devotion ➶ larry

seventeen

Harry wakes up to a throbbing pain in his head. He lifts his head, opening his eyes carefully. A bright light blinds him for a moment and he blinks, trying to see clearly. He tries to move his hand to rub his head but he finds them tied to the armrest of a chair.

He pulls at the restraints, grunting in aggravation. He looks around again, finding himself in a room that looked like a scene from a horror movie. The room was empty except for him in the chair another chair inches from him.

"Get me out of here! What do you want?!" Harry calls out and gets no response. He struggles against the chair, trying to get free to no avail.

Suddenly, a door in the corner of the room opens and man walks in. He's dressed nicely, in a suit. He looks down at his expensive looking watch and smiles.

"Who the fuck are you?!" Harry asks, pulling at his restraints again.

"Well none of this would be happening if you would have stayed out of my pet's life." He says and Harry is dumbfounded. Pet? What pet?

Then he remembers Louis.

"Where is he?" Harry asks, eyes wide.

"He's mine. He's going to help me become the most famous scientist—"

"You're sick! Let him go! Where is he?!" Harry screams, pulling at the restraints for the umpteenth time.

"You want to see him? Okay, hold on." The man says and walks away without another word. He leaves the room only to reemerge seconds later, this time with Louis walking behind him. His hands were cuffed behind his back and his legs were cuffed as well.

His head hung low and he was shaking from head to toe. His ears were flattened and his tail was shaking between his legs. He looked up when they entered the room and Harry wanted to decapitate whoever did this to his baby.

Louis' face was bloodied, cuts and bruises ranged in sizes. As he walked, Harry noticed the limp in his step.

"Baby, what have they done to you?" Harry asks and pulls helplessly at the restraints.

"They—"

"Did I say you were allowed to speak? God, you're gone for a few months and you already lost your manners. Do I have to show you what bad manners get you?" The man says and Harry can see him moving towards a knife in his suit.

"Don't you dare touch him! I'll fucking kill you!" Harry screams, spit flying out of his clenched mouth.

"I–I'm sorry, sir." Louis says timidly. Harry's face softens at his terrified demeanor.

"Doll, you don't have to apologize for anything. Don't worry, we'll get out of here." Harry says quietly and the boy bites his lip. He shakes his head slowly and Harry gives him a confused expression.

"I–I belong here. I'm an a–animal, nothing else."

"No, princess, you're much more than that. You're an amazing person and I love you, okay? Lou, I love you and I will do anything to keep you safe." Harry says and the man that had him tied up sighs with an annoyed expression.

"Tape his mouth."

"When I don't show up to work they'll come looking for me! I'm very important and—" A man comes around and places a piece of duct tape on his mouth. He grunts in annoyance and thrashes around wildly.

"Is he telling the truth?" The man asks towards Louis. The small boy looks at Harry and he nods.

"H–He's a businessman. Like you." He answers quietly.

The man smirks and nods, moving towards Harry. Louis moves to stop him but a man behind him grips his tail and pulls him back. He cries out and whimpers in pain.

Harry wants to do something, wants to strangle the man who's hurting his princess but he can't fucking move and it's driving him insane. He can't protect him even though he's a few inches from him.

The man moves to Harry who huffs at him, muffled cries coming behind his taped lips. The man just smiles and pulls out a knife.

"Don't hurt him! H–He took care of me! Like a daddy! He said he would be my daddy!" Louis cries out, tears shining in his eyes. The man gives Harry an amused look and shakes his head.

"You said I was sick. And you? You're disgusting. Taking advantage of a young boy like this to fulfill your pitiful desires." The man says and before Harry can do anything he brings the knife to Harry's throat, the sharp blade pricking his skin. He flinches but doesn't move away. A drop of blood escapes but he continues to stay still.

The man grins maniacally at him, moving the knife away from him. Within an instant he plunges the blade into his thigh, bringing a muffle cry from Harry's lips.

"If they come find you, they'll find a dead body." He says before taking the now bloodied blade out. Harry screams in pain and thrashes around wildly. Louis was crying beside him, looking at Harry's leg, which was oozing slowly with blood.

Harry hangs his head, breathing heavily through his nose. The pain was excruciating but he needed to stay awake. For Louis.

The man takes the knife again and without hesitation, he impales Harry's shoulder, earning another scream from him.

"Stop!" Louis yells out, watching as Harry slumps against the chair. The man turns around, raising an eyebrow.

"What did you just say?" He asks, gripping the knife tightly in his hand.

"D–Don't hurt him. I–I love him." Louis whispers, taking a step back.

"He doesn't love you. He's using you. You're just a foolish piece of shit. Do you understand that?" Louis moves to nod but stops himself. Harry loves him.

"He loves me." He says quietly. This seems to make the man snap and he strides towards the young boy, gripping him by his hair. Louis cries out in pain, but his handcuffs don't allow him to defend himself.

The man drags him out of the room, not caring about the screams that Louis lets out and the cries for mercy. Louis cries out for Harry and then the door is shut behind him and everything is gone.

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so I've been on vacation but I just got home so here's an update (: