I'm in Love With A Criminal

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Tbh, I really don't know where this book is going. It sucks. I'm so sorry.

I went back and changed a few things from last chapter, just because I don't like how they went.

Quick TW: blood, physical harm and torture, mention of rape

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Harry was quick to leave the room and run as far as he could from Louis. He didn't understand. He wanted it. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted to hold him. He wanted him. All of him.

But it felt so wrong. Now that they actually kissed, it felt inappropriate. It felt like he had made Louis feel that way. Like Stockholm Syndrome. It wasn't good at all.

Somehow, he found himself walking towards one of the house's secret rooms. They had designed the house years ago, and they had made sure to add multiple, secret rooms to make the design confusing for others. He had soon arrived in front of a large, metal door. It was shut, but he could still hear the screams of agony and pain. It made him full of happiness.

He slowly opened the door and saw Jake chained to the wall, blood smeared everywhere, with Zayn and Liam standing around. It seemed that Liam had been slicing his skin and burning his flesh as Zayn had been recording reactions. Jake's blood had ended up on the walls around him. His clothing looked like it was completely ripped off him.

Harry walked into the room and quickly shut the door just as Liam ran his knife along Jake's skin once again, but much faster and harder. He let out an ear-piercing scream. The boys looked over to Harry, who had put a hand up for them to stop.

As Liam took a step back, the boy started coughing and moaning in pain. Harry made his way over to him and knelt down in front of him. "Would you like to talk about it now?"

Jake didn't say anything. Instead, he looked up at him with terror and anger. With a swift motion, he moved his arms and feet around in hopes of something hitting Harry. But it didn't work.

Harry gripped his ankles hard. He thought about everything Louis told him. How Jake left him. How he called him a fag. How he had bullied him. It filled him with rage that someone would do that to his boy.

The more Louis' words filled his head, the tighter his grip on his ankles got. Jake groaned loudly, but still didn't budge.

Finally, he grabbed Liam's used, bloody knife and sliced his Achilles Tendon. He listened to the satisfying sound of the pop of the tendon and the scream from the boy in front of him.

"How about now?"

Jake groaned as he squeezed his eyes shut. "God, p-please just l-let me go. I didn't do anything!"

"Bullshit. Bull. Fucking. Shit," Harry screamed as he ran the weapon along his skin with every word.

"I swear!" Jake yells.

Harry got closer to him. "Well a little birdie told me that you weren't being so nice to an innocent, adorable boy at school."

Jake stared at him. His confused glare turned into a look of disbelief. "Louis?" Harry stared back at him with no emotion. "How the hell did he tell you?! Are you the one that kidn-"

"Yeah, yeah I did," Harry said with no shame. He wasn't worried that he would tell anyone. In fact, he had different plans for Jake.

Jake stared in shock for a few moments before rattling his chains. "Let me go! I'm not the only one that's been fucking with him!"

Harry face dropped. His eyes grew cold as he listened to those words come out. "Who else has been fucking with him?"

Jake went silent. He looked away from the criminal that sat impatiently in front of him. Harry grabbed his jaw with enough force to crack it and turned him to face him. "Tell me, Goddammit!"

"Jessica, Adam, Daniel and Beau!" Jack blurted out. He couldn't help the tears fall from his face. "They're all in our grade."

"Tell me about them." Harry ordered, gripping his jaw harder.

"Jessica makes fun of him for being feminine. Daniel and Beau harass him in the locker room before football practice," Jake said. He stops and Harry starts pushing his head against the wall. "And Adam... he sexually assaults him."

Harry stops once again. His blood starts to boil. "Excuse me?"

"He slaps his ass every day whenever they pass each other," Jake explains. "He forced him to grind at homecoming. After the dance... he started walking Louis out, but then dragged him to h-his car and.... r-raped him."

The room goes silent. That is until Harry acts before thinking. He lets go of him forcefully before standing up and taking a small pistol from a stand. He listens to Jake's pleads as he loads the gun and aims... and the pleads go silent.

Harry throws the gun on the floor and makes his way past a shocked Liam and Zayn. He walks to the door and calls back to them without turning around or stopping.

"You know what to do."

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A/N- I'm so sorry for the short, cringe chapter. It was a really busy day for me but I wanted to get something out.