Tell Me When it Hurts *ORIGINAL*

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>TEN< : What're you doing here?
Previously on Tell Me When it Hurts:
"H-hi. Is Harold Styles here?"
"Y-yes. W-who are you?"
"Eleanor Styles. Harold's wife."

Louis went wide eyed at the name. Where had he heard that name. Eleanor? It sounded so familiar. And the girl looked familiar too. Almost like... The girl in the picture! Louis squealed at his fantastic memory when he also remembered she had hurt his daddy, "H-he's sleep." Louis returned after standing there a minute, "He's asleep? Well why don't I go wake him up?" Eleanor suggested stepping in the house marching to the living room where Harry slept on the couch. Leaning down she pressed her lips to his forehead, Harry slowly woke up blinking he saw Louis on the other end of the couch playing with his hands, "L-Lou?" Harry asked voice raspy, "Hey stranger." His eyes went wide when he heard the voice. Turning he saw Eleanor smiling friendly at him sitting on the edge of the couch, "H-how did you get in here?!" Harry snarled, "He let me in. Very cute, is that our son?" Eleanor asked going to the boy, Louis whimpered staring at Harry, when Eleanor grabbed the boys cheeks, "Oh he's just a doll."
"He's my submissive. I need you to leave." Harry remarked rising as well. "What a rude husband. Maybe a divorce will change your mind."
"We're not married!" Harry finally snapped reaching out to pull Louis away from her reach. "How can you say that? A-are you accusing me of being crazy?" Eleanor questioned, her voice went low. That was never good. Harry sighed, "El please. Do you need a ride somewhere?" Eleanor grinned cocking her head to the side, "Nope I'm home for good. My husband and baby boy. Come see mommy!" She gushed forcing a hug on Louis who had begun crying, he was so confused. His parents died, this wasn't his mom. Was it? He needed Harry to hold him, swearing everything was okay again. "Da-daddy! Daddy!" Louis sobbed, Harry took him kissing his temple, "El leave. I will not hesitate to call the cops." Eleanor rolled her eyes pulling a pistol from her purse, "I really fucking wish you would shut the hell up sometimes." Harry stepped back pushing Louis behind him, "Eleanor stop. We're together. Remember? T-this is your son. I-I a-am, I am your husband. D-don't shoot. P-put the gun down. W-we're a f-family." Harry rambled continuing to walk backwards slowly, Eleanor scoffed, "Oh so now you're okay with everything? No. I tried Harry."
"I-I wa-was always o-okay with it E-El. Always." Harry promised, "I-I always wa-wanted a family with you." He added seeing her walls drop. "Y-you did?"
"Of course I did. I love you." Harry assured, Eleanor put the gun down running to hug Harry who quickly grabbed the gun throwing it across the room, "Run Louis!" He ordered fighting Eleanor who tried running to grab the discarded gun. Louis hurriedly ran upstairs seeing Harry's phone on the bed. If only he knew how to read. Messing with it, Louis somehow got it to work. Siri pulled up, "Hello Harry what can I do for you?"
"C-call c-cops!" Louis shrieked, "Okay I'll make a shopping list." Siri replied, "No! C-call cops!" Louis corrected, "There is no one listed as cops in your contacts. Should I google it?" Siri replied, "C-call Liam!" Louis rushed knowing that Harry had to have his number. "Okay I'll call Liam Payno." Siri announced, the phone rang a few times before someone answered,
"Hello?"
"M-mm-Mr.L-Liam?"
"Louis what's wrong?!" Liam rushed, "C-all c-cops!" Louis sobbed hearing Harry grunt from downstairs followed by a girl scream. Louis ran to the stairs to see Harry on the ground Eleanor on top of him holding the gun, "D-daddy?" Louis squeaked, both looked his way. "L-Louis go baby. I-I'm o-okay. Please baby, go." Harry ordered gently, Louis ignored his order stepping closer, "E-El-"
"It's Eleanor baby, but you can call me mommy." Eleanor said grinning at him while cocking the gun, "I-I no know w-what da-daddy did b-but p-please l-et daddy go." Louis pleaded, Eleanor sighed leaning down kissing Harry roughly on his lips, "We're okay baby." She assured him when she finally sat up again, Harry panted sending her daggers before once again looking at Louis, "Lewis go. Walk outside for daddy, count to twenty two times. Okay? Be my good boy. Always were a good boy."
>Flashback<
"Be my good boy. Always a good boy." Stan smirked, Louis struggled in his grip. Stan pulled down Louis' boxers he wore for weeks upon weeks, his dick touching Louis' crack as the boy managed to leap from the hold fetching the gun holding it shakily towards him. "No no princess. That's a bad boy. Bad princess' get another beating. Do you want another beating?" Stan remarked, Louis let the tears roll down his cheeks as he shot missing, Stan charging towards him managing to cuff his hand to a wall before Louis shot again hitting his stomach. Stan died that night. Louis watched in horror, chained to a wall for a week straight. Finally someone found him. Stan hurt him for the last time that night.
>Flashback Over<
"N-no. No no no.... No..." Louis whispered tugging at his hair, Harry let a strangled scream go as Eleanor pushed the gun into his mouth, "I-it h-hurts! D-daddy it hurts!" Louis yelped, Harry heard the words. The words he hated. Hurt. Pain. Regaining strength from his heart, Harry pushed at the girl again, The gun coming from his mouth making a loud pop sound. Eleanor fell back before shooting.
