short stories~ some maybe angst~ descendants ships

come with me~ HARLOS

//trigger warning ⚠ hitting beating\\

The day started good for both boys. Well, as good for Harry as the Isle of The Lost can be. With Carlos living in Auradon and living that perfect life, he's been different... Litterly the word for him droopy. :(

Harry was looking forward to when Carlos and the rest of his gang will come and say who gets to come to Auradon. He wanted to see his puppy. His sweet lil boy again. ❤❤❤❤❤❤

Carlos on the other hand... He wasn't as so thrilled. He did miss Hook. So much he cries at night just thinking about him. But what's worse Jay told him who he had to pick. He couldn't pick his love. He needed them all to pick two kids instead of one. He needed Ben to say yes.

He walked to the Kings office and knocked on the door. Nerves took their place and his crazy anxiety took over. His hands shook without his meaning. Damn why can't asking for things be easier for him like any other kid? He didn't understand why.

"Come in." Ben called from his desk. He was busy with King things.

Carlos took a shakey breath and walked in. "Hey Ben.." He sounded like he could start crying at any given moment.

"Hey Carlos what's up?" Ben asks setting papers aside. He looked at him a warm smile on his face.

Carlos took another breath. Okay this will be easy. Just ask instead of one person if they can each pick two. Easy enough. "Uh- Ben- I was wondering- maybe... If instead of one person- we could each pick- two...?" At least he did it.

"I think that is a splendid idea Carlos!" Ben says smiling. "I'll let the others know you can each pick two kids." Ben called Mal.

Carlos sighs and slips out of the room. He shuts the door quietly. He walks back to his and Jay's dorm room. He fell on his bed face first.

Harry wondered who Carlos would pick. Probably someone other than himself. Since he heard that they could only pick one person. Harry found himself at Cruella De Vil's house and knocked on the door.

Cruella walks out and sees Harry. "Oh Harry it's you. What do you want? I didn't think Carlos came back. Well he's not here if he did." She of course knew about Carlos and Harry's fricking 8-year relationship. 8 years!

"I know that." Harry says. "Can I just go into Carlos' room?"

"You mean his little rug in my fur closet? Or his tree house he basically liked to say is his 'room'?"

"His tree house." Harry says.

"Go ahead." Cruella moves. "I was going to the villain meeting any way. Lock the door when your done. Feel free to steal. Who cares anymore." And with that she walks off.

Harry walked into the house. Shabby and damp place. Like the Isle itself. Geez fur coats everywhere. Fur obsessed bitch. That's what they'd call her. She treats Carlos like crap.

Harry walks out to the tree house and climbs up in there. He smiles and looks around. There's lots of hints of their relationship in here. The first shabby broken rose Harry had given Carlos for their anniversary. The box he'd given Carlos for his birthdate. He smiled at all the treasures. He and Carlos would of course spend endless nights up in the tree house talking. Talking about how their parents should just give up on being evil and retire. Carlos always said, "If mother would retire it'd be a maricle!" Harry'd laugh at that. They talked about Mal and Uma's ravilery. They'd come up with bad nicknames for Mal. Yeah Mal is one of Carlos' friends and gang member, but he can not like her sometimes. Right? Is that bad friends? Yeesh.

Harry spent so much time looking at their memories that he forgot the time. Shit! He's late!

Carlos got into the limo to go to the Isle. He was a little scared what the others would think. Well gosh the only few people who knew about his relationship with Harry was Evie of course. She was his first real friend. And when they were on the Isle gosh! She pushed him to ask Harry to be his boyfriend!