Okay this is not edited and like it probably sucks and this is maybe the second last chapter ? I'm sorry I didn't update frequently but school is being VVV bad to me and for the first time my reason for not updating is not my laziness. Thank you for the 1K votes, my dream is achieved. Thank you for reading this story still. All the love. Hope you like this chapter.

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Harry turns around and pats his hand around the bed trying to get hold of a petite waist.

When he doesn't , he sat up straight looking around the room for any sign of Louis.

It was all just a dream, he isn't really here, he's off married to the pretty girl he brought and he probably is going to settle down and forget about me, why did I even think this was going to work—

His eyes lock on the clothes sprawled out on the floor which were clearly Louis', he then let out a sigh of relief.

He didn't leave, it wasn't a dream, he's here in my home, he's going to be with me.

Harry smiled at that and picked up one of his shirts and put it on and pulled on a pair of trousers.

Then he made his way out of his room and when he heard the noise of two people chatting and this giggle which could only belong to his Louis, coming from the dining room he went there.

He leaned across the door frame and looked at his boyfriend and mother,the Queen, gossiping over tea.

Louis looked like he belonged there.

"I knew that Susan was wrong, I mean that clearly wasn't a Ruby!"

"Ofcourse it wasn't!" Louis said, taking a sip of his tea.

"Am I interrupting something?" Harry said, making his presence known.

"Hazza!" Louis said, enthusiastically, going over to attach himself to Harry's side.

"Good morning to you too." Harry said, smiling, placing a peck on Louis' forehead.

"Louis and me were just discussing about precious stones." The queen said, smiling, because her son was finally happy.

"And now that you're awake, I have to go take care of something." Louis said, pulling away from Harry side.

Harry smiled looking at Louis wearing his clothes, which were a little big on him, but then he frowned once he realised what Louis said, "Wait, where are you going?"

"I'm going out, for something, I'll be back in an hour or so." Louis said, looking up at Harry.

"Fine, but you will take Zayn with you."

"But—"

"No buts."Harry said, sternly.

Louis puffed out a breath, "Okay fine."

"Zayn!" He shouted, before making his way out of the palace.

"He really just fits in, doesn't he?" The queen asked, smiling at the boy.

"That he does."

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Louis took a deep breath and knocked on the door of his house.

"You wait out here okay?" Louis turned back and told Zayn.

"Ofcourse, sure." Zayn said, nodding, and went to take his place besides the door way.

Louis' mother opened the door,
"Hello mother."

"What are you doing here? Didn't you have enough? Leaving your father like that—"

"What happened to father?" Louis asked frowning.

"I found him unconscious in the attic, two hours after you left. The doctors say he needs bed rest or else...that's besides the point, why have you come back? So you could insult us more—"

Louis didn't listen to his mother and went in and over to his father's room.

"Come back Louis! Listen to me!"

By the time his mother caught up to him he was already in his father's room.

"Louis..." His father said, smiling weakly at him.

"Father.." Louis said, going to his side.

"Jay could you leave us alone for a bit?" His dad asked.

Jay nodded and then left, closing the door behind her.

"I'm sorry father, I did this to you I'm sorry—"

"No Louis, it wasn't you, come on, don't listen to your mother. You never did, why now?" His dad said, smiling at him, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah." Louis said, wiping the tears that were threatening to fall.

His dad sat up, "Did Harry send you here alone?"

"No he sent Zayn with me..."

"Good, good...what brings you here? Is something wrong?" His dad asks, worried.

"No no," Louis says, blushing," everything is fine, excellent actually. I just, I want to propose to Harry, I mean he's the prince but I want to do this you know? On my own, so I came here to ask if maybe you could help me. If you want to, that is."

His father's smile caught him off guard, then slowly his father got up and walked over to his cupboard. There's was a drawer which was locked but his father opened it using a key from the bunch he had and from there Louis' father removed a red velvet box.

With the box he walked over to Louis and placed it in his hand.

"It was the most expensive, beautiful, precious thing from when I was young. I got it for the most precious and beautiful boy," his father said, tears brimming his eyes, Louis sat there shocked, "I couldn't give it to the boy I loved, I hope you can." His father said, enclosing the box in Louis' hand.

"I didn't...I never knew.."

"There are a lot of things you don't know, son and remember whatever I did, I did to protect you. I'm sorry if you felt confined in your own home."

Louis lunged forward and hugged his father tight.

"Thank you father."

"Fight for as long as you can and never, I mean never, be afraid."

Louis nodded, finally finding comfort in his father like he used to when he was small.

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"Louis?" Harry asked as Louis dragged him to the King and the Queen's room.

"No questions right now Haz, just follow me."

"It is my house you know." Harry asked.

"Shut up."

And with that Louis opened the door to the King and the queen's room.

The King looked at Louis surprised.

"Louis? What a surprise to see you." The King asked, confused.

"Yeah it's a pleasure to see you too but I've come with a more pressing matter which affects your whole kingdom." Louis said, letting go of Harry's hand and going and standing in front of the royalties.

A serious look came upon the King, he joined his hand and rested his chin on it, "What is it?" He asked.

"I want to ask for your son's hand in marriage." Louis said, his face serious.

The King visibly relaxed in his seat and the queen let out a sigh.

"We thought we were going to be attacked for a minute or someone declared a war against us, but yes, we agree to your proposal." The King said, smiling, looking at the queen for approval, who did approve of it.

Then Louis turned to Harry, who stood in the middle of the room, dumbstruck.

Louis stood in front of him, getting down on one knee and opening the red box in front of Harry.

"Prince Harry Styles, you are the love of my life and I can't see myself with anyone except you. So would you do the honour of marrying me?" Louis asked, looking into the green eyes he loved so much.

Harry nodded eagerly, muttering yes , yes and yes over and over again, his green eyes pooled with tears.

Louis grinned wide and slipped the gold ring with an actual ruby on it, on Harry's slender finger. Surprisingly and fortunately it fit.

"Come here you idiot." Harry said, before pulling Louis in for a kiss.

Louis smiled against Harry's lips , letting out a content smile.

He was the happiest man in the world, really.
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