Bondage |•| L.S.

Hospital Bed

I open my eyes slowly, looking around. Louis is holding my hand, with his head down. Niall is in tears, outside the room, while Liam holds him close.

Why is Liam here. Didn't he shoot me?

No.

Zayn shot me. It was an accident though. Where is he?

I wiggle my fingers, the hand he is holding. He looks up at me, & his eyes meet mine. He smiles. Tears stream down his face, but he smiles.

"Harry." Louis whispers.

"Louis." I reply. "How are you?" He asked. "Sore." I say back.

"Well that would make sense." Louis nods. Louis turns his head to Niall. "Should I let him in?" He asks.

I rather him in here than you.

"Yeah." I say back. Louis walks over to the door, opening it & peaking his head out.

I can see Niall's face in the window, go from tears, to excitement in a quick second. Niall walks in the room, giving me a teary smile.

"Harreh." He whispers. "Come here, Neil." I smile at him. I hope my arms, slowly, & Niall climbs onto the bed, laying next to me.

Liam walked in after him. "So... How did getting shot feel?" He asked.

"Liam, are you kidding me?" Louis glared.

"It feels hot. Like very warm. & it stings." I answered. "Cool." He shrugged.

"Where's Zayn?" I ask. "I thought you guys were trying out that whole sharing thing."

Liam smirked. I can see Niall frowning.

"Zayn was arrested." Louis responded. "What?" I sat up in shock, then winced at the pain in the right of my stomach.

"He shot you. So I had him arrested." Louis held my hand. "Wait, no. He didn't mean to. That's not fair." I say, running Niall's hand with my thumb.

"If you shoot someone, you go to jail." Liam said. "You were holding the gun, Liam." I turned my head to Louis. "Zayn was protecting himself from Liam."

"I don't care, Harry." Louis stood up. "I've already decided." "The least you can do right now is not arrest my best friends lover." I shoot him an glare.

Louis sighed. "Fine, I'll see what I can do." Liams face quickly turned into shock, then anger.

"Louis, can I talked to you in the hall?" Liam asked. Louis groaned, but walked into the hallway with him.

"How are you, Niall?" I ask him, referring to Zayn being in prison. "I miss him." Niall whispered. "I'm sorry." I say back to him.

Niall sits up slowly, careful to not hurt me. "You're worry? I'm sorry! I can believe you got shot! It's because I made you take me home!" Niall cried. I can tell he has been holding that thought in.

"No, you are not." I smile, holding his hand. "Harry Styles?" A man in scrubs walks in. I look up.

Oh shit.

"Luke? You never said you were a doctor!" I blink. "You never asked." He chuckled. "How are we feeling?" He asked. "I'm fine, just sore. I'm confused, are we not at the Tomlinson hospital?" I asked.

"No, you're at the Hemmings pack hospital." Niall answered. "Why?" I asked. "Well, you were shot at my house, & that's almost on the outside of the town. We were closer to this one." He got off the bed & sat in a chair.

"Mind if I check a few things?" Luke asked. "Sure, Doctor Hemmings." I joke. Luke laughs. He has a nice laugh.

"Can you inhale for 5 seconds?" He asked. I inhale, feeling a bit of pain where my wound is. "Ow, okay that hurts." I lay back. "That is okay, you're still healing." Luke says, comforting me.

"How long was I out for? No one has told me." I look at Luke, with nervousness in my eyes.

"3 weeks." He answered. My eyes widen a bit, then relax. "Oh." Is all I can say. "& my mom & sister? Where are they?" I asked.

"Your alpha has limited visitors to just him, Niall & Niall's alpha."

"What?" I say, feeling tears in my eyes. "It's okay, Harry, I've talked to Louis about it, he said he will allow them to see you soon." Niall runs his fingers through my greasy hair.

"Bring him in here, now." I say through tears of frustration. Niall nodded, standing up & walking out of the room.

Luke continued to check things.

Louis walked in, crossing his arms, & leaning against the wall. "Louis. I hope to god you have a good explanation as to why my mother & sister were not allowed to visit me over the last 3 weeks."

I cannot physically describe how bad I wanna punch him.

"They weren't good for your recovery." Louis shrugged. "But Liam is?" I ask him, tilting my head.

"Liam wouldn't have distributed you from your recovery." He glanced at Luke.

"You, young man, look rather familiar." Louis smirked. Yeah probably cause you stalked me for like a month.

"I have been taking care of your omega." Luke answered. "No, doctor. You have done other things with my omega." Louis took a few step forwards.

"I am not sure what you mean." Luke gave a slightly annoyed look.

"You're the man who tried to take my fiancé on a date." Louis stepped closer, until he was right in front of Luke.

"Mr. Tomlinson, I can assure you I did not know Harry was in a relationship." Luke turned around & checked the IV bag above me. "We weren't in a relationship at that time." I spoke up.

"Oh, so then I've done nothing wrong" Luke laughs.

"He's marked." Louis put his hand over my binding mark.

"Many omegas are marked who want to enter new relationships. From what I can see, looks like Harry's blonde friend wants to be in a new relationship." Luke gestures to Niall & Liam who are very clearly arguing.

"If it's love, who cares." Louis rolls his eyes. "Liam & Niall aren't love." I shake my head, seeing Liam roughly grab Niall's wrist, & pull him out of view."

"No, Harry. We are love." Louis whispers to me, cupping my face with his hands.

"Thats funny. When I see love, I don't see an marked omega looking for a new alpha." Luke chimes in.

"Do you know who the fuck you're talking to?" Louis stands up, looking Luke dead in the eyes.

"I am the leader of the Tomlinson pack."

"I am the leader of the Hemmings pack, & unless you want to go to war, step the fuck back." Luke says in a low, threatening tone.

"HAH! Let's not go to war!" I barge in the conversation. The both look at me, both rolling their eyes. Louis leaves the room, clearly frustrated.

"Luke, please don't joke about war with him." I look up at the man in the lab coat. "I wasn't joking." Is all he says back.

"You would seriously go to war over something as small as us going out?" I ask, with a small smile.

Luke takes a small breathe in.

"If it meant I got you in the end, I would start thousands of wars."

Thousands of wars...

A/N: wow two updates in one week? I've been really into writing this story lately, & have had a lot of ideas on what I want to do with it. Expect another update by next week.

-tooghosts