Master Tomlinson

9-Emotions

HARRY
Even though today was filled with work, and I hadn't seen Louis all morning: I was dreading today. What contributed to this feeling of dread came from the fact that there's going to be a show tonight and per usual, Charlie is the main attraction. A large fraction of me doesn't care too much, but there's a little portion that still won't let me be unbothered by it. I'm still feeling down today but I feel a bit more angry than usual, which I assume came from when I finished folding clothes and then Michael accidentally knocked them over. Luckily, lunch time was approaching and I could finally sit and relax my sore muscles.
Luke met me in the hallway while I was about to go wash up and afterwards we walked down to the table together.

"How are you feeling today, Harry?" Luke whispered to me as he ate some of his mashed potatoes, his eyes a bit concerned about my lack of conversation. I gave a small shrug, "m'okay, just a bit sore." He only furrowed his brows and nudged me a bit. "I meant how are your feelings feeling, not your body." He corrected. Just as I went to open my mouth, I heard Charlie chime in with slight annoyance on his features. "You two are so cute, when's the wedding?"

Luke looked over at Charlie and simply grinned, before he tilted his head and rebutted, "Next week, are you free or will you be taking more dick up your ass?" All on cue, the rest of the boys were sent into instant laughter all while Charlie sat there looking a bit red in the face and annoyed at their laughs. I felt Luke pat my knee and give me a reassuring smile, before he continued to eat his veggies. It felt nice to have a friend that was there to stick up for me when I couldn't do it for myself.
The boys' laughter calmed once Louis appeared in the room, and then they returned to eating.

"As of now, Oliver and I have settled on a date for the gala." Louis began. I could feel his eyes skimming my face, but I couldn't make any eye contact yet.
"Tomorrow night, so I expect all of you to be ready for it. The suits are on their way, you'll all pick what you wear tonight."

I felt a wave of anxiety rush through my body because of his announcement. Tomorrow night? How can I face him tomorrow night? I thought to myself, my lip being gnawed on roughly. I zoned out and began to breathe heavily but soothed a bit when I felt Luke rubbing my back. After a few seconds my gaze lifted to look at him, but he was looking at Master— who was staring at me with concern in his expression. I looked away sheepishly and felt my cheeks heat up, before I balled my tiny fists and attempted to let the anxiety attack pass on its own.

By the end of lunch, I hardly finished my food and I still felt a little queasy from the panic attack. I made my way up towards the laundry room and started to hand wash Louis' clothes. The scent of his body lingered in the air when I'd lift them and toss them around a bit to sort them, which made me bite my lip roughly. How can I be upset with my Master...? He feeds me, doesn't abuse me, I thought to myself. And then a picture of Charlie engaging in sex with Louis popped into my brain and I snapped out of my gaze.
"Guess I can't help how I feel.." I mumbled sadly, wiping at my eye.

"How do you feel..?" Louis' voice came from behind me, making me jump slightly and tense up a bit, my fingers gripping onto the fabric of one of his night shirts. I peeked over my shoulder slightly to let him know that I acknowledged his presence but kept my head down. "Nothing, master.." I whispered eventually, resulting in a disappointed nod from Louis. "Harry.. I'm sorry." He began, which made me less tense. "I didn't acknowledge your feelings, and I know that it wasn't right now that I think abou—"
"You don't have to explain yourself to me." I blurted out, making myself blush and apologize for cutting him off.
"I.. I just thought.. I don't know, don't listen to me." I choked slightly, shaking my head, before I turned back to the laundry. I then felt Louis' hand on my back, rubbing in small soothing circles.
"Harry," he whispered against my shoulder softly, which made me sink into him a little bit, but then I tensed. Louis sensed this and began to massage me, his eyebrows furrowed. "Tonight I thought I'd try to make up for what I did. Will you sit by me at the show tonight?" He whispered softly before he pulled away hesitantly. I looked over at him and bit my lip. "Yes, master."
It's not like I could say no, whether it was my choice or not.

"Good, I'll see you tonight, love." Louis smiled softly, before he went back to his office. I watched him walk away and felt relieved but trapped again at the same time, and for my own sake I was hoping that tonight would be over as quickly as possible so I didn't have to watch Charlie shake his ass and imagine Louis penetrating him.