RAPE/VIOLENCE
The Demon Within.
Don't get too close, Its dark inside. It's where my demons hide.
Louis was glad to be back in London. As much as he hated the dreary, rainy weather, he was glad to be home. His plane had landed at 8 pm local time and now he was in his car being driven to his house. He was tired and jet legged but he couldn't wait to get home and see Harry. He felt excited. Excited to see him after four days and excited to show him the first copy of the fashion magazine with the pictures Harry had taken of Marc's models. They were amazing and fashion critiques were asking who this photographer was. Marc had called him while in Singapore to congratulate him on spotting Harry's talent and to thank him for making him give Harry a test drive. His name was now out there and he was being noticed. And Louis couldn't have felt any prouder.
Louis sighed as they stopped at a red light. The events from two days ago had him rattled. The fact that Harry had such a huge impact on his life didn't sit too well with Louis. He wasn't one for needing or depending on anyone so his need for Harry troubled him. His dependency on Harry scared him.
This was all new to Louis and he knew that he felt something for Harry. He didn't know what it was exactly whether it was dominance, control or.....no, he wouldn't entertain the idea of saying he felt love for the boy. Louis knew he was unable to love. He wanted to keep things simple with Harry but things were getting more and more complicated. More so, Harry didn't know him at all. Harry only knew the Louis that he allowed him to see. Louis never let him peek at the Louis inside.
As they neared his home, Louis felt more excitement build up inside him at seeing Harry. He had texted him a few times but never called him again. He had been too worked up to have an actual conversation with Harry over the phone and Harry had realized that something was up immediately, though Louis had simply told him he was stressed due to work problems and Harry had believed him, not questioning him again. That was something that terrified him. How Harry was so tuned to him and never pushed. He let him do everything in his own time and space.
Angus stopped the car at the front door and Louis told him he wouldn't be needing the car anymore so he could just retire. He made his way inside and the moment he opened the door, he was greeted by an over excited Harry who looked immaculate in a pair of black satin tailored pants, a white button down shirt and black shoes. His hair was down just the way Louis liked it. Harry walked over to him, a smile on his face.
'Welcome home,' he told him in his deep drawl, his green eyes shining straight into his. Louis felt himself melt at the sight of him, at the familiar feelings he felt at the sight of him and his presence that made him feel like he truly had come home. Louis swallowed and let Harry engulf him in a hug. Louis hugged him back, immersing himself in the solidity of Harry's warm body against his own. There was a raging battle going on inside of him : one part of him wanted to completely fall for Harry while the other part of him just couldn't allow that and that was the dominant part of Louis.
Harry took his hand and led him to the kitchen. Mozart was playing in the living room which Louis could see had a fire going in the fireplace and candles were lit all around the room, making it look soft and romantic.
'Where's everyone?' Louis asked him. Harry gave him a small smile.
'Well, I gave Judy the day off and Leonard the evening off. I swear to God Louis, that man is too uptight and he needs to unwind,' Harry told him as he poured two glasses of red wine, handing one to Louis who took a sip gratefully.
'Oh so you're handling my staff now?' Louis asked him amused and immediately watched Harry's face turn serious.
'Are you mad at me?' Harry asked him a little panicked. 'I-I um just wanted t-to um f-for us to um....'
