twisted 》 zarry au

Three: What Now?

i am so x15874923103648971654185645 sorry for the late update ! cuz ya know, exams srsly suck. i'm really really very sorry about being such an irresponsible writer and i hope you don't start hating on me? bc that'll be horrible D: i mean, c'mon, i'm just an an innocent girl ;)

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"Sir," Harry instantly felt bad for leaving Niall out there in the freezing cold. "Sir?" Harry tugged gently onto the hem of Louis' shirt gently, earning a growl from the older boy.

"What do you want?" Louis snapped at the shaking boy, who was definitely taken aback by his sudden change of mood.

"Uh... N-Nothing," Harry stuttered. Knowing that Niall was a very touchy topic for Louis, he couldn't help but bite his bottom lip, hoping that Louis will just drop it.

"Tell me." Louis demanded, backing the smaller boy up against the wall, making the poor lad tremble in even more fear.

"N-No," Harry breathed.

"I- Just drop it." Harry turned his head, not wanting to meet those killer eyes of his superior, that threatened to burn him alive.

"Tell. Me. Now!" Louis roared, gripping onto Harry's shoulders so roughly that Harry could of sworn that a bruise was already forming on the the spot of assault.

"N-no," Harry winced, drawing his plump bottom lip between his teeth harshly.

"Then you watch when happens to your lover." Louis turned on his heel, ready to leave for the secret chamber, in short for the 'dungeon'.

"No no no! Please, Sir!" Harry cried, tugging onto Louis' hand. "Please don't hurt Niall! Niall is a nice guy, he had no hidden motive for helping me!"

"Let go of me." Louis demanded.

"No, I will never let go. Only if you promise to let Niall go." Harry tried to come off as confident, but failed terribly as he simply sounded like a weak and helpless lamb.

"No. He needs to learn his f*cking place, Harry." Louis chided the younger boy.

"Please, I'm begging you." Harry quickly scrambled to his knees, gripping onto Louis' wrist desperately.

"First I lost my family. And then there went my cat. And now you're gonna take my only friend away from me? If you actually still have a heart, please spare Niall for me. Please?" Harry begged him weakly.

"Fine." Louis snarled. "As long as I see one more act of intimacy I swear-"

"Yes, yes, Sir." Harry nodded his head quickly. "I-I promise." He looked down at his feet in nervousness, not knowing Louis' next move.

"Such a good boy you are." Louis patted his head in awe at the boy's obedience and attitude.

"For that, I shall reward you with a surprise," Louis paused, "Until that fag was mentioned."

Harry bit his plump, pink bottom lip once again, unsure of how to react to that statement.

Did he mean it in the wrong way or what...?