The Devils My Lover [Larry Stylinson]

This is it then

"So this is it, then? This is my life now." I said finally realizing that I was just going to be another glass cage prisoner. Just another goddamn trophy for his display case. There is no way out and Harry made it pretty clear that I knew.

After he didn't answer me or say anything, I walked up behind him and pushed him the hardest I could. Fuck, he was so strong he barely stumbled. Eventually he turned around to face me, only he still didn't say anything he just stared at me.

"Huh? Is this my life now?" I questioned unable to stop the tears from falling down my face.

I pushed him again and again just wanting him to fight back. I just want him to knock me out and stop the fear and this pain inside my chest. "Come on, fight back!" I yelled at those beautiful green eyes.

He pulled me up by my t-shirt, his face inches away from mine.

"Not yet." He whispered, "Not yet."

"Wh-what do you m-mean, 'not yet'?" Wiping away the remaining tears left on my face. Harry let go of me and an odd feeling came over me as if I didn't want him to let go of me.

"Louis, it's complicated. Not everyone that is doomed to hell, is left rotting in a cell for all of eternity." He paced back and forth well I mentally did a little happy dance. "Everyone goes through multiple tests. After you complete all tests, it will determine your fate." Harry smiled looking at my clearly excited face.

"Where do we go from here?" I asked not sure how this worked, still all extremely new to me.

"Well first I'll show you to your room, don't worry it's not a cage. Unless you're into that stuff." He grinned and for the first time in what seemed like forever I laughed, not a fake laugh but a true full out laugh and it felt amazing.