Admit it

Harry POV

All what I'be done for the past years is love him. Why? Because he is Louis. Because he is mine.

"Oi Harry!" Zayn shouted, throwing a pillows at me. I laughed and shook my head, "What?" "We're going out!" He said a glint of excitement in his eyes. I smiled and got off the couch heading to the counter to get my keys.

The boys and I piled excitedly in the car driving off laughing. I stopped the car in front of a club and hopped out practically dragging Louis inside. The boys quickly followed. Butterflies filled my stomach, this was the night. I am going to tell Louis I love him.

I immediately hopped on a bar stool and ordered 12 shots of vodka.

After about 4 shots Louis was flat out drunk. My mind was a little foggy and I leaned on Louis heavily. "Did you know I l-love you?" I said blushing slightly. "Who c-cares Hazza?! L-let's danceee!" Louis said in a slurred voice.

This angered me. Triggered the last spark that made me blow up in flames.

"You know what... Fuck you let's go!" I dragged Louis by his shirt out of the club. "H-Harry where are weeee g-going?" He said stumbling over his feet. "I don't know."

Louis POV

Everything's a blur, where is he taking me? Did he just say he didn't know? What the fuck?

"Harry your h-hurting me!" I said as he dug his finger nails into my skin. "I don't care!" He yelled angrily, causing me to freeze. "What's wrong Haz?" I asked, scared.

"All what I've done for 3 years is fucking love you! But what do I get in return?! Fucking nothing!" He yelled angrily spraying spit in my face. It was like ice being thrown over me. "Harry I'm not gay, I'm so-"

"JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He screamed, causing me to narrow my eyes in anger. "If this is some sort of sick joke it's not fucking funny!" I yelled back causing him to throw his head back laughing.

"You think this is a joke? Wow." He sneered at me and slapped me. I took a step back shocked, tears forming. "Lou I'm sorr-" "Shut up. Shut up and leave me alone you stupid unreliable prick!"

Harry POV

He didn't just say that. He didn't just say that. No. This wasn't how it was suppose to be.

Emotions surged through me.

Anger

Sadness

Shock

Guilt

Anger

Worry

Guilt

Anger

Sadness

ANGER.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU FAGGOT!" I took my beer bottle and slammed it on his head. His body slumped onto me and I smiled. "It's your fault. It could have ended differently."

xNextMorningx

Louis POV

Soft light creaked through the dim bedroom. I tried to move but thick ropes charred my wrists. My bum hurt.

Where the fuck am I? Where are the boys? I'm tied up. Maybe I could call for help.

"Mmmphh!" I yelled as loud as I dared. What the fucking holy mother of shit, I'm gagged. Panick started to seep into my body. I need help. Now. I thrashed against the ropes that held me to a wooden chair. "Mm mphhhh!"

My wrists hurt. I want to go home. I want the boys. I started to back track to last night...

Had some shots with Harry, got drunk, Harry took me ou-

"MMMPH MPH MMMHMPH!!!" Fucking gag. What I meant was Harry you mother fucker.

A light creak came from the door and I looked up to see a curly haired boy smiling sheepishly at me. Was he mad? I glared at him wishing I had fucking laser vision to burn a hole through his head.

He slowly walked up to me and ripped the tape off. "Ow! WHAT THE FUCK I WRONG WITH YOU ARE YOU MAD?! TAKE ME HOME RIGHT NO-" I was silenced by a sharp slap across the face.

My face stung and I tried to hold back tears but they came anyway. "How dare you say that to me," He growled causing me to whimper, "I fucking love you." "Harry please just take me home." I pleaded. This wasn't real it, wasn't real. No. NO. NO!!!

"Harry please tell me this is a prank. SPlease." I hissed sneering at him. "You said that yesterday! Do you really think I would take a joke this far?" I dipped my head. "Exactly." He snapped and bent down.

"What are you doing?" I asked, frightened. "You have a massive trap and that's becoming a problem. Now I am going to take care of that." He ripped off a piece of tape from a roll and stuck it over my mouth.

"Mmmph...?" I tried to say his name. "Mmmph...?" I called after him as he walked away. I started sobbing.

Harry kidnapped me.

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"Harry please this is insane," Louis begged, "Please just let me go home. Why would you do something like this? Please let me go home!"

Louis sighed, knowing he was just wasting his breath. "Louis if you don't shut up, I'm going to make you." He snapped, still scrolling through the elders messages. "You sure your straight Louis? Cos the way these messages with Zayn..." Louis blushed and cringed. "I-I don't know what y-your talking about." He stuttered looking down. "Zayn I miss you, why don't you come give me X's and O's?" He read, his face clouding with anger.

"Harry just let me go home! How do you expect me to love you when your treating me like shit?! Seriously just let me go! We can still b-be friends! Please Ha-" He was silenced by a sharp slap.

His cheeks stung and fat tears rolled down his face.

Harry recognized the mistake he made and crouched beside the frightened boy. "Louis, I'm sorry, boo?" This angered Louis, "Don't call me boo or boobear you dick!" He shrieked at Harry.

He reeled back shocked.

Soon his shock turned to anger. He turned sharply on his heel and picked up the roll of tape. He smacked it on The frightened, sobbing boys mouth.

Leaving him crying and confused.