When Des Styles runs out of time to pay Louis back for his supply drugs, Louis is furious. So instead of going after Des, he goes after something, or someone, that belongs to him:
Harry Styles.
Who to Des, may or may not be more precious than his...
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Warning: Coerced Sex (Rape)
Harry watched silently from the edge of Louis' bed as the man packed his clothes away. It was the day after Niall arrived and he spent all of yesterday sitting and waiting for Louis once again. The man was so tired after the meeting that he just undressed and crawled in bed, forcing Harry to go to sleep with him.
Harry's thoughts weren't on Louis for once, though. He wasn't trying to figure out what the man had planned next or what he would do to him or force him to do. He just couldn't stop thinking about Niall.
What did he mean that he wouldn't hold back? And does he not know what happened the last time someone messed with him? Maybe not, but if he's known Louis for a long time, he should know what he's like.
Unless he doesn't know what Louis' actually like. Sure, they were business partners in drug trading, but maybe he doesn't know about how insane Louis truly is. Louis is extremely good at lying, Harry's seen him tell lies and he almost believed them even when he knew they weren't true.
But then again, with what Harry's seen, maybe Niall does know but he really doesn't care. He's confident and Louis doesn't seem to scare him in the least bit. Zayn shows fear sometimes with Louis, but Niall absolutely does not.
Harry's never seen someone who wasn't afraid of Louis when he shows them their true colors. What if Niall's just as fucked up as Louis?
Harry paled at the thought.
He bit his lip nervously, his leg bouncing. Louis looked at him from the corner of his eye, sighing when he didn't stop.
"Why are you so anxious, love?" Harry snapped out of his trance and looked up at Louis. Louis was looking at him with a mix of annoyance but also concern. Harry never knew that those two feelings could go together, but Louis can do so many things that Harry didn't know were possible.
"J-Just nervous," Harry admitted, but the reason he was nervous, he would never tell him.
"Why, Doll?" Louis forced Harry to look back up at him, rubbing his thumb against his bottom lip. Harry sighed.
"I just don't want to be here alone, not after..." Harry trailed off, looking into Louis' eyes, praying that the man doesn't see through his lies. Although, it's not really a lie. He doesn't want to be there alone with George. Not after everything that happened.
But he's more afraid of being here when Niall comes back from his trip.
Louis smiled down at him, pressing a sweet kiss to Harry's lips softly.
"You'll be okay, I promise. Everyone knows if they do anything they'll suffer much more than Oliver did." Louis gave Harry another kiss before pulling away, continuing to pack his clothes.
