Well look at you, all grown up.” Edwards smirks, walking closer towards Harry and Louis.
“I look just like you idiot.” Harry smirks as well, wrapping his free hand around Louis’ waist. Louis faces his body towards Harry, wrapping each of his arms around his waist, resting his cheek on his shoulder.
“Well, looky here, you’ve got yourself a friend.” Edward chuckles, eyeing Louis carefully.
“Don’t look at him traitor.” Harry says harshly, keeping Louis close and the gun well hidden. Edward chuckles and smiles at Harry.
“Fine, fine.” Edward says, cocking the gun, ready to fire. “Why don’t you come give your big brother a hug? I’ve missed you buddy.” Edward says, holding his arms open for a hug.
“Why don’t you go fuck yourself.” Harry spits out, glaring as his brother eyes Louis.
“I’d rather fuck your friend.” Louis glares at him, -hiding his fear because damn he’s terrified- and rolls his eyes at the comment.
“Sorry, not my type.” Louis sasses, holding onto Harry tighter.
“What’s your type then?” Edward asks, walking towards them.
“Harry. His badass side and his nerdy side.” he says, nuzzling his nose into Harry’s cheek, earning a blush, but Harry’s face never changed from a cold glare.
“You only like the nerdy side because I’m somewhat submissive and actually listen to you.” Harry says, hitting his nose on Louis’.
“I do like it when you submit. It’s a turn-on.” Louis shrugs, he probably would have jumped Harry if they were in Harry’s empty house and didn’t have a gun pointed at them.
“I didn’t know you submitted to anyone other than Eli Haz. Maybe I should let him know that his look alike is stealing you away from him.” Edward smirks, waiting for Louis’ surprised reaction, but frowned when it didn’t come.
“He already knows, just told him when we were at his house actually.” Harry tells him.
“Well then he knows about the deal?” Harry nods.
“Perfect, he can come watch then.” Edward says pointing the gun at their heads. “Grab them.” Edward speaks coldly and before either of the two boys know what them, their being grabbed, arms behind their backs.
“Looky here. Your clone has got a gun. Looks like he still has a soft spot for you even after you left him.” the man, Rick as Harry now knows him, takes the gun away from him and twists his arms in a position that if it were to bend any farther, it would break a few bones.
“I still didn’t get my hug.” Edward says, and with a flick of his wrist Harry is thrown into a tight embrace, a familiar embrace.
“I’ve missed you love.” Harry hates it when Edward calls him that.
“I hate you.” Harry spits out, but hugs him back. This will probably be the last time he sees him for awhile if Eli sends him off again.
“No you don’t.” Edward whispers softly in his ear, holding onto his twin for dear life.
“I know I don’t.” Harry sighs.
“I’m sorry Harry.”
“I know you are, you’re just trying to protect everyone.” Harry sighs as he pulls back, their ‘hatred’ for each other returning. Edward pushes Harry back to the man who handcuffs his hands behind his back and throws him over his shoulder.
Harry looks over to see that the man has Louis’ hands tied behind his back also -but at least he has rope and not the handcuffs that are too tight- and pushing him forward.