"Daddy!" Louis shrieked, Eleanor stared at Harry who fell to the ground a bullet wound in his shoulder. Liam barged in as she wept holding her hand over the spot, Louis sobbed violently running to his head begging for him to look at him. "P-pwease daddy. Pwease don't weave wouis." The latter lisped, so much emotion had him losing control of his speech blabbering the first beg that came to his mind. Niall went to Louis cuddling the bawling boy as Liam pushed the girl out of the way not seeing who she was. Taking the gun Eleanor glanced at the scene before hurrying out. "N-no! Da-ddy!?" Louis rushed as Liam set Harry up having him put pressure on the spot. Louis crawled over to his side kissing his jawline as he cried in his neck, "S-ss-so ha-happy y-you o-okay." He bawled, Harry weakly put his arm around him kissing his hair, "I-I'm okay ba-by." Harry breathed, Niall had called a(n) ambulance to the house. They had arrived quickly helping Harry onto a stretcher letting Louis ride in the back with him. Both held hands neither talking, Louis had no words, where as Harry had no answers to the questions he knew Louis would soon ask. Both just enjoyed the company of each other.
As Harry sat in a chair he had a sling on, Louis sat beside him in the chair curling into himself, Liam arrived with Niall shortly after; Niall quickly attending to Louis who held onto him like a koala. "T-thank you Liam."
"You're welcome Harold." Liam teased, Harry turned to look at Louis, "Baby?" Louis glanced at Harry eyes welling with tears, "Oh baby." Harry cooed opening his one arm that wasn't in a sling holding the boy on his lap swearing it would be okay. "I promise baby. No more. She's gone." Liam decided not wasn't the right time to tell them she got away. "We'll leave you two." Liam mumbled taking Niall away, Louis snuggled into Harry still crying. "I know baby. I know. How about as soon as we get home we go cuddle in bed? We can put in a movie, I know you like Finding Nemo, wanna watch that? Then we can take a bath together like yesterday, and-"
"Daddy s-stop. I-I 'j-jus love you." Louis whispered kissing Harry's upper chin again. Harry hummed nuzzeling his face in Louis' hair. "Aright baby. We'll see when we get home." The two waited until the doctor came back, "Alright Mr.Styles: You are going to be fine. You don't have to wear that sling either. Whoever shot you had a terrible aim, thankfully, it only chipped a bone. So we will patch it and send you off. Sound good?" He offered, Harry nodded, "Sounds great. Thank you. Get up for a minute baby." Louis did as told still clinging to Harry's good arm as the doctor took off the sling along with Harry's bloody shirt. "Go get Liam and tell him to bring me a shirt please." Louis nodded doing as told, usually he would've gotten a slap or two for just nodding but Harry let it slide in the light of things.
"Daddy needs a shirt." Louis mumbled to Liam seeing him holding Niall as they talked about nonsense. "Here, brought him one." Liam said handing Louis the shirt, the latter thanked him taking it back to Harry who was getting a few switches and a patch put on. "Thank you baby." Harry beamed putting it on once done.
Louis watched him for a while before Harry got the hint scooping Louis up. The boy hid his face in Harry's neck twirling his curly locks around his fingers. Patting Louis' backside Harry carried him to Liam's car as they drove them home. "Are we bathing or sleeping?" Harry asked Louis who remained in his arms where he felt most safe. "C-can we t-alk f-first?" Louis whimpered, Harry sighed here it comes. All the questions. Going into the dinning room Louis tensed when he was set down in a chair. "What do you need to talk about baby?"
"I-I did b-bad thing."
"What're you talking about baby? I know I told you to run, but that's okay. You were scared." Harry assured, Louis shook his head though, "N-no daddy. I-I opened 'da door for g-girl. It my fault. I need spanking." Harry couldn't help smile at his subs honesty, "Baby you don't need a spanking. You're a good boy. You didn't know. Just from now on, no more opening doors. Okay?" Louis frowned, "Daddy I need spanking. I bad." Harry sighed, why did he want to be disciplined? Maybe he had a pain kink. No, too innocent. He just felt guilty. Harry pondered in his mind before deciding, "Alright. Over my lap." Louis nodded before pulling his jeans off, leaving his panties on. He wasn't stupid, though he deserved one in his mind, Harry's spankings hurt. Harry rubbed the purple material, before slapping his hand down leaving one cheek already red. He continued this using the same amount of force for ten slaps. Five for each cheek. Pulling Louis up to his chest Harry kissed his lips, "You took them so well! Good boy! Such a good boy." Louis bashfully grinned, "Can we take bath now?" Harry nodded happily, "Yes we can baby."
As the two sat back to chest, Louis of course leaned on Harry letting the man wash his chest, Louis then turned washing Harry's before sneakily pouring water over Harry to get his hair wet. Harry gasped but smiled, "You little monster!" Splashing each other, it was soon a mess when Louis reached washing Harry's hair. Harry doing the same for Louis, standing his hair up laughing at it, "You look so cute baby." Louis giggled, rinsing the two got out, Louis slipping on a creme jumper with red panties. Harry slapping his backside as the boy walked by, Louis hissed but glanced at Harry, "Can't wait to wreck it." Harry mumbled, Louis only grinned shaking his bum lightly, "I want to keep it. No wrecking." Harry chuckled pulling his submissive to the bed where they cuddled watching Finding nemo. Louis falling asleep, same as Harry. Tomorrow the questions would be asked. Zayn would hear about and pitch a fit about how unsafe Harry was. Although in the end Louis would curl up with Harry in their bed, he loved the man. Whilst the man loved him.

>>Good? And by the way: I am so Fucking sorry! I swear i published this last night!!! OMG I feel awful for making you guys suffer like that last night! Hope you got some sleep lol. 

FIRST PUBLISHED AUGUST 2ND, 2015

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