Daddy Styles

Number four

Louis finally gets past the border petrol after an hour. He still has another two hours until he makes it to Moose Jaw. A lot could happen in those two hours that's what scares him the most those two hours could mean life or death.

March 15th, 2013

She was a pregnant and twenty-one. She was also a stripper. Harry hated this women so much he didn't even fuck her. "I don't want anything you have." He glares at her.

"Fine, fuck someone else then." She scoffs rolling her eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes you whore."

"Excuse me?" She turns back to him offended by his words.

"You heard me, does your baby hand s father?"

"That's mine of your business." She crosses her arms.

"I think it is..." He pulls out a knife standing up.

Her eyes widen and she tries to run to the door but the roll there in had the broken knob. "Help!" She screams.

he covers her mouth holding the knife to her throat. "Want to try this again?" She nods fast crying with fright. "Does your baby have a father?"

She shakes her head. "No." She says through his hand.

That set Harry off he hates when girls get pregnant and kick the father out of the babies lives. He cuts her throat dropping her to the floor watching her struggle to stop the bleeding coughing up blood everywhere. "Typical whores making a mess." He climbs out the window of the room leaving her to die.

When they take the girl to the hospital for an autopsy the doctors come back that night to find her body gone. "What the hell?" They check the cameras finding two hours of that night have been deleted.

I guess if you want to you could count this a two kills if you include her baby.

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I sit at dinner with Harry in my new dress he bought me. "You are so beautiful." He holds my hands across the table. He finally took me to dinner as promised.

"Thank you, you look pretty good yourself." I rub my thumb on his knuckles.

He watches me give him sweet gentle touches he lifts our hands kissing mine. "Excuse me can we have the wine list?" He asks a waiter passing by.

"Of course, sir." He dashes off to retrieve it.

"Whine? Hazza what are you doing?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Just making this the date you deserve it to be love." He lets my hands to go look over the list. "The best red wine please...I love the color red, what about you darling?" He looks at me.

"That's fine." I smile at both him and the waiter.

"I'll get that right out to you." The waiter says.

We drink some wine and eat dinner. I actually didn't mind tonight he made me laugh and treated me like a gentlemen it made me forget I'm here under his force. "Are you full?" He asks.

"Yes, thank you so much." I kiss his cheek as we walk out to his car. I think the wine was taking its toll on my clear mind. He opens the door for me but I shake my head and open the door to the backseat. "Give it to me one more time." I kiss him.

With that his car rocks back and fourth in the parking lot with soft screams of pleasure coming from inside.

*the next day*
"Harry please? I'll be good." I beg wanting to meet Louis.

"No you're going to leave me." He says blocking the exit to his room.

"I love you." I wrap my arms around him. "I don't want to leave you." Maybe I've developed some kind of Stockholm syndrome for Harry I was definitely feeling much different for him than I did when we first arrived here.

He looks down at me. "Really? I still can't love." He kisses my head.

"Harry?" I hear a voice ask downstairs.

He opens the door quickly shutting me in and locking it so I can't escape.

"Hey Louis." Harry says meeting him downstairs.

"Do you know where my phone is?"

"Yeah it's in the kitchen."

I could've screamed or banged on the door anything to get Louis' attention. I walk to the bed making the floorboards squeak.

Louis' head perks up. "Do you have company?"

"No, it's just the house and the wind." He hands him his phone.

"Can I stay the night? I really don't want to go back through border control tonight."

I hear a sigh come from Harry. "Sure stay in your usual room." I hear his footsteps coming upstairs.

Yes! Louis is spending the night maybe I could escape with him not that he would believe Harry took me.

"We're you trying to get caught?"

I look up from the bed as I read a magazine. "What?" I ask confused.

"Don't play stupid you made the floor speak." He glares at me.

I set the magazine down and climb out of bed I wrap my arms around him kissing him deeply. He relaxes kissing me back running his hands up my hips.

"Harry-" Louis asks bursting through the door. I break the kiss looking at him with wide eyes and he looks at me with the same expression. "(Y/n)?" He whispers. How did he know my name?

Harry pushes him on the floor punching him. "Harry stop!" I pull at him and he pushes me back on the floor.

"He's not taking you from me! I love you!" He punched Louis between his eyes making him pass out.

He stands up trying to help me up but I push him away scared. "Don't touch me." I whimper.

"I'm not going to hurt you, please honey..." He puts his hands on my cheeks making me look at him.

I stop struggling watching his eyes. "Why did you hurt him? Why did he know my name?" I whisper.

"I don't know but I'm not letting him hurt you." He kisses me making me melt into him as sinful as it was to love him I think I was starting to become his heaven.