The Wild Ones (Zianourry) (Book 1)

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⚠️TW⚠️: Mentions of S****de
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Today is the first day of us working with our selective patients. Harry and I just finished up on talking to Nick. He seemed like a good and polite lad. He was in the 'not so bad' category, so it was easy to make conversation with him. We were able to get to know him and what had him go into a place like this. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would. He just saw a habit of his getting more and more worse, so he just seeked help. To which this place offered to him. His release is actually within a year, so that's the good part in all of this.

Oh! I also saw the flirtatious signs that he was giving to Harry. Now normally, his lover (me) would have had a whole fit about it, but him and I are into poly. We've had a +1 in our relationship a few times, but of course, there was something that ticked us off about them, so we would just cut them off. Now with Nick...I was just weirded out by him. Like he seems like a good person, but a lover for us...nah. Harry was trying to subtly tell him to think again about his actions by holding my hand openly and he leaned closer to me when he talked.

Now when our time with him was up was when he acted up. He was throwing a major fit and there was a group of people who came in to calm him down. He didn't get tranquilized, but they did tell us that he had to be in a holding cell for some hours.

Now... Now we have to face three of the dangerous ones. Like they are the ones where we are going to need nine men in the room in order to keep everything in a peaceful environment. One of them unlocked the door to their holding room and I took a deep breath as he was doing so. I heard Harry take a shaky breath and all I could do was give him a small squeeze of reassurance. He looked at me, then back forward. We walked in when we were told to and the three men were staring at us.

"Um hello there," Harry greets and takes a step forward. Which had one of them step back. he has brown eyes and brown hair. It was rather short and he kind of looked like a puppy. "It's okay, we aren't going to hurt you." "They say that too..." "But we aren't them sweetie. We are here to see what happened and hopefully help you get out of here a lot quicker than the original plan." "There is no helping us. Stop lying!" "We aren't lying. That's something Harold sucks at. You can easily tell when he's lying, but he doesn't lie about this," I tell them and they just stand there.

"How about a nice greet, yeah? We can do that while we're coloring and listening to music. Would that make you feel good?" Harry asked and the three tilted their heads. "We don't get music..." "Well we are here to change that now. Now let's sit, yeah?" "Them..." "Don't trust..." "But you trust them?" One of the employees ask. "They don't tranquilize us every second...do you?" The one with blue eyes ask and we shake our heads.

"No, but they are here for our protection," I tell them and they look scared again. "But we can have them step out! Just to make you feel comfortable. That will be nice, yeah?" "...mhm..." "Okay, guys?" "Are you insane?" "Yeah, they'll kill you!" "If we treat them well, then they won't. Besides, you'll be right outside the door." "You are seriously nuts if you th-" "Just go. We'll be fine," I tell them and they look at us as if we're insane. However, when they saw that we weren't going to change our mind, they shook their heads and walked out.

"Okay, now we're alone. Promise not to hurt each other?" Harry asked and lifted his pinky. The three men jumped and stared at us. "Pinky promise. This to me means a lot. I shared a lot of them with my sister. This kind of promise can never be broken or changed at any time. We cary this promise to our graves, yeah?" The three looked at each other, then at Harry. The one with the blue eyes stepped forward slowly and slowly lifted his pinky. He stopped then, probably not knowing what to do.

Harry smiled and giggled a little. "You have to connect them in order to seal the deal silly. Here," he says and links pinkies with him. "There. Now our promise can never be broken. Now you must be Louis Tomlinson, correct?" "...yes."