I heart you You haunt me (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 3

(Sorry i haven't updated ive been really busy!!!)

I sit in the van, hands still tied behind my back, and I'm already analyzing details as to how I should escape.

"So...Harry." I see Louis staring at me from the rearview mirror, he grins before licking his lips.

"You feeling alright back there?" He continues.

"Swell." I respond sharply.

I try to make him feel intimidated, by glaring right at him but all he does is continue his grinning.

"Keep your eyes on the road, please." I snap.

"Is that an attitude I hear?" He asks and I scoff loudly.

"Sure." I shrug.

"Don't do it again." He replies quickly, as if he were a parent or controller of mine.

"You can't tell me what to do." I talk back.

"Don't get smart with me. I own you now. You are mine. I can make you do whatever i want you to do. If you do anything of the sort with your disgusting attitude or get smart with me you'll get yourself into a punishment." He retorts.

"Punishment? What the hell are you talking about!?" I yell.

"I suppose you'll be finding out when we get to my house, won't you? Which is right about......now." He finishes, and the van comes to a hard stop, causing me to jolt sideways.

I feel my own hands shaking out of nervousness, not wanting to know what he calls a 'punishment' could be. I hear the van door being opened and that's when I react by throwing myself to the front, not wanting to be touched by Louis.

"Don't be such a twat. Come on before I punish and fuck you right in here." Louis says. I stare at him for a while, analyzing his words. "You're gay?" I assume out loud. "You say it like it's a bad thing. But yeah, I am." He shrugs, crawling into the van, and picking me up easily, jumping out of the van and shutting the van door shut behind him and carrying me up to an overly large house. (keep in mind Harry is 18 and Louis is 22)

I begin to struggle against his tight hold, but Louis only keeps me still by throwing me over his shoulder with a slight groan.

As the front door of the house approaches, I begin to lose all hope of any escape I had planned whatsoever.

"Lets do this then, kitten." Louis mumbles, entering the house, shutting the front door and locking it before heading straight up some stairs, and into what I correctly guess to be a bedroom. "Now I suppose this won't be considered much of a punishment to you after you've been here a while and you learn to enjoy it, but for now I guess it could do." Louis shrugs, putting me feet first on the ground.

"Lean over the bed." Louis says, looking at me, his arms crossed, waiting.

"Wait." He says, grabbing a knife out of his pocket. "What're you going to do with that?" I ask frantically.

"Relax, kitten...." He pauses, turning me around and cutting the ropes off of my wrist. "I wouldn't hurt you in that sort of way." He finishes, starting to nibble on my neck.

"Now. As I said, lean yourself over the bed." Louis says, forcing himself to stop and back away for a moment. "Don't make me force you." He forces a chuckle when I don't move.

I separately spread out my hands to where they're on opposite sides of the bed, and then lean downward. "When I say I want you leaned over. I mean like this." Louis growls, placing a hand on my neck and another on my lower back. He then pushes my face into the bed and moves my legs back slightly to where my arse seems to be sticking awkwardly up into the air.

"That's better." Louis confirms.

"Now, just don't move or object and I might just make the punishment a little...sweeter for you." Louis promises.

I suddenly feel my jeans being unbuttoned, and torn off of me.

I turn around abruptly but Louis senses my actions before they actually occur and I'm turned right around again.

"Don't. Even. Fucking. Think about it." Louis says, taking his hand and directly squeezing down on my cock through my boxers. "Louis, f-fuck...fuck what are you doing?!" I catch myself. "Giving you your punishment, my little submissive. I thought I had made that clear, did I not?" Louis asks, starting to strip off my boxers.

"Please don't." I beg.

"Oops. Too late." Louis says as he slips one finger by my hole, starting to roughly massage my arse.

Before I'm one hundred percent conscious as to what's going on, there are a pair of two fingers inside of me, quickly pumping their way in and out.

"What-the-fuck...are you doing!?" I yell out again when I start feeling another hand right on my cock, massaging it slowly.

"I thought I had already given you to answer that. Did you already forget, kitten?" Louis remarks.

I'm about to respond smartly but I don't when I start feeling Louis shove his fingers deeper and deeper inside of me till a sudden and unexpected sound between a moan and whimper erupts from me.

"Found it." Louis confirms quietly to himself.

My moans start to suddenly come more frequent as Louis fingers work their way in and out of me at a steadily increasing pace, and his other hand still works at and pumps my cock steadily.

"When you feel your high coming. I expect you to be screaming my name or else we'll just do this again." Louis says, starting to curl his fingers inside me and hitting just the right spot.

"Fuck! Louis! Louis!" I start screaming, feeling myself release suddenly, all over Louis, but he cleans the mess up gladly with his own mouth. I feel my knees buckle from under me but Louis keeps me steady.

"You've got quite the dirty mouth, don't you, kitten?" Louis says, grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling me up to where his chest is fitted right into my back.

"Allow me to make it worse then." Louis grins, turning me around and pressing his lips to mine.

I haven't updated in forever, I know. I'm sorry, honestly xD I've just been busy with a few things.

Anyways! Happy New Years/New Years eve ! Me and my friend Ashley are ooVoo-ing tonight and I can't wait holy shit.

Have fun! And stay safe!! ❤💕 loads of love..Xx