I am sorry in advance for the rough ending and for the blue-eyed guy being such an ass (and if you're a teen wolf fan you'll recognize some names hehe ) , also it's also a really angsty chapter .... i hope you like it. the next two will be lighter , and i'l try to add more ziall :) enjoy! Love , Fay xx
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"You..." Harry murmured , his breath going shallow, backing away slowly his green eyes widening with a mix of fear and anger. Taking advantage of his stupor , two new blokes appeared and grabbed Harry by surprise , holding him firmly in place.
"Yes , me. God, this is such an emotional reunion you guys." The stranger quipped mockingly, wiping an imaginary tear from his cheek. "Move these faggots to the shop." He suddenly ordered , snapping his fingers firmly. The four lads holding Louis and Harry complied, heading towards the huge grey shop Harry saw earlier.
"It's going to be okay Lou, I'll get us out of this." He whispered gently when he got close enough. He was still frazzled and everything seemed blurry to him. He really wished he could wake up right now , but unfortunately it wasn't a nightmare this time. He wriggled his arms trying to escape the tight grip that held him in place, the lads struggled but tightened the grip harder seconds later.
"Jack, he keeps fidgeting. " One of them said.
"Hit the queer."
With those word , a dark-haired guy slapped Louis' cheek harshly leaving a red mark over the small boy's face.
"NO!" Harry cried out , horrified that he made it happen. "I'll stop moving, just don't touch him."
The lead man snickered cruelly and opened a giant metal door , allowing the small group to enter before locking it.
"Home sweet home." the man said , twirling in the hallway that appeared in front of him.
"Who are you? Where are we? Harry, what's happening?" A chocked voice asked.
"Oh i'm very sorry, my bad. I didn't do the presentations. I'm Jackson , a very dear ...friend of Harry Styles here. Aren't we Harry? There you have Stiles, Scott and Isaac and Boyd, my mates. But it isn't really important , right? You don't care of who we are,correct? " Jackson scowled bitterly, walking towards Louis' frame slowly. "You never really cared anyway Harry. You never cared about anything." As he pronounced those sentences , a hand went straight to Louis' stomach , leaving him out of breath instantly.
"STOP!" Harry shouted , wriggling and fidgeting . "I said stop! Hit me instead , don't touch him, please ,Jackson."
Jackson froze and turned on his heels.
"Wait, so you do care .. but about him. When it makes you happy , you care. Otherwise ...it's irrelevant to you.You've always been such an egocentric person Harry Styles."
He aimed his knee under Louis' stomach and hit hard with all of his strength. Louis' frame bent in two as he growled trying to hold his newly hurt member but couldn't move because of the grip on his arms.
"STOP! PLEASE STOP! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US?" Harry cried out , unable to tolerate the vision of his boyfriend getting beaten up for no reason.
"What do I want from you?" Jackson repeated , thoughtful. "See , this is quite a long story. You remember me , don't you? You remember punch-"
"Shut up." Harry scowled bitterly, spitting on him.
"Wait, let me guess. You didn't tell him right?" Jackson snickered cruelly, looking at Louis. "Your dear sweetheart doesn't even really know you. Pa-the-tic."
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