Tell Me When it Hurts *ORIGINAL*

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> Six < The past takes time....

It takes time to heal... Time was the only thing Harry couldn't control.

Both boys sat in the living room, Louis on Harry's lap his back on the mans chest, the telly playing some kind of cartoon. Harry had his nightly cigarette in hand somewhat tuned into the show, "Daddy?" Louis called, "Yea baby?" Harry replied, "H-how did y-you know the trick?"
"Luke told me it made you happy." Louis smiled at his answer, Harry wanted him to be happy. "O-okay daddy." Harry trailed Louis' thigh to his stomach, "Daddy?" Louis breathed, "I know baby. Daddy'll be gentle." Harry reassured as he gently went to rubbing Louis' sides. The latter relaxed again returning to the cartoon. Zayn then walking in, coming back a day after loosing his temper on Harry, Luke followed, "Just wanted to tell you I'm leaving for the night. Goodnight Lou. See you in the morning Mr.Harold." Zayn fakely gushed to Harry who smirked back, Louis waved at Zayn and Luke to dumb to realize the tension and fury Zayn had towards Harry. "Have a nice night Mr.Malik." Harry returned teasingly. Zayn growled quietly storming out. He had moved into an apartment. Staying at Harry's house was to much for him knowing Louis wasn't happy. At least he thought he wasn't anyway.
"Work tomorrow daddy?" Louis asked as Harry switched off the telly, "Nope. We're are going out tomorrow baby." Louis tensed, "W-why?" Harry stroked Louis' hair from his face, "Because baby, I own a very big stock and company. And my supporters and fans want to see me out and about. With my adorable little submissive." Harry explained, Louis nodded, his heart breaking a little when Harry referred to him as his submissive. Yes that's what he was, but Louis wanted more. Another label, like, boyfriend. Or husband. One day. Maybe.

