Bondage |•| L.S.

Soap, Bubbles

It had been weeks, but I finally almost fully recovered. I was able to walk, eat without a tube, & even go home.

I haven't seen his sister & mother in almost two months!

Louis insisted on driving me home, rather than them picking me up.

I unlocked my apartment door, where Gemma & my mom were waiting for me. The two women, look at the door, both about to start crying when then saw me.

I stepped inside, my mom pulling me into a gentle hug. Gemma joined our hug after a few tears.

"Hunny." My mom whispered to me, kissing my forehead. "Mum." I said back. I released them from the hug & took a step back. "I feel like I should tell you this before he gets up here. Louis & I are together again." I said, right before he walked in with an bag that had the clothes I was shot in.

Anne glanced at Louis, smiling slightly. "Mr. Tomlinson, always a pleasure." She said holding my hand. "Please, Anne, no need for formalities." Louis placed the bag on the floor.

My mom nodded. Gemma looked Louis up & down before grabbing my hand & pulling me away from our mother. "Harry." Is all she said.

"I know. It's good for the family. & it was kinda hard not to go back to him..." I admitted. "Is he treating you right?" She asked. I shrugged.

"Depends on what you think right is." I answer.

"I heard that your attempted murderer is in prison." Gemma said, walking me to my couch. "He didn't even try to hurt me." I said as I sat down. "If that's the case why is he in jail?" She asked.

"If I could guess... Louis' idiot best friend." I glanced at Louis, who was talking to my mother about his mother.

"Are you guy... Engaged again?" She continued talking. "Good question." I chuckle a bit.

"Gemma, stop interrogating your brother." My mom cut off her next question. "It's okay, mom. I'm just happy to be home." I smiled. "Anything I can get you?" She asked me. "No thanks, I actually just wanted to rest." I replied, yawning, as if on queue.

"Alright. Louis, stay with him." My mother instructed. "Will do, Ms. Styles." He replied as they left.

I began walking up the stairs. I think I'll have a shower first. I feel gross from not cleaning myself.

"Are you off to bed?" He asked, following behind me. "Not yet. I want to shower." I replied. "Hang on, doctor scumbag said not to shower until the wound was scabbing." Louis grabbed my wrist.

"Let go, he said try not to. He never said anything about definitely not showering." I rolled my eyes. "Harry, I am your alpha, & I said no." Louis said in a low tone.

"Louis, let go." I yanked my arm from his grasp. "Harry, I'm asking you calmly. Listen to me." Louis followed me into the bathroom.

"FOR GOD SAKE LOUIS!" I shouted. Louis gave me a sad look. "I got shot! Big deal! It was an accident, & it hit my stomach, you saw how fast I recovered. Stop treating me like I am a piece of glass!" I began to cry.

I don't know why I am crying.

Louis slowly pulled me into a hug. "I'm sorry, Harry." He whispered in my ear. "I wasn't able to protect you." He kissed the temple of my head.

"I can protect myself." I rested my head on his shoulder.

"You shouldn't have to. I should have always protected you..." He sat down on the toilet lid, pulling me down on his lap. "Ya instead you cheated on me." I laughed a bit.

"I will never waste my opportunity with you again."

"Can I shower? You can sit here, if anything happens you'll know right away." I said, standing up slowly. Even though my recovery was very quick, I am still in a lot of pain. I try not to show it was much, as I don't want to worry anyone.

Am I a good person or what!?

"Fine." Is all Louis said. I turned around, & began trying to pull my shirt over my head. That hurts. "I had white bandages going all the way around my stomach. "Louis, can you help me take the bandages off? I don't want to get them wet." I turned around.

He nodded, & stood up. He took off the metal clasp that held the long cotton bandage in place. He undid the bandages & placed them on the sink counter.

He looked down at the wound from the bullet. He sighed & sat back down. "I need you to help me take my pants off. I can't bend far enough to take them off." I walked towards him. He pulled the grey sweat pants I was wearing, down my legs & to my feet. I stepped out of the pants.

I turned around, & let him pull my panties off as well. I stepped into the bathtub, & turned the shower  on. I closed the shower curtains, & stepped into the warm water.

The water felt nice. Even on my wound, it felt nice. I grabbed the shampoo, squirting some into my hand. I began to lift my arms, & then groaned.

Lifting my arms to my head hurts. Great...

"You okay?" Louis asked. "Yeah, I'm fine." I began to lift my arms. "Nope. I can't wash my hair." I sighed.

I want everything to be normal. I want to shower myself. I want people to stop constantly fussing over me. I want to be able to take my own clothes off, & dress myself.

Louis stepped into the shower. "Lou." I turned around, to look him into the eyes. "Just let me help you."  He took the shampoo bottle, putting some on my head. He turned me around and began to massage my head, rubbing the soap on my scalp.

I leaned into his touch. "I missed you when you were gone." He rinsed the soap from my hair. I turned around, cupping his face & attaching our lips.

Louis rested his hands on my hips. Louis guided me into the wall of the shower. The kiss wasn't rushed. It was slow. Slow & desperate. Desperate for love

Desperate for each others bodies. Louis dipped his head down, sucking on my neck, right under my jaw.

I let out a moan, feeling Louis smile against my skin. I could feel him getting hard on my thigh.

"Louis..." I let out a quiet gasp. "I missed your body." He whispered.

"Be gentle." I mumbled, feeling myself hardening.

"Let's do this on a bed" Louis paused his actions. "No, here is fine." I whined. "Harry. I said no. We will finish washing you off." Louis stated, clearly demanding it.

I nodded, letting him finish washing my hair & body.

We stepped out of the shower, both of us drying ourselves off. He wrapped the bandages back around my waist, covering my stomach.

He lead me to the bed, holding me by the waist, slowly laying me down on the white covers. He climbed on top me, leaning down to whisper in my ear.

"I'm going to pound your tiny hole till it's raw." He said with a seductive chuckle.

A/N: Hey everybody! Working on 3 chapters at once in the same week can be a bit confusing & difficult. I want to get as many chapters out as I can, as a way to apologize for being gone for so long. Hope this one doesn't suck. If it does.. oops ;)

-twooghosts