"Stop moving or I'll shoot you"

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Chapter twenty-seven

"Stop moving or I'll shoot you"

"Ah! M-master, stop!" Louis screamed, scared. He was in pain, and he wanted it to stop. "You're h-hurting me!"

"Shut up" Harry grumbled, he continued to thrust into the boy's tight hole, "you feel, so, so good."

"I d-don't like this!"

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Later on that night, Louis fell asleep in Harry's arms. He was too tired to argue or to move for that matter.

"Good boy," the man kissed the younger lad's forehead, "get some sleep, you need it," he placed the boy down beside him on the bed.

Harry laid down and covered himself and the blue-eyed boy up with his comforter. He closed his eyes, and slowly drifted of to sleep.

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The small boy awoke to being lifted from off the bed, he fluttered his eyes open and saw Zayn.
Before he could even scream, Zayn covered his mouth and 'shushed' him. He shook his head repeatedly and squirmed around in the raven-haired man's arms, trying to break free.

"Stop moving or I'll shoot you" the hazel eyed-boy threatened, quietly.

Louis stopped moving and stared at Zayn, scared, he gulped.

Harry was in a deep sleep and didn't know what was going on in reality.

Zayn carried Louis out of the room and headed down the hallway, "I'm taking you with me and Niall."

Niall was waiting at the end of the hallway, "that's him?"

"Yeah" Zayn replied as he reached the end of the hallway, "he's a beauty, isn't he?"

"He sure is. I can see why Harry likes him so much."

"Yeah."

"Lets get going, Zee. Oh! Did you leave the note on the bed for Harry to read?"

"Yes. Now , Ni, lets go."

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Harry woke up the next morning, he fluttered his eyelids open and looked at the empty spot next to him on the bed. Louis was gone.

He saw a note and grabbed it. He began to read it.

Hey Harry,
I'm sure you're wondering where your precious Louis is, huh?
He's with us.
We promise to take good care of him.
The only way you'll get him back is if you give up your leadership.

All the hate,
Zayn and Niall. xx

"Those fucking wankers!" The man shouted, angrily.

💕Larabadara. xx
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