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Beaten in an Alley-Harry

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Hey guys.  This is a request for the amazing SPORTY999 .   Enjoy!

Harry was coming back from clubbing, deciding to take a shortcut back to his car. It was dark, around one in the morning, and he was tired. His boyfriend, Louis, was at work at the ER. He had gotten himself a little drunk, so all he wanted to do was to go home, take a quick shower, and get into bed.

He had parked quite a distance away, so he decided to cut through an alley to get there sooner. As he cut through the dark area, there were two men up ahead. Harry wondered what they were doing. Were they drug dealers? Should he turn back around and get the heck out of there?

They were talking to each other, and not exactly in hushed tones. These were angry men, Harry decided. He heard a few words, like "doctor" and "patients" and then he heard Louis's name. Harry's ears perked up, trying to catch the rest of the conversation.

"...so sick of Dr. Tomlinson," the taller of the men said. "It's time he's taken out. His patients could be mine, but he steals the whole town!"

Then the other man spoke. "He's stealing your business, taking what's yours. We all know you're the best doctor in town, not him."

What Harry thought. How could they think this about Louis? Take him out? What did he mean by this?

The doctor grabbed a hold of the stockier man's collar and pulled his face close to his. "Take care of him now. Tonight. You got it?"

"Of course. It'll be my pleasure," the man said with an evil smile.

Harry didn't even take the time to think, not when someone was threatening the life of his boyfriend. Harry charged at them, punching the shorter man in the face. Startled, the man yelled, "Who are you?" before punching Harry square in the jaw.

"I'm Louis's boyfriend," Harry yelled, surprising even himself at the confidence he was able to portray, when he was actually quite literally shaking from fear.

"Oh, you are, are ya?" the doctor said. "Come on, Max. Take him out, too."

Harry turned to face the man known as Max, and a fist came flying at his face. The punch to his eye was so great that it tripped him up, and he fell to the cement.

"Didn't know Dr. Tomlinson was gay and had a little boyfriend," the doctor said with a snarl. "He's really going to miss you....well, for as long as he's still alive at least." The two men chuckled, and this only made Harry angrier. He arose to his feet and swung a fist at the doctor's face. Max wasn't so happy about it, though.

Large hands pulled Harry back and he was hit in the face again, and a sharp pain was felt in his nose. He felt something trickle from it, and as he touched it, his hands came back with blood. Max, however, didn't stop there. He hit him in the stomach as well, and the doctor joined in on the beating, too.

"We can't have you telling our plans now, can we?" the doctor chided as he slammed his knuckles hard into Harry's stomach. Harry bent over, gasping for breath, but air didn't come. He fell to the ground, trying to breathe. His stomach was sore, and he clutched at it as he waited for another punch.

Once he finally was able to breathe again, he yelled weakly, "Stay away from Louis."

The doctor got up in his face, which was smeared with blood. "We'll do whatever we want to do to him. You won't stop me."