"Something for breakfast Mr.Styles?" Zayn asked professionally, Harry drew a sneering response, "Not from you. I'm only keeping you because of Louis. Know your place." Zayn rolled his eyes, "Then I best be leaving then. Find a new cook, asshole." Harry mirrored the eye roll, "You're welcome in my home anytime." He cheekily reminded showing the two out. Zayn flipped him off before driving off. Well that went well. Harry joked to himself. Why couldn't he keep a damn cook? Pouring cereal into a bowl, Harry set it out going to wake Louis. "Louis? It's time to get up." Harry gently sat on the bed shaking the latter. A whine escaped him as his beautiful eyes scanned Harry's shirtless chest with only sweat pants on. "Come on Lou." Harry urged, Louis complained sitting up, "Why so early?" Harry gave a stern look, "Unless you want a spanking this early, I want you down stairs in ten minutes." Louis groaned but nodded none the less, Harry growled quietly slapping Louis' backside. "Verbal. The next time I warn you, you're getting it tattooed."
"Y-yes daddy." Louis mumbled as he trailed Harry down stairs seeing a bowl of cereal, "W-where's Z-Zayn?" Louis questioned, "He quit." Harry replied looking through mail on the table. Louis stayed mute after that until Liam entered with Niall. "Hi Mr.Harry, Louis." Niall greeted, Liam chuckled amused at his sub, "Hello Harold, Louis. Now here's the plan for today-"
"Hold on. Louis go get dressed baby." Harry interrupted, he didn't want Louis to hear the plan. He might not like it, Harry didn't want to take that chance. "Yes daddy." Louis mumbled trudging to the stairs, Harry grabbed him first holding him in a hug kissing the top of his head, "Thank you for answering me." Harry added, Louis grinned at the praise and contact, "You're welcome daddy." Running to dress, Harry pushed for Liam to continue now that Louis was out of earshot, "A-alright then. First off very nice. I'm glad you're.... Nevermind. Our plan is to go shopping first. Then lunch, another store or two before a(n) interview." Liam reported, "Great. Sounds nice." Harry beamed. Running to dress himself, standing in the hallway he heard giggles from inside his room, going inside he saw Louis in one of his sweaters it reaching past his thighs, he also had sweater paws clapping them together. Truly finding himself laughing and grinning at the sight, Harry stalked over, Louis seeing him in the mirror giggled again turning to face him. "Hi daddy." "I told you to get dressed, not play dress up." He teased, Louis couldn't help pose in the sweater, "You do look adorable." Harry cooed, as Louis stepped forward, going on his tippy toes to plant a kiss on Harry's lips. Humming softly in contempt, Louis stepped down, "That was wonderful baby." Harry confessed. Louis smiled softly resuming to get dressed. Pulling on a pair of skinny jeans that really showed his bum off, and a navy blue button shirt that he tucked in. "How about grey vans with that?" Harry suggested. Louis agreed slipping them on, however one became untied. Louis gulped, they had been tied sense Harry had bought them for him. He didn't know how to tie shoes. His old owner never took him anywhere so shoes weren't necessary. "D-daddy?" Louis squeaked. He was beyond embarrassed that he couldn't tie his own shoes. "Yes baby?" Harry asked turning to see him sitting on the bed. Harry wore black skinny jeans as well, with a grey blazer and white undershirt. "I-I... I d-don't know h-how to t-tie." Louis mumbled, Harry almost didn't catch it, although he figured it when Louis lifted his leg in the air, "Alright baby. I'll tie it." Louis smiled once done, Harry did it so quickly, making sure it was tight. "Better?" "Much better daddy." Louis reassured taking Harry's put stretched hand.
Louis couldn't believe how sweet Harry was being. It had been four days sense Harry had taken things to far, Louis forgave him quickly. Not being able to stay mad at the man he was madly in love with. Yes Louis had accepted the fact he loved Harry. Of course he had his thoughts that maybe Harry loved him back. Though with a wrong word they would quickly be put to rest. Harry had an awful temper.
Sitting next to the man in the car, Louis swung his feet hating the silence that filled the car, "Daddy?"
"Yes?"
"What's a stock?" Louis asked trying to kill the silence, "A stock is like a business in a sense. People can invest money in it, and make money. Or people can invest money and lose money. Understand?" Harry asked unsure. Louis had common sense, but anything else was like talking to a six year old. "D-do you invest m-money?"
"Yes I do."
"Why?"
"Because I want to make money." Harry replied, "I-is it all about m-money?" Louis frowned, "No. Not necessarily, it take time baby. To see if you'll make or lose money." Harry returned, he really wasn't good at explaining things, at least he attempted though. Which Louis loved. "If you see anything you like in the stores we go in today, tell me and I'll buy it. Okay?" Harry remarked parking in some spot, already seeing the hungry paparazzi, "Okay daddy." Louis gushed.
Holding his hand, as the two walked in front of Niall and Liam into a store. Two guards kept the people out as the four "shopped". Louis browsed with Harry acting interested. Truth is that Louis had never in his life been shopping. Zayn always had Luke stay with Louis when they needed something not wanting him to go into a submission market. However things turned when Louis was taken into one. "See anything you like yet?" Harry whispered into his ear, his deep voice sending tingles down Louis' spine. "i-I don't know daddy." Harry chuckled slipping his hands around Louis' waist setting his head on top of Louis'. Louis closed his eyes at the embrace, this is how he wanted things. Sweet Harry, the Harry that would cuddle. "Daddy? What're these?" Louis asked picking up a pair of Ladies underwear. Harry felt his mouth go dry. Picturing Louis in a pair of red thongs, begging for more cum. Always more.
His hard begged to be freed as he hid behind a table lightly palming himself to settle it, "I-it's u-uh-uh p-pant-panties." Harry panted, Louis arched an eyebrow, were boys supposed to wear those? Were boxers for girls? Once Harry had gotten his hard down, trying to be discreet about it, he walked back to Louis. "Do you like them baby?" Louis did a shy "Y-yes." Harry smirked, "Anything for my baby. Pick out all the ones you want." Louis grinned at those words handing a pair to Harry who raised an eyebrow, "Baby you have to get the right size. You'd be a small. This is a large." Louis blushed, "W-what's a-a s-mall?" Harry chuckled grabbing a small pair holding it up to Louis' crotch, "See? It would fit nicely." Harry remarked patting Louis backside. Louis o'ed grabbing pairs that had a(n) S on them for small. Deciding he had enough, Harry went to check out with Louis at his side, the latter had: A white, mint green, batman pair, black, red (Harry picked those), blue, baby blue, and navy blue pair. Carrying the bag out, they walked out when Louis heard what the paparazzi were saying:
"Look at that slut."
"He's used."
"I'd wreck him and dump him."
"One night stand I assure you. The prick probably wouldn't leave."
All those rude and untrue things were being said about him. Louis felt tears sting his eyes, though he couldn't cry. Harry hated it, and he didn't want to look bad in front of the people. Zayn had taught him better. "Baby look at me." Harry softly ordered, Louis did as told meeting Harry's emerald eyes, "Don't listen to them." "Yes daddy." Harry sighed, the paparazzi had done their fair share to Harry and his past submissives and Eleanor. They even had a part in breaking Harry. Pushing aside the pain from the past Harry held Louis' hand tighter walking into a(n) electronic store. Except this time a pap had gotten in, "Mr.Styles what happened to your last submissive?" Harry snapped. Louis knew this when the mist he hated appeared in those eyes of his. Grabbing onto his arm, Harry pushed him away swinging at the pap, "Leave me alone!" He screamed punching him in the eye, the man had a bloody nose from the force, although Harry didn't stop. Fuck the paparazzi. It was their fault. Theirs. Not his. Fuck Eleanor too! He did. Harry did a lot. Continuing to abuse the man, Louis jumped in, "Daddy please! Stop! P-please!" Louis pleaded.
The haze lifted as Harry scooped Louis into his arms marching with him to the car. Liam ran behind him, but stopped seeing him gently placing Louis in the passenger seat buckling him. Liam had a sad smile, Harry would finally open up. Louis broke him.