Revenge Is A Dish Best Served [Larry Stylinson]

Instalment Fourteen

Another weekend means only one thing. And that's another party. Seems to be the only thing that our generation knows how to do well.

This time is at Mavericks house. Another one of the jugheads from the football team. And naturally, everyone has been invited.

I too have tagged along; I must say Harry; I never attended so many school events as I have since meeting you. You're really bringing me out of my shell aren't you.

The thing about Mavericks place is that it's on a large property; and there is plenty of places for people to hide or hide things.

You haven't arrived yet Harry, but I have it on good authority that you are going to be here tonight. With him, but that's really nothing new these days is it?

"Drink?" Niall's offering is much more a statement than it is a question as before I even get the chance to answer, the red plastic cup is being forced into my hand.

The plans I have for tonight Harry, I need to make sure I'm not too befuddled for as I need to be sure it's played out the way I need it to. So, for my own sake Harry, I need you to make yourself present at this party momentarily.

"You're all set for the plan, yes?" I confirm with Niall, he was under strict orders to arrange a few things for me and I just hoped that it was all going to run smoothly, and don't get me wrong, I enjoy drama as much as the next person, but in tonight's circumstances, I would appreciate the smooth running of things.

"Yeah, he should be on his way here now" he informs me.

Excellent.

I make myself comfortable inside, Niall definitely needs some supervision, he has an important job tonight and let's just say, Niall has a way of getting carried away when it comes to parties. 

And as it goes, Niall's already downed multiple shots of contagion and is currently tongue deep in a random brunette who he was grinding on earlier. Charming, but she will continuously remain another nameless notch on his conquest of party company.

About time Harry, I was beginning to wonder whether you were coming to this gathering at all, but of course, you have that scum still dangling off your arm like a ragdoll.

You've got a different aura about you now Harry, although I'm still not convinced you are happy, you look rather lost. Whereas before you held a presence about you that just wished to remain unseen, it's now as if you know you're in the vision of people and your terrified by it.

But I can see that the tides have shifted between you two, he is leading you through the crowds, dragging you by your right hand as you stumble along behind him, attempting to keep up as he greets many of the already intoxicated idiots.

Fallen into your natural order of being a sub I see?

Keeping a firm eye on you as Zayn continues to lead you around, I'm confused as to why you allow yourself to be dragged around by him, I'm sure you're perfectly capable of walking by yourself. You look different Harry and I'm not quite sure what it is yet, I can't place my finger on it, but there is something not right.

My gaze is suddenly caught on Niall who has given me a confirmation nod signally that our plan is ready.

Are you ready for this Harry?

Your behaviour with Zayn is much like the last party you attended with him, hands all over each other and barely breaking for air as his hungry lips continue to devour yours. Are you not yet bored with him and his predictable comportment? I know I am.

After taking your hand and leading you to the upstairs bedrooms where I'm sure he is preparing to leave you unsatisfied once more. Maybe that's the reasoning behind your behaviour at the moment, I know how uneasy I get when I am sexually frustrated, you have been making me that way for twelve months now.

Niall is quick to intercept and I see him whisper what I full well now is phase one of our plans into Zayn's ear and judging by how dilated his pupils got, I can see that he took my bait oh too well.

Excusing himself from you and gesturing you to meet him in the room, everything so far is falling exactly how I want it too. Whilst Niall leads Zayn off, he looks over his shoulder to give me a gentle affirmation.

Grabbing the rest of the whiskey that remain in the bottle next to me, I pour its sensation down my throat.

See what you do not yet know Harry is that I too, invited my own guest here tonight and after some research, our friend Mr Malik here has still been reaching out to his former lover. And our lovely Liam has agreed to come here tonight to give Zayn exactly what he has been craving for these last few weeks.

Once Zayn is successfully out of sight, I take my opportunity to complete phase two. Making my way up the stairs, I have one destination in mine.

YOU.

"Everything alright?" you question as I open the door to the spare room you have positioned yourself in, in complete darkness.

But you see Harry, if I speak, it will give away my identity, and right now, you need taking care of. I need to hear you pant. I need to hear you scream. 

So, I make my way slowly over to where you're standing by the bed, expecting your little toy boy, I know I need to act swiftly here, I almost guarantee it won't take long for you to recognise the mistaken identity and I needed to make an impact, I needed to make a statement with you Harry.

I need you to taste my drug and become addicted almost instantly.