Tied up|| Larry Stylinson

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hi guys i'm so fucking sorry it's taken me so long to update i've had a lot of college work and assessments to be doing along with studying for my driving theory, i also recently had something really unexpected happen and it's kind of plummeted my mental health and made me feel gross and shit but like numb at the same time so i've not been in much of a good mind space to write. i apologise if this chapter isn't my best i'm super uninspired rn i just wanna get something out for all those asking <3

I also went to Harry's Glasgow concert so I put a shitty photo from that as the cover <3

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Harry's PoV

"Bring him in" Louis said to a man named Zayn if i was remembering right. He nodded then left.

A few minutes of silence went by until there was a loud bang as the door slammed open. Zayn walked in with a man who was struggling to get out his grasp, pleading to be let go. But his begging was useless and Zayn laid him on the table strapping his arms and legs down. 

Louis walked over to a table dragging me with him. He turned to look at his large variety of what I assumed were torture weapons looking for the perfect one.

His hand glided along the weapons until he stopped at- he grabbed the melon scooper? Maybe I'm just dumb but who uses a melon scooper to torture someone?

Louis turned to face the man and took my hand, leading me over to him. As we stood over him I could see he was scared, there were already cuts and bruises lining his body... it definitely wasn't the first time he had been on that table.

Louis turned to look at me "now Harry, you may be wondering 'who's this piece of shit lying in front of me' am I right? Rhetorical question by the way."

"He works for some bad men and your going to help me get some answers out of him, we've tried many a time but he doesn't want to answer so I think he needs that extra bit of... motivation" He stated whilst walking towards me and placing the melon scooper in my hand.

"What do you want me to do with this?.."I questioned and Louis pointed to the man's eyes. I shook my head, no there was no way I was going to take out this man's eyes.

"He's not the innocent one here Harry, he's just as bad as the man he works for."

Hesitantly I asked "What did he do?"

"Let's just say he hurt multiple people the same way Levi hurt you."
I felt tears rush to my eyes as my mind became clouded with memories of what he did.

I couldn't let this man get away with it, nobody else should be hurt by him.

Louis took my hand and pulled me over to the man "does that prove to you he's guilty enough to deserve it?" He asked me with a look in his eyes I hadn't seen before, i couldn't tell what it meant but it made me feel safer.. almost like I could do it as long as he was there.

I nodded hesitantly and a smile grew onto Louis' face. He took my hand that held the device he has given me earlier and put it up against the man's right eye.

He started to ask him questions but I couldn't pay attention to what he was asking. Was I really about to do this? Take a man's eye out? No I couldn't, no matter what he's done it's just wro-

"Now Harry" Louis said and he took my hand pushing the scooper into the man's eye. His screams filled the room and in a few seconds his eye was out.

Louis dropped my hand and looked over to me. He almost looked proud?

I dropped the device that now had the eyeball inside of it and started to shake. "I- I'm so
s-so-sorry" I said with tears running down my face.

I looked down to my shaking hands and though my vision was blurred from the tears I could see the red from the blood.

Louis stood in front of me hiding the man from my view "Don't be sorry. He deserved that and everything that's coming to him okay?" He stated before bringing his hands to my face and wiping the tears from my eyes.
He pulled me into a hug and I felt an odd sense of comfort, that can't be good.

He pulled away from the hug and looked into my eyes "Now let's finish this, yeah?"

"Yeah. Let's finish this" I agreed.