Dangerous Love ~ Larry Stylinson BDSM AU

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I moved back in with Harry last month. That's when it went bad. I just stay home 24/7 doing whatever he tells me to. I haven't talked to Niall in the last three weeks. I haven't left the house in 2 weeks. I've downgraded from the guest bedroom to the couch. 

"Louis," I hear Harry walk into the living room. 

"Yeah?" I ask looking up at him from the TV. 

"Did anyone stop by today?" He asks looking very scared.

"No, why?" 

"Nothing, if someone knocks on the door don't answer. You hear me?"

"Yeah, can you tell me why?"

"No, just leave it." He walks away and I roll my eyes. He probably owes money he doesn't want to give. I look at the TV which is playing 'Young Royales'. You can only watch Heartstopper so much before it gets old. 

My stomach growls when I realize I haven't eaten anything all day. It's 4 pm and I woke up at 9. I go into the kitchen and start making some supper for Harry and me. I'm not the best cook, so I just throw some spaghetti into the boiling water. 

"Why are you making supper so early?" I hear a deep voice enter the room. 

"I haven't eaten at all today, you don't have to have it right now I can put it in the fridge for later." 

"Oh okay, I'm going out, so I won't eat here." I start getting frustrated, because what the hell am I supposed to do all night.

"Could I have my phone back?" 

"Why?"

"What the fuck am I going to do when you're gone?"

"Watch something on TV."

"That's all I do." 

"Well then just sit and stare at the wall."

"Can you just fucking give me my phone? I literally pay for it, so you have no right to it." 

"You're such a fucking brat." 

"And you're an asshole." 

"Whatever," he takes a phone out of his pocket and slides it across the counter. "Don't leave the house or let anyone in."

"K, bye." I turn away from him and he walks out. I'm surprised he gave me my phone back. I open it and see a million texts from Niall. I think about inviting him over, I mean what's the worst that could happen if Harry catches me. 

~

Niall arrives with a couple snacks. Why does he always have snacks? "Does Harry know I'm here?" Niall asks sitting on the couch.

"No, but I don't care," I reply grabbing the remote. "What do you want to watch?"

"He's going to be really mad Louis; I don't think this is the best idea." 

"He can deal with it; he can't expect me to never talk to anyone but him." Just then there's a knock on the door. Niall and I look at each other for couple seconds. 

"Well, are you going to answer it?" Niall questions. 

"Uh, yeah," I reply. I remember what Harry told me earlier, but I'm sure it'll be fine. I go to the door and look through the peep hole. There were a bunch of men dressed in black who I've never seen before.

"I don't see his car here, let's just break in," I hear a guy say. 

"He has a boyfriend, wait for him," another snarls back. I slowly open the door and see all their faces light up with smiles. 

"Hello?" I ask.

"Hi, is this Harry Styles' house?" the guy in the front asks. 

"Uh yeah, he's at work right now." 

"Could we come in to wait for him? We have to discuss something very important with him," the same guy says to me. 

"Why can't you come back later?" 

"Because we want to be here the second, he comes home, this is urgent." 

"Call him, I can give you, his number."

"It's too important to discuss over a phone call," the man says. "Plus who knows if he'll answer an unknown phone call." Niall walks up behind me and looks the men up and down. 

"Who are they?" Niall asks me. 

"I don't know," I respond. "They want to talk to Harry." 

"He not here," Niall says closing the door but one of them pushes it open. 

"You're Liam's ex, aren't you?" A man in the back asks Niall. 

"Yeah, it's really none of your business," Niall retorts. That's when they push themselves past Niall and I entering the house. 

"What the hell! Get out," I yell at them. 

"These are your two options, sit here and cause no problems looking pretty or we could give you a proper black eye," a man grabs my chin and I push him off me. 

"Leave!" 

"Or what you'll call the police?" One retorts. "That wouldn't be too smart darling." 

"Don't call me that."

"Jeez you have attitude," the same guy says. "Might have to knock it out of you." I take a deep breath holding back from punching this guy in the face. 

"What did you guys have to talk to Harry about?" I ask trying to calm myself down. 

"We didn't come here for that," the guy who looks like the leader says. 

"Then why are you here?"

"You."