Lima Syndrome #Wattys2016

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Louis got him in the car and drove off in a decent pace so people wouldn't be suspisious. He drove by the park where he knew Harry's family would be and they had no idea that Harry was just a few meters away from them, unconscious though.

Louis smirked at the thought of his little plan.

Flash back

Louis parked his car not far away from Harry's house and picked up Harry's phone from his pocket. He'd seen Harry leave for probably Zayn's house to search for his beloved phone.

Now he just needed to send a text and wait. The text didn't contain so much but it would change the family's life, not that he cared anyway.

" Meet me in the park. All of you. Now."

He sent the text with a vicious smile. He had seen how Anne, Gemma and Robin hurried out of the house and locked the door and half ran to the park.

After he was sure that they were gone he walked up the door and managed to fix the lock. Don't ask him how, cuz he'll never tell.

After he fixed the needle, all he could do was wait for Harry to walk in to his kidnapper like he volunteered to get kidnapped.

But he had to hide somewhere so Harry didn't see him directly, because he would definetley run if he stood there just like ' hi, welcome home.'

Then Harry walked in and we all knew how it ended up.

Now he was passing by the worried family with an extra slow pace and he couldn't help but feel proud over himself. Yes, he knew deep inside how sick this all was. But he couldn't back down now, it way too late for that.

As soon as he left the little town he increased the speed and drove off to his little cottage out in the middle of nowhere.

Even if he felt proud he couldn't help but feel a little bit, repeat, just a little tiny bit sorry for the lad.
But it all turned when his phone started ring, again. This was the third time that blonde guy called Harry, or yeah, Louis.

The blood inside him boiled for some strange reason and he couldn't figure out why.
To release all his thoughts and relax he started to play some music in the car. Harry would be gone for the next two hours at least so there was no chance he would wake up in the car.

~

Harry stared up in the ceiling when had managed to open up his emerald eyes. Eveything was just spinning around in his head and he couldn't understand a thing. He was laying in a hard bed with his wrist and feets tied to the bed.

He still had his clothes on, thank you very much. The bed took almost all the space of the room, but there was a door in front of him, which was probably the bathroom. The way out was on his right but there was nothing he could do about it.

" H-Hello? Anyone out there?" Harry started pulling on the ropes that held him back when no one replied out there. " Please! I don't mean any harm, I just want to come home." He tried again.

He was scared that he was all alone and no one, not even an animal could hear him. But Louis heard him, loud and clear. He sat outside on a chair with the dagger in his hand. Thinking if he should kill him now or wait a few more hours.

Eventually he took a steady grip of the dagger and walked in to Harry's room. He could hear Harry's quiet sobs and looked down at the guy. The small tears  was just leaving his eyes and found their way down on his cheeks.

" L-Louis?!" Harry gasped and pulled on the ropes even more now. " Harry." Louis said calmly. " What are you gonna do?" Louis let his eyes wander from his tied wrists down to the hus tied ankles, but Harry thought he was looking at his body.

" You're not gonna rape me, are you?" Louis rolled his eyes and scoffed. " Please," he said careless. " Don't flatter yourself. You're not that attractive."

He didn't know if he tried to convice Harry or himself with that lie. Even if the situation was pretty fucked up, Harry felt even more hurt by that.

" Stop crying so much, oh my God!" Louis complained. All his victims cried, it would be strange if they didn't, but Harry took it all to another level according to Louis. His crying was so damn annoying.

" I fear for my life here you idiot!" Harry snapped and Louis did not see that one coming. " So I scare you, huh?" Louis said when he let the dagger nudge Harry's nose. " I haven't even started yet."

"  I can tell this isn't your first time kidnapping someone." Harry stated and gave Louis a sour look. " Nor killing someone." Louis filled in as it was obvious. The dagger found its way down to Harry's throat and Harry gulped.

" This is Rose." Louis said, refering to the dagger. " She's always with me and she's met everyone I've had in this cottage."

" Hey Rose." Harry mumbled and did eveything to not lose his shit. " And everytime she's met someone, she's always gone bloody."

" I can imagine." Harry said while he was sweating like a pig. Louis didn't quite understand this guy, he wasn't freaking out like the others. Maybe on the inside, but sure not on the outside. Louis found this very amusing and weird at the same time.

Then he did something he would sure regret later. He cut the ropes off  from his wrists so he could sit up properly. Or, yeah, as good as possible.

" Are you letting me-"

" Are you fucking crazy?" Louis cut off.  " The only way I let you go is by killing you." Louis took a few steps back and walked out of the room and locked it with a frown on his face.

Harry sat up in the cold and hard bed and released all his tears now when no one could see him. His face resting peacefully in his hands while all his thoughts were on his family and friends.