Louis' POV

I sit on my bed, thinking about Harry and our relationship and come to the conclusion that I loved him. It was a strange thing to come to, when I had. I had never been in love, before so I had nothing to judge it on, but I was sure that I loved Harry. A knock interrupts my thoughts. Before I could speak the door opens and I'm greeted by my mother. 

"Louis, I think we need to talk," She says. She hurries into the room and takes a seat next to me on my bed. She pulls one of my hands into her own and with the other, slides a lock of my hair behind my ear. 

"What's wrong?" 

"Darling, I hope you realize that just because you're married to Gemma doesn't mean you have to love her. If you like Harry then don't be afraid to admit it," She explains. How did she know that I didn't like Gemma and instead liked Harry? I was nearly certain I hadn't told her anything about it.

"How do you know that I love Harry?" 

"Louis, that's a silly question, I'm your mother. I know you better than anyone," She answers. I try to process that and give up. It wasn't worth dwelling over, I'm sure one of the maids saw us and gossiped about it. 

"Now that that's out of the way, do you like Harry?" She asks. She rubs my hand gently, caressing it. I'm immediately put to ease as she rubs into my hand. My mother's touch was calming and truly inviting. 

"She's a wonderful girl, but I don't actually think I'm in love with her," I admit. 

"That's fine! There's nothing to be upset about. You need to tell her, though, she can't be in the dark about it." The idea of going to Gemma and telling her that I loved her brother terrified me. What was I going to do if she reacted badly? My stomach turned at the thought. 

"You aren't really supposed to love your spouse, Louis. Do you truly think your father and I still love each other? Well, we don't. Perhaps at first it was love, but after you were born it was mostly for the people. That only role of the queen is to deliver the next in line for the crown," Mother explains. I knew that my parents had fallen out of love a short while after my birth, but it sounded much harsher coming from her. 

"So I only have to have a child with her?"

"Yes, that's all, one child and you can be with Harry. Of course you can't outright say that you love Harry. Of course the people will still believe that you're in love with Gemma, but here you can like whoever," She says.

"Thanks, I really needed this talk," I tell her.

"It's fine, I had a feeling you needed to talk about something. Don't forget to speak with Gemma about your feelings," She reminds me. She brings my hands to her lips and presses a quick kiss before quietly leaving my room. 

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"You what?" I sit on the bed next to Gemma and frown as tears continue to roll down her eyes. I held her hands the same way my mother held mine, hoping it lessened the blow. 

"I'm really an sorry Gem, promise," I sigh. Gemma hadn't taken it too well. She sniffles silently, pulling her hand away and tucking her hair behind her ears before wiping her puffy eyes. 

"How long?" 

"I'm not sure how long I've liked him. I assume that it was always there, since the beginning just buried beneath everything. Do you remember that day when I came home late from town? I was out with Harry and I think that's when I realized I liked him," I answer. She gives me a small nod.

"You've liked my brother this long and you are just now telling me?" She huffs, letting out a little laugh. I could tell how much I really hurt her. It hadn't been my intention, because like I said she was a lovely girl.  

"I don't know what else you want me to do. I'm coming with you to the truth now because I figured you deserved to know," I sigh, massaging my temples. 

"Well what are we supposed to now? It's obvious you don't want to continue staying married." I notice her tears had finally started drying up, leaving only the traces down her face. 

"We can't get a divorce."

"Why not? It's obvious that you don't want to be with me anymore. You can just go marry my stupid brother and I'll leave," She huffs. I try not to get hung up on her words. I couldn't fathom the pain she was going through. 

"I know it sounds bad, but town's people need a queen and I need a heir to the throw," I explain. I feel so bad for her. Gemma was such a nice girl and she deserved so much better than this. I wish I could've given her better luck. 

"So, I'm forced to stay in a marriage where my husband loves my brother? I'm forced to stay here and watch the person I love go off and kiss my brother and I'm supposed to be okay with that?" 

"I'm so sorry, Gemma, you deserve better," I sigh. 

"That's all your gonna say?" 

"Gem, please, you have to understand that I really have nothing against you. You're a really nice person and I wish I could have it another way, but I can't see any other way out of this," I say. 

"I understand, I can tell he makes you happy, happier than you ever were with me." She mutters the last part, but I still hear her. 

"Are you going to be comfortable having my child?" I knew it was probably a bad time to bring it up, but it had to be discussed and since I was ruining everything now, I may as well get it all out there. 

"It's not like I really have a choice," She huffs angrily. 

"We don't have to if you don't want to." 

"Sure we do stop lying to yourself Louis. You know that it's my job to give you a son whether either of us like it," She snaps.

"I didn't ask for this to happen! You can't get mad at me because you aren't the person that I love, all right? I'm not going to sit down and let you make me feel guilty because my heart turned a different way. I know you're just jealous of your brother anyway!" I was beyond upset. She couldn't just blame this all on me. It wasn't my fault that I love someone and I can't change that. If I could, I would do it in a heartbeat. I wish I never fell for that damn boy. 

"Screw you, Louis," She says, as she storms out of the room. She slams the door and when she's gone I flip the door off before yelling angrily into a pillow. 

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Hey guys! So I'm not quite sure how many chapters are left, but I know there's not a lot! After this I'm thinking of starting another book. I know it's gonna be a short book, kind of like Him and Dear Harry (if you've read them you'll understand). If you have any ideas of something else you wanna see leave a comment! Thanks for reading and I hoped you enjoyed! ~B