice that was responsible for his prince's new scars but it was also his fault why he didn't have the medicine he remembers louis telling him that he was almost out and when he checked the safe he was told jamie took them as a way of messing with louis and flushed them, he remembers promising him to get him more but he didn't.

of course when he told his brothers they didn't blame him because despite marcel being back and being the oldest edward was still in charge of the styles mob and it has been chaotic members turning into rats and turning onto one another two members trying to kill marcel and another one edward.

"h-h-he" the man couldn't get it out instead he clung onto his brother harder crying into his chest as the grip his brother had on him tightens "shh i know" marcel says running his hands through edwards hair. 

alex and harry sit on the couch they have in the room watching their older brothers they know edward needs this.comfort. and only one person knew how to give it to him and that was marcel being the oldest of the brothers edward always went to marcel when something was wrong. 

marcel was three inches taller then his younger brothers so when he picks edward up like a child the man looks small in his brothers arms.

marcel walks over to where louis was sleeping sitting on the bed with his brother still in his arms pressing kisses to his head "look up bubba " he nudges edwards head up to look at louis "you see that? that's the small boy that loves you ya know? he loves you just as much as me and our brothers do, despite the way you got him he knows you have done everything you can to protect him, you might not have been there all the time to save him but you do don't you?" he receives a nod in return "that beautiful sweet creature over their is ours! can you believe that!?" edward sits and stares at louis. 

louis. the small boy that had came into his mean cold life the small boy he was once mean to the one he easily forgot about when jamie came back the small boy he ignores when he's mad the small boy that despite the shit edward and his brothers have done to mostly edward and harry has stayed the small boy that they now cherish and love the small boy that they would kill or be killed for, the small boy that has turned the meanest coldest and ruthless killers of uk soft and kind when he's around. the small boy that puts smiles on their faces when just thinking about him.

just thinking about the mean shit that him and his brothers has done to louis makes him sick to his stomach never should he treat his prince like that again, he shall treat him like the prince he is and nothing less. 

"ours"