Satyriasis {boyxboy} - FINISHED -

Chapter 37 - The Deal

A/n: THREE MORE CHAPTERS ONLY.

Whoa.

Oh my God... He's going to rape me!

They say after something happens to you once, you'll handle it better the next time. But that was a complete lie in his case.

Harry could barely react with what stood before his eyes - the most unpleasant surprise in the world in shape of a human being. All his senses become instantly heightened with his presence. Harry knew he should've told him mum about what happened. And Louis. And got a restraining order against him. But he was in shock. He was weak. And now all this was happening - because he was too ashamed to ask for help.

"What... What are you doing here?" He asks, searching for the most space he could find to fill between their bodies.

His brassy auburn waves was perfectly combed. His smile idiotic. And his presence... God! It went from neutral to frightening in a span of a few days. But a few days could bring so much, could change the course of so many things...

"I'm here because I want to make a deal."

Harry scoffs, internally screaming when his back reaches the wall.

"I don't make deals with people like you."

"I thought you'd say that," Jonathan says with glee, his hand diving inside his pocket. "So I brought something you might want to see."

He grabs his phone and turns the screen towards Harry. A video starts playing, rather blurry, but the silhouettes are familiar to him. After only a couple of seconds he notices the lobby of an hotel... the Intercontinental. And they were in the video, heading towards the elevator. Oh no... He's been spying us all along?

As if he hadn't had enough bad luck the locale of the video changes into the elevator camera. They have a camera in there?! Why didn't I notice?

Soon enough he watches him and Louis make out in the elevator. His trembling chin was hanging low, his jaded eyes incredulous. He was scared, embarrassed, shocked and utterly lost. Could Jonathan really go through with that with the counter-evidence of their consent and his mum's witness? But he had solid proof; it weighted down the scale much more. Perhaps for a stranger it would be difficult to know it's them in the video, after all. He so hoped and prayed.

"As you can see I have more than enough evidence of Dr. Tomlinson going out with one of his patients and sexually abusing them." Jonathan says, saving his phone in the same pocket once the video is over. "And, as if it wasn't bad enough, you were underage when this happened."

"How..." Is all the words he can find to speak.

"Shh. You don't have to worry about it. You just have to do your part in our deal and your Sugar Daddy won't spend half of the rest of his life locked up."

"What do you want me to do?" He asks, cowering down in the corner of his room in fear and anticipation in his mind. Would he really ask what Harry thought he would? Was he just like Ricky?

"I want 50,000£. It's all you need to do, and I'll leave you alone."

What?

"What you're asking is impossible!" He tells him. "You know I don't have that much money."

Jonathan frowns, but his punchable grin doesn't die down.

"Think harder... I bet your rich boyfriend wouldn't notice if you took it from him."

Oh my God...Taking money from Louis?! Of course he would know. He knows everything, somehow - sooner or later.

"I can't." He confesses. "Please, there must be another way."