His Desired Slave - A Larry Stylinson AU

Chapter - 5

Okay, it is an update. Finally. Yaay! Thanks for all the love for this story and a special shout out to, daebak1234, buzzlxrry, linisen, JenniferNkrumah, HazzaBoo4real, Janja812, NinizTommo, mynameistaken, AlwaysInMyHeartL and Emma_bjo, for asking for the part. Thanks, guys. your comments mean a lot to me. 

so, I hope you all enjoy this part too. 

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The knock on the door brought back Harry in reality. He wiped his eyes and shuffled up on his face as the door opened. A girl around his age walked in with a tentative smile, "hi?" she stood in front of him. Harry could see that she was beautiful, what with those black strands of hair fanning her face and fair complexion shining under the fluorescent light. He did not greet back, looking cautiously at her. Who was she? "I am Kendall, I work under Mr. Tomlinson. He asked me to take care of you. Do you need to freshen up?" Her voice was soothing. Harry looked around aimlessly. "Freshen up? For what?" His voice trembled as he asked. Harry could see sadness and sympathy colouring that girl, Kendall's eyes and he hated it. He did not need sympathy, thank you very much. All he wanted to do was, hide from all of this. "Yeah! I think a shower would be great! Thanks." He answered, already wanting her to leave him alone. Kendall smiled softly, "sure, sir. Please wait for a moment. Let me get the toiletries first." With that, she left the room, closing the door behind her. Harry looked at the door. What if he ran? The next moment he banished that idea. No. he could not do that when Louis had a hold on his family and Niall. No! instead, he rubbed his hands over his face, scrubbing his eyes dry. He felt exhausted, depressed and dead inside. How did this happen? He was so happy exactly some hours ago. He was going on a trip with his mates this evening and now? he is locked in a room and waiting to be, "garnished", for a man who wanted him as a sex slave. How did he come to this? Before he could duel on his self pity more, Kendall returned, holding some white towels and a small bag of essentials in her hands. She went straight into the washroom and called Harry, "Sir, I set everything up. Take your time and freshen up. Just press the switch beside this sink and I will be here with your clothes." Harry walked in as Kendall turned to leave. She smiled at him, "have a nice shower, sir." He shook his head, "Harry." Kendall looked confused for a moment. So Harry tried again, "Harry. Call me Harry." That brought a smile on her lips, she nodded eagerly, "Harry! Sure!" He smiled tiredly at her as she left.

