Louis curled in on himself in the tub, sinking further into the water - he watched as the pirate stood up and flopped into a chair in the corner.

He whimpered as he pirate stare never faltered, his head merely hung in embarrassment.

"What do you want to know....?" Louis whispered as he scratched at his arm underneath the warm water, the heat was anything but relaxing.

"How nice of you to ask." The prince wanted to roll his eyes at the fellan's sarcastic tone, instead he just reluctantly listened to what the pirate said.

"Im sure you and your little royal buddies on their royal throwns know all about this... the legend of the jewelled island. Tell me little princess, what has mummy and daddy told you about this?" Harry crossed his legs, an intent expression gracing his face as he chucked Louis a sponge to clean himself.

The prince squeaked, but wet the sponge and began to clean his knees.

"The legend of the jewelled island... a place where treasure litters the beach... a place where the cup of eternal youth is hidden deep in the forest. The legend of the jewelled island - is just that, a legend."

Louis' voice was nothing but a whisper as he tugged on the collar on his neck unhappily however gasped when the pirate suddenly stood up, tredding softly towards him.

"Now now prince. Don't lie to me - we both know it is no legend." Louis gulped as he hung his head.

The pirate growled as his fingers looped there way through the collar of the prince's neck, pulling up so the boy looked at him.

"Tell me!" Harry growled as he glared at the boy, cutting off his oxygen.

"Le-let go..." Louis begged, "I'll tell you..."

A second later he was gasping for air as Harry released him squatting down to the nude prince's level.

"Spill."

"I don't know the exact location.... Hell, it is only something Ive heard my dad talk of... I don't if it is real, but he says he has been there."

"Where is it."

Louis gulps before answering, "mermaids cove."

Harry eyes the boy suspiciously, "mermaids cove? Hmm that is suspiciously near you home town princess.... your not planning on escaping me are you? I thought you loved me."

"I fuckin wish." Louis mumbled huffing when the pirate splashed him in the face.

"You better not be lying princess, or you will be in a lot of pain."

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Louis huffs as he kicks the door. Harry had locked him inside the darn Captains quarters again and he was awfully hungry. And finally he falls onto the bed and lets himself cry, he rubs at his neck - hating the tightness of the collar. He rubs at his arms, hating the clothing on his skin (Harry insisted he wear his pirate clothing).

Eventually he hears the door unlock, and immediately jumps to stand up, wiping away his tears. An unfamiliar face welcomes themselves into his sight. Louis frowns as he stares at the godly looking man with raven hair; because... not he doesn't look unfamiliar, he looks very familiar. He just can't place a name to the face.

"Do-Do I know you?" Louis questions as he bites his lip. The man doesn't respond, just grabs his arm and tugs him outside and towards the banquette room.

Louis pauses when he steps inside the room full of at least 20 pirates. But at the top of the table, is a smirking shirtless Harry Styles.

"Come here princess." Harry mocks, motioning for the prisoner to sit on his lap. Louis puts up a barrier but eventually is tugged onto the man's lap, small hands bracing himself against Harry's tattooed chest.

All the pirates burst out in laughter, Louis just wants to be swollen by a sea monster.

"Yo Liam feed Ashton would ya? Even freshmen need something." Harry grumbles.

Only now does Louis notice that the nice (well nicest he has met) pirate from before is sitting in the corner of the room, without a chair.

He gasps when the boy is tossed a bowl of mushed meat and begins to eat like a dog.

"Stop... that's mean." Louis whimpers softly, once again the crew burst out laughing, but this time Harry stays silent only a smirk gracing his features.

"Oh Princess. You don't even want to see how mean I can be."