"Eleanor?" I questioned as I took a small step into the plain white room.
I watched attentively as the young woman sitting in the large chair in front of me turned around. Her long brown hair pulled back into a long braid at the nape of her neck. Her once bright eyes sunken into her pasty flesh. Dark circles surrounded them as a seemingly permanent frown was etched into her once breathtaking face.
"What did you do with him?" She sneered and I sighed. She does this every time.
"What did I do with who?" I questioned as though I didn't know.
"Louis! What did you do with Louis?!" She screeched as she tried to get up but her restraints were stopping her. "Where's my boyfriend."
I watched as nurses rushed in and tried calming the woman down, but nothing worked. Giving me a small frown a nurse with blonde hair and dark brown eyes told me that I would have to leave. Which was fine with me, it happens every time.
I'm Detective Maisilee O'Conner, lead detective on the case of five missing men that go by the names of Niall Horan, Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, and Liam Payne. They've been missing for a year now and Louis Tomlinson's girlfriend has gone crazy with worry, literally.
Now all the leads that I have to try and find these men are a year old hotel security tape, five mysterious twitter posts, two mysterious deaths of women connected to the missing men and one weekly visit with a crazy woman who might have some answers. If only she were sane. So now that you know all of this, go ahead and read my story. I must warn you, though, it might not end well.
**DISCLAIMER** This story is purely fiction. Any resemblance to any person(s) besides Louis, Niall, Harry, Zayn, Liam and Eleanor are completely coincidental.
**COPYRIGHT** Do not copy this story, it's characters or any events that may happen in this story. If I find that you do, you will be reported.
"No, no. No talking little bug, this is the part where you listen" he cuts me off before I can finish. I'm disappointed in myself for complying to his orders. I told myself when I left him that I wouldn't let him control me like this anymore. But here I am, pinned to the bathroom wall, with his hand securely fastened around my now throbbing erection, feeling my body surrender to Harry's commands.
Louis and Harry have a toxic relationship, one that no matter how many times Louis tries to leave, he finds himself back and falling surrender to Harry. It isn't that he doesn't love the dominance that Harry holds when they are together, its the fact that he only feels like he knows half of his life.
Harry, always a complex, dark character, holds so many secrets that he doesn't even know how to explain or understand himself. But what he does know, is that his love for Louis is something he can never lose, he knows that the day Louis decides he doesn't want him anymore, there will be no reasons left to live.
Just how far will Harry go to protect his secret life, in order to keep his relationship safe, knowing that every secret is slowly tearing them apart.