Just A Personal Assistant

forty seven - an unexpected visit

Track:
Dangerous Woman - One and Only Ariana Grandeeeeee

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"Food's nice here" The man said as Harry's eyes started to flicker open. It took him about five seconds to get a grip of what happened and what was happening. He squinted to adjust his eyesight to the light coming from the fridge. And as his eyes settled down he saw a guy getting a piece of sandwich out of it and taking a sniff of the sandwich. He shook his head to try and shake out the dizziness and when he was able to focus, his mind shutted down as he saw who was there.

Byron.

"Ahh, you're awake." Byron said as he placed the sandwich back in the fridge. Harry looked around and saw that he was seated on the sofa and tried to wriggle out of the rope tied in his hands.

"What do you want?" the younger of the two said with so much venom, as he gave up trying to escape. "It's quite sad you forgot. It's almost like our encounter a while back meant nothing to you".

Byron said as he walked towards Harry and slapped him, causing the younger boy to grunt and whimper a bit. "Still a weakling. Tsk, tsk, tsk". Harry moved his jaw around to try and stop the pain coursing through his face. The older man smiled sickly before grabbing his jaw to make Harry face him. Harry wriggled once again but Byron took out a knife and slid the spine of it across Harry's cheek causing the younger boy's breath to hitch.

The wicked man slid the knife all throughout his neck and held it there before looking back up at Harry's face which was petrified and scared. Out of the blue, he pulled away and started laughing maniacally. His hands went in his belly as he laughed harder. His head threw back as he went insane.

After a few minutes he died down and whispered. "Priceless. Everything of this is priceless" Harry's tears silently dropped down his cheek as they were filled with anger and fear. Byron placed the knife in his back pocket and looked at Harry.

"What do you want?!" Harry shouted as he had enough. "Feisty! I see, you still haven't changed that. Well, since the princess is getting impatient and we don't want to tre the princess out. I simply want to ask you the answer to my question when we met that day in Holmes Chapel."

"And if I say no?" Harry challenged but his voice cracked causing Byron to smirk and approach him once again.. "I guess, I'll just have to show you if you do say no". He took the knife and cut Harry across his arm causing the younger boy to shout from the pain while he started laughing. He removed the knife from Harry's arm and placed it on his tongue, tasting the blood on it before smiling.

"You don't scare me," Harry said coldly. "I've spent a lifetime being scared of you, being a small boy cowering from you. I'm not that little kid anymore. Your threats mean nothing to me. I sent you to prison once and I'll do it again if you don't get away from me and my family. I know people now. People who can make you suffer, who can make you scared. So go to hell" Harry said with false confidence. Inside, he was shaking. His mind was jumbled and his ears were ringing.

"I guess that's a no?" Byron asked while Harry just kept quiet. "Okay then, I'll see you soon". He took out the knife and cut Harry loose before going out of the room, whistling the Pinocchio theme song.

Harry took his wrist and rubbed it to help stop the pain. He slumped back on the chair and brought his knees towards him. He buried his face onto the crook that his knees made and calmed himself down from the shock of the previous scenarios. It went so fast to be real. His mind was still in the process of getting a grip of what just happened. And if he is being honest, he is scared as hell. Scared about his life and so was his... boyfriend. Louis. Byron's here and so was Louis. And Byron will do anything to get back revenge for Harry.Those last train of words caused him to immediately stand up and dash straight for the door.