Somebody's Child

~ S E V E N ~

"I'm sorry Louis, Harry has to work tonight. There's a lineup of people waiting for him." Jeff said. I paced around the office, irritated. "Harry is not well! He is still sore from the other night! did you not see what happened to him?!" I hissed.

I ran my hands over my face worried. Jeff and Nick looked at each other like they were pathologically talking to each other. "Ok Fine. He can do oral instead for tonight- is that okay?" Jeff said looking at me. I nodded as I stood up "Yes, thank you." I sighed in relief before leaving the room. I stood there for a moment and overheard their conversation.

"You know he has to go back to work right? Louis is getting in our way of making money- maybe we should stop-" Jeff cut him off. "No Nick! I'm not taking Louis away from Harry because Louis helps us. With Louis by Harry's side, he can take on more clients at night, which means more money. Are you really that stupid? come on Nick- I made you my partner for a reason." Jeff said and I walked away, my blood boiling in anger.

I walked back to the room where Harry was trying to stand by himself, but his knees gave out and he started falling forward. "I got you love." I said before catching him. I helped him sit back on the bed and I sat down next to him. "I have good news, and not so good news."

"Bad news first-" He replied looking down at his hands. I took a deep breath, feeling my lungs fill with air and breathing it out slowly. "You have to work tonight." He nodded and looked at me "Well I am a whore after all. A whore has to work." He spoke. I snapped my head up to look at him. "Harry, don't you fucking dare call yourself that! You're not a fucking whore Harry!" I said as I pulled him into my arms.

"There is good news though- since you're still healing, they have agreed to let you just do oral sex for tonight. I will still be there to watch over you love- I will never leave you. Never ever. You and me? We're forever love." I said as I kissed his head. I grabbed his teddy and handed it to him before I laid him down on the bed.

"You need to rest for now though love. We both do." I said crawling in behind him and wrapping my arm around him, pulling him into me. Harry liked being the little spoon a lot, it made him feel safe- secure. I started playing with his long curls and smiled. "L-Lou" Harry whispered. "Yes love?" I replied in the same low voice.

"Why- Why don't you like me calling myself a- well you know." He asked, sighing. "Because you're not a whore Harry. You were forced into this lifestyle, a whore is someone who does this willingly, and for the wrong reasons. But also, because I hate hearing you be called that- to me you're not a whore. You're the anchor to my rope, the rose to my dagger, the hi to my oops." I replied. He giggled "You didn't have to use our matching tattoos as evidence of your love for me. I know you love me so much." He smiled as he turned to face me.

He cupped my cheeks and pressed his soft lips gently to mine, letting me sink into the pleasure I was getting from him. I pulled away slowly and kissed his forehead. "We will be out of here soon. I promise." I whispered low as I removed a strand of hair from his face. "But for now, rest. Let me focus on my goals for us." I said and he nodded slowly before closing his eyes. Once he was snoring, I knew he was asleep and I closed my eyes, falling asleep beside him.

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On Friday night Harry was forced to go back out to work. The past week he was only giving oral sex to the men, but tonight was the night he went back to regular work. "Okay Harry, looks like everything is good. How does your body feel?" The nurse asked him.

"I'm a bit sore still but some painkillers should help for tonight." He replied looking down. "Harry love, if you're not better you don't have to do it." I said holding his hand. He shook his head, holding back tears. "I-its okay. I'm f-fine. I d-don't want to cause anymore trouble Lou." He stuttered.

I looked down, holding back tears because I knew he wasn't okay, and I was going to let him go work knowing this. After the checkup I helped him down to the room where the other boys were waiting for dinner. I pulled him close to me and kissed his forehead. "Ill be back to get you for dinner, okay love?" I asked.

He nodded before he went and sat on the couch beside Liam, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. I stood there watching for a few seconds before I turned and left the room, bumping into Dean and Zayn on my way out.

"Dropping your whore off to I see." He said smirking. I turned around and pushed him up against the wall by his throat and punched his face. "I said not to call him that asshole!" I growled as I walked away towards my room.

I stayed in my room continuing to plan our escape until I heard the dinner bell ring. I put my things away before I got up and walked to the room I left Harry in. Everyone was making their way out and I couldn't see Harry anywhere. I walked in once the room was clear and I saw him in the corner of the room, crying harshly. I rushed over to him and pulled him in for a hug.

"Love, what happened? why are you crying?" I wiped his tears away as he showed me his wrist. It was covered in a blue and purple handprint wrapped around it like someone was squeezing it. I inspected it and he started crying.

"Who did this to you?" I asked him sternly, keeping my anger to a minimum until I wasn't around him. He looked down shaking his head like he didn't want to tell me. "Please love." I cupped his cheeks and looked into his eyes.

He choked before he spoke. "D-dean." I clenched my jaw before I picked him up. "We need to get you to the dining room." He shook his head. "Don't leave me again- please." he begged. "I wont love. I wont."

I walked through the doors and set him down at the table before getting his food. "Dean, a word please." I ordered and walked to the other side of the room as he followed close behind me. He smirked at me and cocked his brow.

"What do I owe this pleasure?" He asked sarcastically. I punched him in the gut, and he fell to the floor hunched over. Everyone in the dining hall turned to face us from the table. I bent over and whispered into his ear. "Touch Harry again and ill fucking skin you alive. got it?"

I stood back up, glaring down at the pathetic piece of shit before I stepped over him. Everyone was watching us, even the cooks.

I casually walked back over to Harry like nothing had happened and sat with him while he ate, leaving Dean on the floor. I pulled him in close to me and looked at him. He was pale and tired and he just stared at his food. "Love, you need to eat- you need your energy for tonight-" I said rubbing his back. He looked at me and started crying.

"I-I don't want to go tonight." He cried as he looked at me. "Please don't make me go." My heart was just breaking for him. He needed comforting and I knew what I had to do. I leaned down over and whispered into his ear.

"How about you let me get you ready for tonight? We will go slow and passionate. We can then cuddle after. What do you say love?" He smiled and nodded before wiping his eyes. "Then I really need you to eat. How about I feed you?" I offered.

He nodded again before looking at the other boys who were talking amongst themselves. I knew he was scared to be judged by them, but they didn't matter. "Look at me Haz, right at me. It doesn't matter what they think about you or us. You have been here a lot longer than them and have gone through so much that they don't know about. The only person who you should worry about is me. Luckily for you I am in completely utterly in love with you and I intend to show you just how much." I said kissing his cheek.

I then picked up his fork and started feeding him. Everyone ignored what we were doing except Zayn who just watched with a disgusted face. "Just ignore him Haz, I am here, and I will protect you from everything and anyone who tries to hurt you." I replied glaring back at Zayn and Dean.