69 For 28 || l.s

7.

The morning begun with countless birds, singing outside. Harry woke up, feeling every bone of his body. The floor is hard, because it's basically stone, he slept on stone.

He sat up, his back aching, which went up and turned into a headache. He didn't even know what time it was. From the light coming through the garage door, he could only think that it might be morning.

Hours passed as he tried in vain to free his hands from the ropes that were digging firmly into his flesh.
There were dried tears on his cheeks. He cursed himself for not listening to his gut. No one would know where he was, and in the worst case scenario the little one would kill him too.

Towards what he suspected was the afternoon, the smaller one came through the door, cursing because he had stubbed his toe on the threshold.

"Fuckssake" He moaned. Harry chuckled watching him closely as he walked circles in the room. Before he sat down in front of Harry. Tapping his fingertips over Harry's neck. then wrapping his hand around it, pushing him by the neck against the car.

"Listen to me, if you laugh one more time, I'm gonna-" He scratched his head. "I'm gonna! yea you know what, doesn't matter, I'm gonna do something!" He said angrily to Harry, and pulled him up by the arm, then cut the rope and put Harry's arm across his back, so hard that Harry forgot to breathe. Louis gave him a light shove with the rope. Hurrying him up the stairs into the living room, where he pushed him on the couch.

He threw the Tv remote at Harry, who couldn't catch it with bound hands. So it hit him straight in the balls.

"Ouw you fuck" He screws his eyes shut, bending forward.
The sharp pain went all up to his stomach, he felt nauseous. He moaned in pain, trying to breath.
Waves of pain over floated his body. The pain got more targeted to where exactly the remote had hit him.
At some poin the pain moved to his stomach for some reason. The pain comes rushing in all at once, like the wave of intoxication from back-to-back-to-back shots of whiskey.

Louis wanted to laugh, but as Harry completely bend over, wincing in pain, he felt guilty. Rushing over to him, and out of reflex, to ease the pain, he layed his hand on Harry's crotch.

Harry eyes went wide, pleasure soothing his pain, it felt bad and good. But firstly he was in complete shock, looking at Louis who instantly pulled his hand back, flushing embarrassed.

"Sorry I-" He stuttered, Harry just nodded, slowly sitting upright again, the pain still hitting him.

"I swear I didn't mean to- It was in accident- Fuck, just looked like it hurt, I'm sorry-" Louis rambled further, god he looked so embarrassed.

"It did hurt" Harry winced, catching with time his breath again, trying to move his legs in a position that didn't hurt. Unsuccessful, unfortunately he even got a little hard, thanks to stupid Louis' touch.

"Can I have a pillow?" He asked after a painful long silence, were Louis searched for football through the programs.

"Sure!" Louis hurried, getting him two.

"Thanks" Harry mumbled, his cock twitching uncomfortable from the light friction the pillow got him.

"So you like football?" The younger men tried, tired of sitting in silence.
To be fair, the room was quite impressive, the couch in a white, with a matching TV table, and a huge black Tv.
The whole room decorated with numerous plants, and flowers, it looked way more sweet. Then Louis' character seemed. He obviously didn't know about Niall, the men seemed ok, not someone Harry would hang out with free will, but whatever.

"Sure thing, love it"

"Yea? then we have at least one thing in common"

"You play?"

"Nah too bad. What about you?"

"Used to in school, but same thing"

"Well we both losers too then I guess"

Louis laughed. His stomach grumbled, and he remembered that he hadn't eaten in two days.

"Do you have like, food?"

"Well yes, but not for you twat" Louis chuckled, standing up to get some chips with ketchup.

"Here you go", he handed it to his hostage, feeding him two chips, until the men closed his lips, turning his head away.

"This is rubbish, can't we eat something with actual nutritions? spinach maybe?"

"You disgust me" Louis mumbled, going to cut some cucumber with tomatoes.

-

They watched awhile, until Harry got really tired, almost landing on Louis as he fall asleep. The smaller one watched him carefully, his features relaxing and his curls falling down almost in his eyes. He bends his leg when he sleeps, and Louis thought that's adorable.