✔️He's the Queen!

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"What a-are you talking about?" He stuttered, feeling like the plan was going down the drain.

"It's okay Prince, your secret is safe with me." Albert finally said after a short moment of silence. He could sense that he was making Zayn uneasy, which is not what he intended at all.

"Thank you so much Mister Albert. I am not trying to cause trouble I swear. I just don't want my baby sister to be forced to marry the prince and leave the person she actually loves." He confessed.

"So that's why you did it. I can already feel that you are a great lad-y. Once again if you need help for anything feel free to ask yeah?" Zayn nodded. How lucky was he to have found a man this nice and understanding.

"I appreciate your help thank you so so much." Albert chuckled.

"Stop thanking me. These dumb rules should be banned." They walked for a few more seconds before coming to a stop in front of a door. "We're here." He knocked twice softly on the door and they waited before it opened.

The second Harry and Zayn locked eyes, it was love at first sight. They couldn't explain it. Especially Harry. How could he be so head over heels for a woman with just one look when he knows he is gay??

"Miss Malik." Albert gestured to Zayn whom greeted once again like a lady was taught to.

"Nice meeting you princess." Harry said looking deep inside Zayn's eyes before gently taking ahold of his hand and bringing it to his lips, leaving a tender kiss there, still looking him in the eyes making the later blush furiously.

"I need to leave to attend your families. Welcome to the Styles miss Malik." Albert said with a fond smile, getting them out of their headspace.

"Thank you Mister Albert." With that he walked away and Zayn and Harry were left standing there.

"Mind going in princess?" Harry asked timidly.

"Please just call me Waliyah." Zayn said with a smile before walking inside.

"Make yourself at home sit anywhere you want." The green eyed man said before closing the door and joining him when he sat at the edge of his bed. 

"What is it that we need to discuss Mr. Harry." Harry chuckled nervously, scratching his nape.

"Please just call me Harry you're making me feel older than I already am." Zayn nodded. "Are you sure that you are okay with...all of this?" He asked, gesturing in between them.

"With us?" Harry nodded. "Which part? The wedding?"

"Everything really. Just tell me what you agree with and what you don't want to do." Zayn frowned. He didn't expect Harry to be so nice and pliant.

"I-I can we not be touchy, I don't really feel comfortable." Harry nodded. "I actually have a boyfriend back home, his name is Niall but you know how villagers are looked upon." Zayn sighed sadly.

"It's okay Waliyah we don't have to do anything especially if you already have your beau back home. I'm sorry that you had to get dragged into all this just for me to get crowned." Harry replied sadly.

"It's okay I understand, you didn't make the rules you're just following them like we all have to."

"Thank for being understanding, I promise you you will be back with Niall as soon as all of this is done." Zayn nodded. That was a plus for his sister, everything was going great.

"But what about the...night?" He asked with a blush.

"As for the blood on the sheet don't worry. Fun fact, my nose bleeds pretty often and pretty easily so we can do that. I would have suggested some kind of sauce but mother told me that they smell it to make sure." Harry said, scrunching up his nose.