My Fairytale - Larry Stylinson AU

Chapter 1

“I think that's a crazy idea” Liam says not even looking up from his book. 

“Think about it, Liam, is not that impossible” replies an eager Louis.

“I'm not saying it's impossible” this time he looks up to see Louis pacing back and forth in the back of the library. 

Louis turns to look at him with a questioning look. 

“What I'm saying” continues Liam “Is that there is no way your parents are going to let you. Going away for six months? To the States? To study some... art-history courses? Mate, go to Italy for a month in the summer if you want to study art”

“Is not only the art-his...” Louis starts to say but Liam interrupts.

“And we've got a ton of events next semester. We've got grandma's birthday...”

“See?” asks Louis a little bit too loud for a library. “That's exactly what I'm tired of. Attending events that I really don't care about. The Queen's had enough birthdays. Is not like there's going to be a difference if I go or not”

“It would make a difference to me” replies Liam turning down the volume.

“Liam,” Louis pauses for a moment and sits beside his favourite cousin “you know what I mean. We are not 8 years old anymore, we can’t be running around at the events.” Liam smiles at the memories of them chasing each other inside the halls of the palaces, outside in the gardens that many workers used to spend all day gardening and taking care of. Of them catching frogs and hiding them in places where the maids would find them later and scream louder each time. Then their parents would give them a lecture but no one would really worry, because they were actually very good kids. Well behaved, very kind and with excellent grades.

Even though Liam was supposed to be a school year younger than Louis, they went to the same grade since they can remember, and Liam didn’t seem to have trouble with that, he was even smarter that some of the kids in older grades. They didn’t have many friends at school because they were “The princes”, or “The princesses” as the meaner kids would call them, but they had a very happy and “normal” childhood. They had each other and that was all they ever needed.

“Even if we both went to the public, social and whatnot events scheduled for next semester, we would get bored to death, we always do. We can’t talk, there’s always people expecting us to be perfect or, worse, expecting us to mess up so they have something to print the next day on the papers. I mean, are you not sick of this, Liam?”

Liam considers his answer for a second “Actually… No, not really”

“That’s because you are an attention whore” Louis slaps Liam’s head and Liam slaps him back.

“No, I mean, it’s not like I enjoy it but it’s the way it is and I’ve kind of just accepted it. I believe there’s no use hating what you do, even if it’s something you didn’t choose”

“Yeah, you say that because you are second in line to the throne and there’s no way you are getting out of this. Keep telling yourself that, mate.” Louis is more and more decided about this. He wants to do it. Going to America, only for one semester, that’s all he’s asking for. He will gladly return to his prince duties once this is finished.

“Well you are not that far from the throne yourself” Points out Liam with a smile on his face.

“Oh my God, Liam, you are right! I should start polishing my crown, for only six people must die so I can claim the throne” Louis starts dramatically half screaming

“Shh, Louis, they’re going to kick us out” says Liam laughing

“My dear Liam, I am truly sorry. But I must murder you, because I don’t believe you are dying anytime soon, and, in order for me to be king, you shall not breathe anymore” at this point Liam was dragging Louis out from the library, getting some hostiles looks from the other students. Once outside, he interrupted Louis’ soliloquy.