"Hahahahha."

Louis awoke that day to loud after, a chorus of shouts and yells. He groaned remembering his surroundings. He was still on the ship One Direction, he still had a collar around his neck. And he was still stuck with Captain Harry fucking Styles.

With a grunt he made his way out of the curly haired pirates quarters, where he had been forced to sleep and onto the main deck. He followed the sound of laughter.

The small prince released a gasp when he noticed the ruckus going on - there Ashton was, on the plank as pirates laughed and mocked him. Harry was out front, sword in hand.

"Jump!"

"Wobble the plank."

"Just stab him cap."

"Bahahah."

Louis frowned, Ashton was one of the only people who had been nice to him. The caramel haired boy stepped up to the large crowd of pirates before yelling, "stop it! That's not nice."

And suddenly, the crowd went dead silent as Harry Styles turned softly on his feet to face the small Prince.

The smirk on his lips said nothing but trouble.

"Oh hello, would you look at that, little Princess is finally awake." Harry turned back towards the plank before using his boot to kick an non expecting Ashton off the wooden object. 

"NOOOO," Louis screamed rushing to the edge of the boat, holding onto one of the ropes he looked over the edge to see the caramel haired man surfacing the water.

"Why did you do that Harry!" Louis screams as he throws a life jacket over the edge and moves to release the safety boat.

A second later the curly haired pirate is grasping his arm pulling him into his chest. The prince gasps as Harry holds him in place so they are chest to chest, Harry staring down at his much smaller frame.

"Watch out Princess, wouldn't want top find yourself in Ashton's position would ya?" 

Louis clenches his jaw, "get him up Harry."

The pirate merely chuckles, smirk never faltering, "get him up... who?"

The Prince bashes against Harry's hold but he is too weak. He looks over his shoulder, Harry's entire crew is watching, he knows what the man wants him to say - he has to put aside his pride for Ashton's life.

"get him up please Daddy."

A chorus of "oooooh" and "get some" can be heard, but Louis is too busy planning the Captain's demise, or at least a way to wipe the smirk off his face.

"Get him out of the water Lads."

Louis pulls away from the man, who finally releases his elbow.

"I hate you."

"Don't hate me princess. Hate is a strong word."

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"Ashton?" Louis tentatively asked, walking into the once wet man's room.

A smile graced the almost pirates face, "hi Louis come in... thanks so much for helping me today.... they usually do let me up, but not as fast as you made them do it."

Louis smiled as he sat next to the man.

"I'm glad Harry listened to me, even if he did embarrass me in the process."

"Don't worry about it Lou, you know.... I don't think you realise how much power and potential power you have over Harr-"

A second later the door was opening roughly and the said rugged curly haired man was entreating the room with a rope in hand.

"Ashton I would suggest you shut your good for nothing mouth before I do it for you." The man paused before turning to Louis, smirk immediately appearing on his face, "hello Princess - come with me."

Harry motioned with his finger for Louis to follow. The Prince held his chin up high in refusal, "I'm not a dog!"

The Captain sighed, "oh well, guess it will be the hard way."

With that Harry was attaching the rope to the collar on the Prince's neck. Forcefully leading him out of the room by his side.

Harry smirked as the little prince stumbled along behind him, "goodnight Ashton."

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"Little Princess, that was very brave of you this morning... but just know. I'm in charge. Not you."