Louis smirked to himself and then looked at Michael, lying his head on his chest and sighing softly.
"I'm so tired of being hurt, kitty.." Louis mumbled, resting his hands on Michael's inner thigh, "but sometimes I like being hurt..it feels good." Louis whispered with his eyes closed as his lips curled into a devious smile,"will you hurt me, kitty? Make me feel good."
Michael widened his eyes and looked down at Louis, "W-what? No."
"I know you like me, kitty..I can see it."
Michael shook his head slowly at him and stood up to his feet leaving Louis on his knees.
"Oh? That's the way you want it?" Louis asked, reaching to pull Michael's pajama pants down, but was stopped, " dont worry I've done this millions of times before."
"Momma!" Michael gasped, Louis still didn't stop forcing himself on to the pale Aussie, "Louis!"
Louis then looked up with a wide grin and a small headshake,"I'm not Louis."
"Harry!" Michael screamed, backing away from Louis quickly, Louis was sitting criss crossed with an unbothered look on his face.
Harry stomped out of the room looking around, "what." He mumbled.
"Louis just said he's not Louis!" Michael spoke quickly pointing at the small man on the floor. Harry looked over at Louis who was laughing like everything was a comedic joke.
"He's lost his marbles!" Michael exclaimed. Harry tilted his head to the side and Louis mocked his actions by doing the same.
"Louis?" Harry mumbled.
"Uh..nope." Louis giggled with a head shake, "You've met me before, daddy."
Michael looked at Harry and then Louis, the poor Aussie was so confused his head started to hurt.
"You're kidding me." Harry mumbled looking at 'Louis' closely.
"I'm confused," Michael whimpered, "what's wrong?"
"Louis' starting to let himself go." Harry said as he knelt next to his boyfriend, rubbing on his back, "L-Lou.."
"Oh, Harry.." Louis smirked, "Have you noticed something?" Harry furrowed his eyebrows and shook his head, "You've been acting just like me lately."
Harry shook his head, "n-no.." He mumbled as he slowly took his fingers off of Louis' back, "I haven't."
"Don't fucking lie, Harold." Louis said, "You've been treating everyone in this house like pure and utter shit, have you even opened your eyes and realized that you used and manipulated Luke? You called him Louis, you threatened his boyfriend, you automatically assumed that he was raped by someone who he wasn't raped by, you've told Ashton kill himself and you've been a shit boyfriend to Louis."
"I haven't, I've given my all to you, Louis"
"For the last fucking time, this isn't Louis! I'm worse than Louis!" Louis screamed which cause Ashton and Luke to walk out into the living room along with Calum.
"Then who the fuck are you!?" Harry shouted, yelling right in Louis' face, he lowered his voice and looked him straight in the eye, "are you loucifer?"
Louis teared up and held his head, stumbling back, "My head hurts." Louis said, "I'm confused.."
Harry shook his head and looked at everyone else.
"Is he okay?" Luke spoke up, looking at Louis leaning against the wall with his head in his hand.
"I think we need to get him to a doctor, what he just went through isn't normal." Ashton said Harry raised his eyebrows but Ashton stopped him before he could speak, "Harry I know you hate my fucking guts, but hear me out, Louis is showing the same symptoms I was showing when I was diagnosed with BPD and we might as well take him now before it gets worst."
