Six:

                                    

                                          
Prince Harry recoiled further against the wall, watching as the Pirate steadily approached him.
                          
"Comfortable?" The Pirate King chuckled through the bars. 
                          
Harry sat silently, looking up at the dangerous pirate stood in front of him.
                          
Louis slowly pulled out a small key from his pocket before unlocking the bars. 
                          
He walked inside the cell, kneeling down to where the trembling Prince was curled up. 
                          
Harry's breathing began to quicken from the closeness of his deadly captor. His heart beat out of his chest as he waited for the man to make a move. 
                          
Louis just stared at him for a moment, studying Harry's frightened green eyes. 
                          
"I'm gonna take the gag off." Louis finally said. "Don't make me regret it." 
                          
The Prince gave a timid nod before allowing the pirate to slip the cloth from his mouth. 
                          
Harry licked his swollen lips, letting out a shaky breath before attempting to speak.
                          
"What are you gonna d-" 
                          
The Prince felt a slap across his cheek.
                          
"Rule number one.. Don't speak unless spoken to. Got it?" 
                          
The Prince felt his eyes brim with tears once again.
                          
He decided not to speak.
                          
"I said.." The Pirate leaned his face closer to Harry's. "Got it?"
                          
"Yes." The Prince nodded in agreement.
                          
"You call me Sir." Louis added. 
                          
Harry gulped. "Yes S-Sir.."
                          
"Good." The Pirate stood up, leaning his back against the bars. "Rule number two. If you try to escape, my men will kill you on sight. Understood?"
                          
Harry nodded once again. "Y-Yes.."
                          
"Yes, what?" 
                          
"Yes, Sir." Harry gave a scared nod. "I-I understand, Sir."
                          
"And rule number three.." The Pirate crouched down once again. "You do what I say, when I say it. I am the Captain of this ship and what I say goes.. Is that understood?"
                          
The Prince nodded, looking deeply into the pirate's blue eyes. "Y-Yes, Sir."
                          
"Good." Louis paused. "If any of these rules are broken.. I will make sure you receive the proper punishment." 
                          
Harry gulped at his comment.
                          
"Wait a second.." Suddenly Louis furrowed his brows before tightly grabbing Harry's cheeks. 
                          
The Prince yelped from his grab. 
                          
"Why do you have a black eye!" Louis yelled.
                          
Harry looked down at the floor, hesitant to speak. "Umm.."
                          
"Tell me!"
                          
"One of your men punched me on the upper deck." The Prince paused, gathering his thoughts. "I think the other men called him.. Zayn." 
                          
"God damn it!" The Pirate stood up. "I told them not to fucking touch you!" 
                          
Harry looked down at the floor.
                          
"He'll be sorry he ever disobeyed me!" Louis shouted. 
                          
Louis kneeled down to the Prince, attempting to lift the cloth to his mouth once again.
                          
"Wait.." Harry looked up at him. "Please, leave it off.. Sir.. I-I promise I won't make a sound." 
                          
Louis couldn't help but get lost in the Prince's scared green eyes as he desperately looked up at him.
                          
Why did he care?
                          
"Alright." The pirate backed away, leaving the cloth from his mouth. "Don't make me change my mind."
                          
"Thank you, Sir." The Prince said.
                          
"Wow." Louis scoffed. "I didn't know a royal even knew the words 'thank you.'"
                          
"We're not all bad, ya know." Harry gave a slight smirk, revealing a dimple. "Some royals are actually very nice."
                          
Louis noticed his dimple. 
                          
Why did he have to be so beautiful?
                          
"It's not gonna work on me, Princess." The pirate folded his arms.
                          
"What's not gonna work?" 
                          
"Your stupid charm and good looks. There's no way you're squirming your way out of this so you can just stop trying." 
                          
"I'm not trying-"
                          
"Enough!" The Pirate King shouted.
                          
"Sorry, Sir.." The Prince looked down at the dirty floor below him. 
                          
"I'll be back." Louis opened up the steel bars, walking out of the cell. "Don't try anything."
                          
The Prince nodded as Louis locked the door behind him, leaving Harry alone in the cell once again.