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Aroused! Yeah! Aroused! That was what Louis felt as he sat down on his bigger than king sized bed. He lay down backwards, looking up at the ceiling with his feet planted on the ground. The ragged breath he took did nothing to soothe the burning in him. He wanted that guy. "Harry," the name sounded desperate coming from his mouth. His groin twisted as he remembered Harry's big, green eyes, looking up at him. He wanted him here. In his bed, sprawled under him. His eyes screwed shut when he palmed himself over his pants. "Fuck!" He cursed, thinking about those plumped lips wrapped around him in the car. "Stop it, Louis. Stop being to desperate. He is just a boy you picked up to fuck. And you will. So, stop going crazy about him. You have better control than that." He closed his eyes, trying to remember his schedule. "Call mum, right!" He pulled out his phone, dialing her number. It ringed for a few moment before she picked up. "Boo," he rolled his eyes with a smile, "mum! Stop calling me that," his mum just ignored that and started talking, "Boo! you kidnapped Robin's son? Please tell me, you did not!" Louis' fist clenched on the bedsheet as he looked ahead. "Who told you this, mum?" He could feel anger boiling inside of him. His mum was always the soft one among them. She never really liked the way his father or he ran the business. "I have sources too, Boo! Please free him. It is no way his fault that his father killed yours." Louis clenched his eyes shut, "yes, it is, mum! It is. Please let me handle this. I am mature enough to take care of these things." He could hear his mother sighed, "Boo! that boy is not even mature. He is seventeen for God's sake! Please do not harm him. Promise me that you will not harm him? Yeah?" Louis furrowed his brows, "why do you care about him, mum? You did not even meet him. His father killed your husband. He is not as innocent as you think," as he said the last part, even his chest felt tight. Those green eyes flashing on his mind. No! His mother made a sad noise, "your father had so many enemies, Boo! his business was not white as you already know. I do not hold any grudges against that killer and I do not hold anything against that innocent little boy. He is not even eighteen, Boo." His face heated up as he understood what his mother was indicating at. He could feel his ears burning as he looked down at his prominent bulge. "I know, mum! I will not harm him beyond repair. I promise that. But he needs to be harmed if I want Robin to break. And, I will not hear your complaints against it. I have to do this, mum. I owe this to dad." He said with authority in his voice. His mother sighed, "what about Eleanor? How do you explain all this to her? She is your fiancé, Boo! you cannot do this to her." Something burned inside him as he looked down at his ring finger. That promise ring. Right. Eleanor. His fiancé. The one his father chose for him when he was a baby and he agreed to when he grew up. He remembered those moments where he promised her every happiness in this world. Those nights they spent wrapped in each other after a good fuck. Eleanor! "She will understand, mum. She has to. I have no other choice. My dad is more important than she. Always. Bye, mum. Take care of yourself and the babies. I will visit soon." With that, he hung up the phone call. Eleanor! He needed to call her and tell her all this. Suddenly a knock on his door brought him back to reality. "Come in," he shouted. Zayn walked in with a screaming and thrashing Sarah in his left hand. Louis raised his brows at Zayn's flour covered head and pressed his lips to restrain himself from laughing. Zany looked bored, "we need to get rid of this one! She has no skills and a big mouth. She cannot even make something good to eat. Plus has a temper like some goddess." He stopped after the speech, declaring her fate as if. Louis laughed internally as Sarah kicked Zayn on the ankle, "I said, unhand me, now! you filthy bastard!" Zayn just raised his brows at Louis like, told you! Louis laughed now, clapping his knees. "Shut up, Lou! Do not you dare laughing. Your caveman of a brother just decided to walk in my kitchen and order me to make something for him as his girlfriend, that Gigi, is coming for dinner. I mean, I am not her servant. Tell him that I am not a servant but your childhood best friend. I know you even before this filthy jerk came in your life. Tell him," Sarah fumed. Louis knew the reason for her anger. One sided love. She was in love with Zayn since childhood and Zayn? He jumped from one girl to another like a butterfly on flowers. It was okay with Sarah because she knew that Zayn was not serious about any of them. But it changed as Gigi came in the picture. Zany was gone. He was gone for that girl. Louis could not believe that Zayn was dating this girl for eleven months now. Sarah lost it when they lasted more than two months. Now she could not stand Zayn. Louis did not blame her. "Zee! Leave her alone, will you? Ask Kendall or Jessy to make something to you." Zayn looked down at Sarah, tightening his grip on her elbow as she struggled, "why not she? Huh? I asked for a sandwich. And I will leave after having it from you." Her blue eyes glared up at his brown ones. They looked sad as Zayn looked at them. "Ask your girlfriend to make you one," Sarah whispered, wrenching her hand free and running out of Louis' room. Zany turned back to look at her retreating figure. Did she wipe her eyes? Why? "leave her alone, mate! She is going through some shit." Louis told him from behind. Zany turned towards him. "what shit? That girl never talked back to me but nowadays, she could not even stand my presence. What happened? You and Li know. I know, you do. Just