Bondage |•| L.S.

Stalker!

"Sir, Harry is getting ready for his date with Luke Hemmings." Nancy walked over, crossing her arms. Seems like my staff members aren't to fond of this idea.

I stood up, adjusting my black tie matching my completely black suit and matching black dress shirt. I am a man of respect.

And Harry has not been showing me much recently.

"Where is going for this date?" I asked. "Nando's." Nancy muttered, just loud enough for me to hear. "Perfect. Good work, Nancy." I said, sending her away.

"Mate, you are psychotic." Liam laughed, sitting on the couch in my office. "Fuck off, I'm not the one who threw a wine bottle at my omega." I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, because you haven't seen your omega in a month, besides stalking him." Liam glared.

I'll be honest, Alpha and Omega relationships are complicated.

There is a bond for life, removing the binding mark is the most painful thing to do, physically and emotionally.

Most omega and alpha end up getting married and falling in love. Some, like Liam and Niall, Harry and Me, end up getting quite messy, with really no control over the relationship. Luckily for me, I'm not letting Harry go.

Relations between the two breeds are very powerful, which is why, it's very complicated & messy.

"You have no idea what it's like, mate." I chuckled. "Whatever you say, Tommo." Liam shrugged, checking his phone, I'm assuming to text Niall.

He's been talking to & about Niall a lot lately. I'm worried for the poor little omega. He's quite helpless.

-.-.-.-
Harry's POV
"Oh Harry..." A voice whispered. Tip. Don't walk alone at 10 at night. "What. The. Fuck." I whispered. "Harry..." That voice... I know that voice. I looked around.

I can feel Louis near by. I can feel it.

I took out my phone, turning on the flashlight and then texting Luke.

I might be a bit late, Luke.
Alr, I'm waiting for you there, Babe
See you soon!
Text me when you're here.

"Harry..." One hand on my waist, another on my mouth, preventing me from screaming. "Trying to fuck someone else?" The man whispered. "Get off me, Louis." I said, disgust in my voice.

"Oh, but baby! You really can't leave me!" Louis laughed in my ear, his breath hitting my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"You're mine now, Harold." "You hurt me." I whispered, feeling his hands slid down, gripping my waist, pulling my butt against his crotch.

"I didn't mean to. You should really try to understand my side." Louis took hold of my wrist, dragging me, for some reason, without struggle, my body followed as if I wanted to be near him.

I nodded a bit, he opened a limousine car door, letting me step in. "You see. I was a straight man for a long time. I was missing the feeling of a woman's body." He shrugged.

I stared at him before hitting, punching and kicking him. "You fucking asshole!" I shouted "You are a cheating piece of scum!" "You fucking stalker!" "You are crazy!" "Let me out!" "Pull over!" "You cheated on me because I wasn't a girl?!" "You chose me! That's not my fault!" "I didn't ask to be your omega! Frankly I think this alpha-omega thing is stupid!"

Louis eventually got annoyed, letting out a loud "Would you stop that!", shoving me onto the open floor on the car, following me down. "Close the window." He told the driver. "Nice privacy." He smiled.

I caught my breathe, soon realizing I was pinned on the floor. "C'mon Harry... Our wedding is coming up." Louis whispered. "I'm sorry. I love you, baby."

"People who love each other don't cheat. You don't love me. You need me." I corrected. "I need you because I love you." He whispered.

"You're acting just like Liam. That's a new low, Louis." I said, coldly.

"I promise I'll never behave like him. I love you, Harry. Please come back." Louis pleaded.

I hate this Alpha-Omega thing. Why can't you just marry anyone without having to be with them for life? Why does it have to be Alpha plus Omega?

Why does it have to make this so difficult?

"I love you too."

A tear left my eye. He leaned down, planting a kiss on my chapped lips.

Here I was.

Right back to where I left off.

I guess binding really does make leaving your alpha difficult.

I let out a whimper, Louis laughing against my lips. He sat up taking off his shirt, helping me take mine off, going right back to kissing. Then he stopped.

Louis traced his fingers over the new tattoo that read "Hi!" He smiled, pointing at a tattoo on his arm next to a skate boarder that read "Oops!" How did we match on accident?

"You fucking stalker!" I shouted again.

No way that was an accident. Louis leaned down, kissing me again. I kicked his legs, and pushed at Louis' chest, trying to get him off.

But in the end. I was Louis' again.

I kissed back. What can I say? I really don't know. Louis put his hands on my wrists, holding them down.

I let out a soft moan, feeling Louis begin to get hard against my thigh. Louis trailed kisses down to my binding mark, opening in back up with his teeth.

I yelped, he giggled. Clearly Louis had a kink.

"Louis, enough." I whined. He began to undo his belt. "Can I fuck you?" He asked. Quite the gentleman... I slowly nodded. He tilted his head a bit. "Yes." I said.

He nodded, pulling my shorts off, then the panties I was wearing. Didn't think I'd end up back with Louis. He undid his belt, pulling his pants down with his underwear.

Louis spat on his hand, using his spit as lubricant. He circled my rim with his thumb before shoving his finger in, a moan leaving my mouth.

Louis shoved two more fingers before pulling them out. He lined his dick up and slammed into me. I let out a yell, Louis covering my mouth.

"Time to come home, Harold." He laughed, sinisterly.

What was his definition of home?

Was home a place?

Or was it him?