I Want (H.S Fanfiction)

Chapter 6- Do you need a wee?

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Chapter 7- Do you need a wee?

Harry’s P.O.V

“Harry, it has been two days and the boys say that you can’t go hospital because they ask too many questions, but I’m scared you won’t wake up. I can’t lose anyone else! Please.” I could hear Honey’s pleads for me to respond but I couldn’t. My head was banging, I was seriously hungry and I was still really tired! “Ba- baby, I’m-”

“Harry. Oh my g-Harry! You’re awake!” I had to laugh at her comment. ‘No I’m fucking dead you fool’ I mentally responded. “Urm shit you must be thirsty and hungry. Do you need a wee?”

Do I need a wee? Only Honey would ask such a question to a gang leader who just got shot and has been in a coma for two days. “Just a drink will be fine.” She nodded and began walking. “And a sandwich.” Honey spun to face me before nodding. “And you to return in nothing but your underwear.” A smirk spread across my cheeks. She has to do it. But is Honey comfortable about it.”

“Yes… master.”

“You meal sir.” I look up from my new book to be face with an arse; a huge, perky, spank worthy arse. “Thank you Honey. Now I feel it is only right I show you a room that I skipped out on when you first arrived.” I paused to take a bite out of my delicious bacon sandwich. “When you first arrived there was something I chose not to tell you. Before I tell please remember how happy all the girls are in this house. They are all deeply in love with their men.”

“Of course master everybody does seem in love and happy here. But sir, what has their happiness got to do with me?” Of course Honey could see it, she is an incredibly smart, talented, and beautiful- I mean she is a smart girl.

 “Well Honey; all the girls previously belonged to me. By that I mean I was their dominant; and after around six months of owning them I would give them a choice. Choice 1, they were free to go and live as they please however, would have to keep everything that went on here a secret. Choice two they could stay and become a full member of the gang and enjoy all privileges. Or choice three; I kill them.”

“Sir are you saying that the rest of the gang are 100% okay with knowing that each girl has sat, pleasured you and has been screwed by yourself. And forgive me if I am talking out of turn but don’t you feel strange knowing every intermit detail about your best friends lovers?” It is cute for Honey to think that I cared emotionally about the girls that occupied my house. Apart from the fact that we look out for each other, I couldn’t give a rat’s arse about them, especially that Danielle. Now she was shit in bed!

“Honey, no feeling are involved with this. But what I’m trying to say is that; yes I still think I might catch feelings for you but, I need you to become my submissive. See it as a security blanket for me.” The colour drained from her skin, as if I just killed her cat and said eat it. “I’m not asking for an answer now. It will be just like before with a few minor changes to the rules.” Which is true; she will still have to do whatever I say it will just be more demanding. “I will give you until tomorrow, but for now can you just lay in bed with me?”

A small smile made its way across her face as she crawled under the covers. With both of us in just our underwear I felt as if we was both connected together; I was a puzzle that had been missing a piece and now it’s been found.

“Look at them, aren’t they just the cutest?” a faint girly voice could be heard.

“OMG yes! They are the definition of couple goals. Do you think they fucked? I can’t see much clothing.” I knew that was Perries voice. Perrie was my first submissive and possibly the best. She listened to instructions, she was amazing at blow jobs and she was easy on the eye. But she is nothing compared to my little pot of honey. “Per fuck off. I’m fucking sleeping.” I could just about hear the girls repeating the word okay as they left. Honey then became very restless and eventually woke up.

“Morning sleeping beauty. Sorry about them; you didn’t hear any of what they were saying right?”

“No, not at all sir. But if you don’t mind I would like to do some research into what you asked of me before our nap.”

Honey’s POV

From my understanding of the whole dom and sub situation, I believe that this could be a huge learning curve for me but also a very dangerous situation to be in. However there is always the safe word, which gives me hope… I guess.

 “A submissive is a person who makes a conscious choice to give up some or all control of her life to another person.” Could I do that? Give everything to someone who kidnapped me? What have you got to lose? It’s this or death literally. My subconscious was right. There is nothing for me back home.

 “Honey dinner’s ready!” Niall called up to me. I can’t explain how happy I am to hear that dinners ready, I hadn’t left Harry’s side when we got back and I’m fucking hungry. “I’ll be right down!” I called back slipping one of Harry’s tops over my red lace underwear set.

Upon my arrival; I scan the room for a set of green eyes and brown curly locks. “Sir may I speak t-” My speech was cut short by Louis standing on the table calling my name. “Honey! A toast to our secret pole dancer. Not only did she seal an important deal but she also saved this wankers life. So to Honey and her pole.” The room erupted with laughter before everyone got their glasses up in the air. “To honey and her pole.”

“You have made you choice I see.” Harrys hand snaked around my waist.

“Yes.”