tell me!" Louis rolled his eyes, "let it be, Zee! You know, girls and their new, new problems." Zayn could say that Louis was hiding something. He shrugged, ignoring the topic for now. he had more pressing topics in his hands. "Liam called Jay and told her everything as she pressured. Did she call you?" Louis nodded, rummaging through his pockets and emptying those things on the bed. "Yeah! I did and heard a full-blown lecture about the unholy act, I am doing." Zayn sat down on a nearby bean bag and nodded, "Eleanor? She called?" Louis shook his head, "nope. Not yet." Zayn saw the way Louis stood there, looking down at the bed aimlessly. He loved that blue eyed guy more than his own brother. Actually, Zayn never had a family so... Louis and Liam and their family was his. They never treated him differently. He cared deeply about these boys. But, today... his heart gave a squeeze as he remembered Harry and Niall, crying their hearts out. "Niall is eighteen, Louis. Harry is not even adult." He saw the way Louis went rigid. He knew, he should stop. But... "If he presses charges against you, you can go to jail." The laugh that came from Louis was filled with sass. Even Zayn knew that the last line had no power. Louis turned back to look him in the eyes, "I will never go to the jail, Zee! Even you know that. just say that you feel bad for that chubby-cheeked boy." Zayn raised his brows, "Chubby-cheeked? Wow! Lou! I did not notice him that much! But, you did, I see." Louis nodded with a smirk, "well, when you are forcing your dick in his mouth and he chokes on you, you have to enjoy the view, man!" Zayn stood up, "you forced himself on him? Louis?" Louis shrugged, walking into his closet to fetch something to wear. Zayn followed. "I can remember his orgasm too, you know? So... no! I didn't force him," Zayn shook his head is disapproval, "He came. so? It is how biology works, Louis. It is just the body reacting that way. It does not say that he was enjoying it." Zayn hesitated so they anything more. Not out of fear, no! but out of respect. He respected Louis. "what?" Louis craned his head to look at him, "no... finish your line, Zayn! What? It is rape. That is what you want to say, right?"Zayn shook his head, "No, I mean..." Louis banged the door of his wardrobe shut and glared at Zayn, "I love you, Zayn, I really do. But if you interrupt me on my way then I will forget about our friendship." Zayn nodded but held his head high as he said, "I hope the day never comes when you actually fall for this kid. He would never want you back." The ringing laugh echoed through the closet as Louis bent over, laughing. His hands braced on his knees as he laughed his heart out. Zany stood there, looking disappointed. "Okay. Like... seriously? Fall in love? With that boy? Are you kidding me?" Zayn shook his head, "whatever, man! Just... he is very innocent." Louis' face clouded, "yeah! He is. Maybe. But Robin has to pay and what is a better way than watching your own son as a sex slave for your enemy?" Zayn opened his mouth to say something but the door of the room opened and Kendall walked in. Louis walked out of the closet, "yes, Kendall?" She nodded at Zayn and smiled at Louis, "I need some new clothes for Harry, sir. He has nothing to wear after his shower and there is no luggage with him either. So, can I take something from your closet for him?" Louis rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah! Wait here." He walked back in his closet and pulled out a white shirt and a grey jogger. The shirt was big on him but on Harry, it would suit, he thought. "Here," he handed it to Kendall, walking back in the room. "Thank you, sir. The dinner will be ready in ten minutes, will you be joining us too, Zayn?" she turned towards Zayn. Louis answered on Zayn's behalf, "yes. He will join us. Along with Sarah. Thanks, Kendall. Inform me when Harry is ready, yeah?" Kendall nodded dutifully and walked away. "Do you need a shower? Hop in," Louis addressed Zayn. "Nah! I am fine. I will be outside." Zayn wandered away. Louis knew he would be in kitchen, trying to irritate Sarah or something. He closed the door and changed in his v-neck striped t-shirt and a blue track pant. "God. I am knackered." He whined while walking out of his room and going to the dining hall.

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The water ran down his spine as Niall shivered, his neck bruised from those bites Liam left there. The tiles felt cold as he pressed his forehead against it. "Mumma," he choked, tears welling up his eyes. The press of body on his back made his squeak and turn around. His eyes fell on a bare torso. "It's me. It's me." He heard the voice. That guy. Liam. Niall pushed him away as fast as he could. "Yes. It is you. I hate you. I hate you." Those brown eyes looked sad as Liam approached him slowly, "I am sorry. I am sorry that I took you away from your home. But, baby, you would never be happy there now. Louis would make you and your family's life miserable now. If you stay here, you will be fine. With me." He tried to smile at Niall. Niall could not believe he said it. "Shut up! I am not selfish like you. Why do you think, I will be happy here? Huh? Why do you think that when my family and my youngest brother is suffering, I will be happy here with you? I want to be there. I want to be there with them. I want to see my brother. Harry is so pure. That bastard, that Louis will ruin him. Please, please let me go." He saw how Liam's face crumbled for a moment but then Liam shook his head, "no! You have to stay here. Just... don't argue on that." with that he stormed out of the shower stall and out of the bathroom, leaving a pair of burning blue eyes in his wake.

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