Beg. {A Larry Stylinson Fan Fic}

Chapter Twenty Two: Full of Surprises

Harry was in love with Louis. Deeply in love. He always thought about him and could only see himself with Louis in the future and was so addicted to him, it was unbelievable. The past three weeks were intense. After the cabin session they had, Louis began to take Harry there almost everyday. Not only would Louis bang the hell out of him, they'd just lay together, silent. No cuddling or lovey dovey touches, but it was nice how they could lay down in peace without fighting. They'd just lay next to each other, silent.

It was interesting how each visit to the cabin changed. There was a downside, however. Each day, Louis would beat Harry harder. Yet, the pain from the beatings disappeared when Louis touched him sexually. He'd become more gentle with sex each day, as if the balance scale was unbalanced the opposite it way it was before.

Although the beatings got worse, the sex became more gentle, and now, at the cabin again, Harry let out soft breaths as Louis slowly thrusted into Harry, their bodies pressed together as they panted softly. Harry's legs were wrapped around Louis's waist, lightly scratching his back.

It was lovely. How slow and gentle Louis was being. It was, in fact, as if they were.. Well, making love. And that was something Harry didn't expect at all. Rough sex was Harry's favorite, but maybe he liked this way more. Louis never went this slow, not to him, not to anyone. Not his past relationships or flings. It was always rough sex, and now, here he was with Harry having passionate sex, or what Harry thought of as love making, even if Louis didn't see it that way.

He could feel the warmth of Louis's body against his. His body tingled with a sensation of pleasure as Louis made a deep, but still slow thrust. Harry could feel butterflies in his stomach. Actually, it felt more like a massive butterfly on his stomach.

Harry smiled at the grunt Louis made, his head falling back as Louis came into him. Harry moaned brokenly, grinding against Louis hard and slowly before cumming as well.

And Harry could say that this happened to be the best time he's ever had in the cabin, even if Louis choked him violently before hand.

Harry stepped into the cabin, setting his backpack down on the sofa. He turned to face Louis, but only saw his hands coming towards him. He was shocked as Louis's hands wrapped around his neck, something he hasn't done before. He's always kicked him a few times, punched him, spit on him, but not try to choke him. Harry had been pushed against the wall as Louis gripped harder, Louis only staring at his own hands that gripped the boy's neck. Louis looked at Harry's face, seeing Harry looking straight into his eyes fearfully, trying to break from his grasp. Louis immediately let go, watching him gasp for air. When Harry calmed down, he looked up at Louis with a look of confusion and hurt. Louis only lifted him up, dropping him on the bed. He crawled over the small lad, cupping his cheeks before staring into his eyes. Harry closed his eyes, waiting for a kiss, something Louis has never done but today was already full of surprises. But instead of the kiss Harry was waiting for, Louis just stared. No look of emotion present on his face. Harry's eyed opened, staring at him with more confusion before Louis let out a tiny breath. "Take off your clothes." He said, voice surprisingly soft as he crawled off of Harry to strip from his own clothing.

Harry watched Louis clean up. He usually left Harry to clean after the mess, but maybe he was being generous today...

But, the generous Louis did not last. He watched him get dressed, leaving the cabin.

He frowned, "Louis?" He called, sitting up. He heard a car start and he gasped, quickly trying to dress himself as fast as he could, but the sound of Louis's car driving off stopped him, shorts at his knees. He peaked through the window, seeing Louis's car gone. He whimpered. He was alone in a cabin in the woods.

He slid his shorts up all the way and locked the cabin door, shutting all the windows and locking them. He ran to the bed and forced himself under the covers, breathing heavily. He whimpered.

"Louis will come back." He whispered to himself, "He just went to get something is all.."

Harry laid under the covers for hours, no sign of Louis at all. He grew tears by the time the sky grew dark. This was his worst nightmare. Who would ever want to be alone in a cabin in the middle of the woods.

What if the wolves come out in the middle of the night?

What if Slender Man got him?

What if someone broke in and took him away and murdered him?

He began to cry quietly, heart beating fast. This was worse than the beatings. He was scared shitless.

His heart nearly stopped when he heard a someone pull up. He heard the vehicle stop, but it didn't sound like Louis's car, it sounded more like a truck if anything.

He covered his mouth to stop his crying, curling into a ball under the covers. The sounds of footsteps nearly made him pass out, and then he heard them stop just outside the cabin.

Harry went dead silent, listening carefully.

"Harry?" The voice called.

Harry frowned, slowly sliding the covers off. "Niall?" He called back.