-Harry's P.O.V-
Music was turned on and the two parents got seated in the front row, watching closely. My eyes widened more when two big racks and dressers were rolled in. Two of them beside me and two beside Sandra. I saw all the different toys and equipment that were on it and it only got me more scared.
Aimee stood between the two X's. Kim got in front of me. She smirked and her hands roamed my body. She kissed each of my cheeks lightly, then bent down in front of me. Her hands grasped my dick lightly and her fingers touched it lightly. I shivered and then gasped a bit when she pinched my tip.
I bit hard on my lips, keeping quiet. FUCKING HELL! THAT HURTS!
I looked around and noticed Aimee looking at me. She gave me a small nod, showing me I was doing right. Kim stood back up and then went to the racks of things.
"First is senses," Aimee announced. People cheered as I saw Niall and Kim get out two masks. I glanced over to Louis and he looked at me apologetically. Suddenly my vision was covered, same with my mouth and hearing. Everything was gone. I couldn't see, smell, talk or hear anything.
My heart was racing so fast in my chest, I was having problems to breathe.
"Calm down, Harry." I heard a faint whisper behind me. "Breathe. In and out." It was Aimee. I began concentrating on my breathing and eventually my clogged up throat was more open and I could breathe.
How could I hear her!?
I felt something warm trickle down my neck and torso. What the hell?
I froze when a tongue licked the trail of warm on my body. My mouth was uncovered and I felt fingers grasp my chin, forcing my mouth open. I was then that I felt something in my mouth. My chin was pressed up and I bit down on the thing. I felt the chocolate and then much to my horror I felt strawberry.
Oh, this is gonna end badly....
-Aimee's P.O.V-
"NO!" All the cheering died down to see a brunette run up to the stage. "Oh, holy fuck," he gasped, staring at Harry. I looked over to the boy and then to Kim. She held a strawberry, just like Niall did. A chocolate covered strawberry. A classic aphrodisiac.
"Get down!" I growled at the boy, but he shook his head.
"U-uh... Sorry, but Harry's allergic to strawberries," he stuttered. My eyes widened. I quickly went behind him and untied the mask and took it off. His head fell down limp and people began gasping and buzzing with talk.
"Get him down!" I yelled and people came up. We got him down in no time and then dressed him in a robe quickly. Someone had called the ambulance and it came quickly. "Find a new person, I'll go with him," I ordered to Kim. She nodded and my father went up instead to order what should be done.
Louis carried his friend and I walked with him to the exit. The ambulance was there and we got in with him.
"How bad is his allergy?" I asked Louis, who was looking at his friend in horror.
"Pretty damn bad. Last time he ate a strawberry was 5 years ago and he ended up in a coma for two weeks," Louis said and drove his fingers through his hair. "Why strawberries? Couldn't you use bananas?" he groaned.
"Bananas are more sensual, personal. You do simply not use bananas for that. Strawberries are to tease," I explained to him. He nodded and then I looked back to Harry who had been hooked up to IV drip and had an oxygen mask on.
We got to the hospital quite quickly and he got immediate help. Harry wasn't even breathing now. He had to get those electrical shocks to get his heart started again and I stayed with Louis who was devastated.
"Shouldn't you call his family?" I asked him. He shook his head, not lifting it from his arms. "Why not?"
"He doesn't talk to them," he said simply and I know he didn't want to say anymore and he wasn't gonna say anything else, so I didn't ask.
I got out my iPad from my purse and went onto my writing to look through documents.
"Why come with us? Ivory says you don't give a shit bout anyone besides family and the chosen ones who get through. Harry didn't get through," Louis spoke up. I didn't look up from my document when I spoke.
"Harry's interesting. He seems to be scared of me, but at the same time he's got the balls to say no," I said honestly. I saw Louis look at me in the corner of my eyes, looking kinda confused.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean exactly what I said," I shrugged and then sent some files to people. I got a file back and clicked it.
Harry Edward Styles
Born: February 1st, 1990. Holmes Chapel, Cheshire, England.
Birth mother: Anne Cox
Birth father: Des Styles
Siblings: Gemma Styles
Schools: Holmes Chapel Middle School, Holmes Chapel Secondary School.
Other: Harry Edward Styles went missing July 28th, 2007. The parents of the 17-year-old said he just suddenly wasn't there anymore and he is yet to be found. People stopped the searching May 12th, 2010. They gave up on finding him because they had searched the whole country.
Well, that's quite interesting...
"Friends of Harry Styles?" We looked up, Louis stood up. I just looked at the doctor waiting for his news. "He's just sleeping. You're lucky you got him here quickly. His allergy is very severe. He'll probably be up tomorrow and then he can leave the day after if he's fine," he said and Louis relaxed. All his tense muscles relaxed and he let out a breath.
"Can I see him now?" Louis asked the doctor. He nodded and told us to follow. I just looked back down to my iPad, until I heard someone call my name. I looked up to see Louis waiting for me. I sighed and put my iPad back in my purse and followed them to Harry's room.
I don't like hospitals...
