His sunshine His temptress

Part-24

  TW—Mentions of blood and violence

Harry sighs, a throb in his temple as he listens to the screams of Patrick and his son along with the fat piece of shit, they were crucified with nails dug deep in their bloodied hands and legs, bees and deadly insects all over their body,

"F-Forgive us!" They all screamed and Harry raised his brows, "Did you forgave him? Did you Alex? Yeah you little fucker, my boy begged you but you didn't. He can't sleep, he can't eat and he lost his smile! Who is to blame here Patrick? You, you bastards are!" He screams and brings the heated belt up before striking it over the dickless body of Patrick, who cries with blood streaming his eyes,

"I-I'm sorry, St-Styles I'll forever be at your mercy. Let me die." He begs and Harry sardonically chuckles, "Let you die? Nah You'll be awake until this body of yours has given up. You touched what's mine and you made him hurt, let our child right in front of his eyes, killed him! And you expect an easy death!" He asks before striking the belt against Alex's body who writhes in pain,

"You fucked him! You psychotic son of a bitch you fucking betrayed his trust!" He gave two more welts and trudged over to the fat man,

"And you.... You fed him a dead woman's meat, removed my baby from him, why is still alive and not facing anything serious Liam?" He growls dipping the leather in hot oil before striking his pudgy belly and making his scream in pain.

The torture continued the entirety of two days when eventually Patrick died along with his two companions.

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"Hazza!" His boy smiled and Harry quickly bend down to peck his temple, "Baby." He breathed out the calming scent and nosed his neck, stroking the length of his boy's spine, "Wanna see what I brought for the baby? It'll look so good on him, wouldn't it? Cmon Harry follow me." He squeals and Harry sighs, following Louis inside the bedroom,

Several baby items were there, from clothes down to toys, Louis forgot that he'd loose their child and he would cry and throw tantrums if the maids didn't shop new baby clothes for him,

Today Harry was going to end all of this, he had vowed that way before he entered his home, it hurts to look at Louis this way, all out of his senses and thinking that he is still carrying as a coping sense.

"Lou." He calls but the boy didn't stop rambling, "And the blue would look perfect on him, his curly hair would be just—"

"Baby." He pleaded but Louis turned blind eye and continued, "like you I know that for a fact and we would build a baby cri—"

"Louis!" He said loudly bringing his wrist forward and watching as his boy crumbled in his arms, "There is no baby. We lost him, my love. I'm sorry." He whispers when the boy sobs,

"I can feel him 'arry. You all are lying to me, my baby is right here. He'll be mad if you say that we lost him." He said with teary eyes and Harry felt his own falling, "There isn't. I'm so sorry baby."

"There is!" Louis screams hysterically crying and wrapping a protective arm around his belly as if protecting his baby, "Calm down, Lou. Don't shout yeah? It'll cause you a headache." He softly says and watches his boy's face morphing from anger to softness before he's walking towards Harry and embracing him.

"I'm sorry. But please don't tell me there is no baby."

"Look at me." He gently says while tipping the blue eyed boy's chin up, "You trust me?"

"Yes 'arry." Harry smiles and pecks his cheek softly, "Remember how you dreamt that you are pregnant that night? Yeah baby it was all a dream, there is no baby, we don't want any baby right? You told me it was too early for that, we agreed on it didn't we?" He asks and Louis nods,