The Chase [Watty's2018]

Twenty-Three

Louis

I woke up in a room similar to the one I grew up in. Fear gripped me as two people walked in and over to me. I pushed myself against the wall, trying to make myself as small as possible.

They each grabbed me. I fought and kicked, but they carried me easily to a room where they tied me down.

I pulled against the restraints, the cuffs digging into my wrists but I didn't care. I didn't want to be here. I had to get away.

I had to find Liam.

"Hello, Louis," a voice said. I looked up and saw a man that looked a lot like Harry before me. "Harry has told me so much about you, even after you tried escaping from him."

I didn't say anything and kept to pull my wrists off. The man didn't say anything for a while.

"Harry hasn't been on your side. He's been telling is everything."

"Where did we go yesterday?" I asked without looking up. "If he has, where did we go?"

"To that shop. Where the others are-"

"Before that," I snapped. "If you really do know everything, where were we?"

"Traveling to that shop. He tells us everything. You were asleep for most of it, weren't you?" He chuckled slightly.

I didn't smile like I wanted to. I just kept a mental note that Harry wasn't helping them. I stopped pulling on the cuffs and instead used my fingernail to pick at the chair.

Don't play their game. Keep them wondering.

"You're dealing with this better than I thought."

"Why am I here? Is it to give them up? To help you with research?" I asked with venom.

"You're here for whatever we need. And what I think we need is you to get all of them back in this lab." He watched for my reaction as he started walling closer to me. I flinched away, making him grab my jaw harshly to look at him. "And the best part? You'll enjoy every second of it."

"Fuck off," I said without as much force as I wanted. Mr. Styles smiled a sinister smile. He gave a hard squeeze to my jaw before letting go and walking back to where he had been originally.

"You're trying to put up a front, aren't you? Trying to be big and bad when, in reality, you're terrified of what's going on. Got to admit though, I'm impressed you aren't crying."

I looked down and bit my lip harshly. It would impossible for him to not get in my head. I've been in the lab my whole life and Harry was filling him in while we weren't.

He would know my weak spots. He would know how to twist my head around to make me do what he wants.

Its going to be a loosing battle, so why would I fight it? Why would I fight something I know I can't win?

Because you care about them. You have to fight to protect them just like they would do for you. You can't just let them win without a fight, Louis.

"Shall we start for today, then?" Mr. Styles asked but I didn't answer. I knew it was a yes either way.

Mr. Styles studied me for a while. His green orbs followed up my body, almost as if he were looking for some kind of change.

"They weren't lying when they said you never try to use your powers, huh?" He commented, turning to leave the room.

"It doesn't come naturally to me," I said quickly, trying to prevent his leaving.