Dominant (Harry Styles)

Chapter 66

Harry's P.O.V

My eyes fly open when my alarm goes off. I groan. I've been waking up at 6:15 every morning for the last 3 years of my life, why does it still make me want to fucking kill myself every time my alarm goes off? I should be used to it by now but no, every morning I want to press the snooze button and sleep the rest of the day. I roll over and go to put my arm around Allison's body but nobody is there, she's probably already up and getting breakfast or something. I roll over on my back and stare up at the ceiling, I rub my hands all over my face and then into my tangled mess that I call my hair. I take a deep breath and swing my legs over the bed, letting out the breath in a sigh as I get up from the bed and stretch out my arms above my head. I walk over to Buddy's fish bowl and bend down, watching him swim around the small clear bowl. I sprinkle some fish flakes into his bowl before I head into the bathroom. It's actually a really cute fish, if I do say so myself.

I wipe my hand on the fogged up mirror and tighten the towel around my waist. The shower was amazing, but it would have been even more amazing if Allison would have came into the bathroom and showered with me when I had called for her, but I doubt she even heard me with the running water going. I squirt some shaving foam into my hand and rub it all over my face. I begin shaving my face from the bottom of my chin to the top, and then so forth all over my face. I've just finished stroking the last bit of foam off of my face when I hear Allison yell.

"Stop!"

The yell is so loud it makes me drop the razor down on the floor. I don't waste no time in running out of my bedroom and into the living room. I look around the room but she's not in here.

"Allison?" I yell, walking into the kitchen to find she's not in here either, "Baby, where are you?"

I stand in the middle of the living room trying to see if I can hear her again, but I can't. I walk slowly around the living room of the flat until I finally hear her again.

"Let me go!"

My feet move fast against the flooring of my flat, checking each and every single one of the doors until I finally reach the room that Allison is in. I take the keys, and ty my best to unlock the door but I'm fumbling. My heart is pounding so hard and I'm shaking, I swear to god if anyone is hurting her... I finally unlock the door to the playroom and fling it open. My blood running cold as I see what's happening right in front of my eyes.

Allison is stark naked, chained up on the wooden X, cheeks flushed and black mascara running down her cheeks. There are red marks formed all over her chest and stomach, she's whimpering. The person's back is too me, and they're holding one of my canes in their left hand,. smacking it against the palm of their right hand. They raise the cane above their head and Allison screams. I rush forward to try and get through the door way, but I can't move at all. My mind isn't working with my feet and I cannot move. What the fuck?

"You," Smacks down on her chest, "Fucking," Smacks against her stomach, "Bitch," This time it smacks against her face.

My bloos is boiling and I try to move my feet but nothing is fucking working.

"Let her fucking go!" I yell, but nobody seems to hear me.

"Please stop," Allison whimpers, the blood seeping out from her marks that he just made on her, "Please."

If only I could fucking move my feet I could go in there and help her, what the fuck is wrong with me?

"Shut up!" The person yells, and it makes my blood boil even more.

He smacks the cane down on her thigh and she trembles, the cuffs making a weird noise on the X as she pulls on them. I can't stand to look at this, I can't even do anything, what is going on?