What If.. Larry (Vampire + BoyxBoy )

Chapter Fourteen.

It's probably not Friday where you at but It's been Friday for the last hour and fifteen minutes and I'm too excited to post this when I wake up. This is another 4k chapter, I'm on a roll here lol.

plz don't get mad at me for this chapter and the next one.

Warning: violence and zarry?

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  When Harry woke up, it was due to the uncomfortable feeling that was shooting on his shoulder. He groaned and started to stir but froze, his hands were tied and his chest was bare. He looked and saw that he was laying on a mattress and he was in a room that resembled a basement.

He started to panic and struggle against the rope holding his hands together. He whimpered when he felt the rope cut his wrist. He stopped struggling altogether when he heard a door open and a chuckle was heard. He turned around to where the sound came from and saw Zayn standing in the doorway. At the sight of Zayn, Harry remembered what happened. He gasped and tried to back away when Zayn flashed to his spot. Harry was too shocked to gasp let alone breathe.

Harry didn't bother asking why he was here or where is he because he connected the dots and figured that Zayn is Louis' friend. Harry watched, wide-eyed, as Zayn's eyes roamed his face and very much bare chest. His breathing started to pick up and Zayn brought a hand to cup his cheek. Harry flinched a little but had nowhere to go, he shut his eyes and held his breath as he felt Zayn's cold fingertips trail his cheek, jaw and, hair.

"I can see why would Louis make you his toy," Zayn said in fascination.

"I'm not Louis' toy!" Harry countered back.

Zayn only chuckled and gripped Harry's chin; making Harry whimper at the tight hold.

"I don't care babe. You were with him and he cares about you enough to stay back instead of fleeing like the little pussy he is." Zayn explained.

Harry can't believe that Louis actually stayed back. Louis made it clear that he wasn't staying and if he was staying why would he not say a damn word to him. This whole thing could've probably been avoided.

"Now, this time you'll be delivering a message to dear old Louis," Zayn smirked.

Harry didn't understand how could he tell Louis when he's locked up here. "You mean I will call him?" Harry curiously asked.

"Oh no, love. It'll be written all over you." Zayn smiled a little.

Harry could feel a block of ice slide down his spine and settle in his stomach. Zayn's word was still not understandable to him but it still gave him a dark chill. Harry was about to question him further but he had to bite his tongue when he felt a stinging in his cheek and his turning so fast that he had a whiplash.

Harry started to breathe harsher. Zayn meant that he'll beat him up and send him to Louis. Harry blinked his eyes open against the momentary dizziness. He didn't have time to say anything when a kick was delivered to his stomach, he cried out and sputtered at the pain.

He wanted to curl up and cover his stomach but his tied hands were not of help. Zayn continued to kick Harry a few times in his stomach till he was spitting blood and sure that at least one rib is broken. Harry was laying on his side when Zayn pushed him on his back and straddled his chest, he cried out as Zayn's thigh made contact with his bruised ribs. He was quickly shut up as Zayn started to lick the blood that was on Harry's chin. Harry tried to push his head away from Zayn's lips but was stopped when he basically sat on his chest. He started to suck on Harry's bottom lip that was covered in blood, he whimpered as he felt Zayn bite his lip.