Dangerous | l.s.

XXXIX

"Fuck. You." Harry spat into Emilio's face. Currently, he had Harry chained to a chair in a basement of a fairly nice house not too far from Louis'. Most likely to keep watch on him.

He was trying to get information out of Harry, it turns out-he doesn't know as much as he tries to make Louis believe. In all honesty, he was actually quite clueless about Sonlinmot. All he knew was information from before he left.

"You're a fucking brat!" Emilio shouted as he wiped the spit off his face and tightened the chains on Harry's wrists making him whimper in pain. "I'm going to ask you one more time-"

"I said NO the first eight times you asked me! What makes you think I'll change my mind now," Harry said straining against the chains.

"This," he said darkly and pulled the gun from his belt, shoving it firmly against Harry's forehead.

"You're not going to kill me," he challenged. Harry remained calm on the outside, but he was really terrified. "You need me," he said again, testing his luck.

"Fuck!" Emilio shouted as put his gun back. He tightened the chains on Harry, now breaking the gentle skin and causing them to bleed. "I'm gonna let you sit down here and think and when I come back you better have some answers," Emilio said starting to turn away.

"Louis' is gonna kill you, you know?" Harry said in response.

"I'd like to see him try," Emilio said before shutting off all the lights and leaving Harry in the dark basement.

Harry wasn't sure how long it was, he couldn't tell what time it day it was, but Emilio eventually came back.

"Ready to answer some questions bitch?" Emilio sneered harshly.

"I think you know the answer to that," Harry retorted. He would never rat at Louis, as a kid he was trained to resist empty threats and torture as to not give up information about his fathers gang. Never would Harry have thought it would come in handy.

"You'll answer my questions eventually!"

"What if I make you a deal? Hm?" Harry asked testing if he could get some information out of Emilio. He heard Emilio audible scoff at the suggestion. "You answer one of my questions, and I'll answer one of yours."

"Fine, I guess I'll indulge you," Emilio said after thinking about Harry's proposition for a few minuets. "You must be truthful."

"I will be if you are," Harry said and Emilio nodded. "Simple question-why are you doing this or shall I say, why me?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Emilio asked with an amused look on his face. "It's because you're his weakness. He'd die for you," Emilio said, his smile now twisting into an evil smirk. "My turn to ask a question. Where are the warehouses that hold Sonlinmot's products?"

"Stupid question," Harry said with a laugh. "You think I know the answer to that? Louis barely lets me around alcohol and a gun, I don't know where the warehouses are."

"Don't lie to me! And don't call me a liar!" Emilio shrieked, slapping Harry so hard that it would surely leave a bruise. "ANSWER THE QUESTION!"

"I already did! I said I don't know where the fucking warehouses are!"

"You're a worthless brat! Don't raise your voice at me! I should kill you for that!" Emilio yelled as he slapped Harry again and tightened the chains.

"Yeah, but you won't," Harry said as he smirked through the pain. He may be chained up but he now had information and Emilio didn't, meaning-he was winning this game.

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Back at the Sonlinmot mansion, Louis was losing his mind. He had barely moved, let alone eaten or showered since Harry had been talented. He felt like he couldn't breathe without the boy.

Not only that, there was talk among the mobsters again that Louis was too weak. He had let Harry become his weakness but not only that, he had let it destroy him. He had gone soft. Some were even calling for Zayn to take over Louis' position as boss until he was in the right mind. But Zayn would never do that, no Louis was right man for the job, he just needed to get his head together.

Zayn took it upon himself to call Des. He figured he had a right to know that his son had been kidnapped and he hoped that he could be of some assistance too. As of right now, the boys had hit a dead end on finding Harry.

The address that Liam had received led them to an empty packing house. Inside was another tablet with a timer on it set for Friday at sunset. Niall had guessed that was when the real location where they would meet him would be revealed. Either that or Liam suspected when the timer would run out the tablet would explode.

When Zayn finally got ahold of Desmond and told him what had happened in the past two days, he didn't say anything else other than that he was on his way.

And Zayn swore the man had a deal with the devil because he arrived in Las Vegas. Des stormed into the house without even announcing his presence.

"Where the fuck is Louis?" Desmond asked Zayn who had opened his door.

"Um he's up in his room but I uh wouldn't go up there. He's not talking to anyone," Zayn warned.

"I don't care," Des said as he marched up the stairs with Zayn hot on his heels. Liam and Niall saw the and confusingly started to follow them upstairs.

Desmond reached door to Louis and Harry's room and shoved it open, effectively breaking the lock holding it shut. Louis was laid face down on the bed in two day old clothes with food wrappers around him.

"Get up Louis!" Desmond shouted.

"Leave, I want to be left alone. Come back with Harry."

"No. Get the fuck up Louis," Desmond said harshly grabbing the back of Louis' shirt and pulling him into a sitting position.

Louis face was stained with tears as they continued to spill from his eyes. Desmond couldn't believe how torn up Louis was over this. He loved Louis like a son and was glad he cared about Harry this much but he needed to get it together.

"Come on get it together Louis!" Desmond shouted when Louis tried to lay back down. "How dare you let my son get kidnapped? I trusted you Louis!" Desmond said slapping Louis. He needed to get his attention someway.

"What the fuck Des!?" Louis asked as he rubbed his cheek, finally coming back into reality for a second. Zayn, Liam, and Niall watched in amazement at the interaction. If any of them had done that Louis would have threatened to shoot them.

"Good, now that you're finally back with us, we need to get to planning on getting my son and your boyfriend back."

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Would you guys want a sequel to this story, as it is wrapping up soon? This is also unedited 😬