Summary : Harry is being held at gunpoint .

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Louis smiled as he answered the office phone in Harry's building office , he sat on the desk , "Hello ?"

Harry looked up from the papers he was reading , Louis kicked his feet a bit , "Hey Rod , how are you ?"

"Is he bringing our dinner ?" Harry asked him , Louis poked his cheek as he continued to talk on the phone , "I'm great , thanks . Is our dinner on the way up ?"

Harry started collecting the papers on his desk as he stood up , Louis held the phone with his shoulder , "Okay , I'll tell him . Thank you , have a good rest of your night ."

"What did he say ?" Harry asked as he put the papers in a drawer .

"He said he sent one of the waiters up here with dinner , said his name is Billy and to let him in . Said he knew you'd question it when you see it's not Rod himself , so he wanted to let you know ."

Harry nodded and tucked his gun into his belt , "I'll make the table ."

"I'm going to the bathroom quickly ." Louis jumped off the table and went to the bathroom in the room behind the shelves . He finished quickly , hearing Harry letting the waiter in .

Harry finished clearing the table and stepped aside to let the waiter put the plates , he took his phone out and checked some messages , when he saw the waiter turning to him holding a gun up , "Don't move ."

Harry looked up with an unamused look , almost bored . He reached for his gun but the waiter cocked his gun and stepped forward , "Don't fucking move ."

Harry smirked , "Drawing a gun at me without cocking it first is very professional , aye ?" He let the waiter take the gun from his belt .

Louis , who was sitting on the bed on his phone , looked up in surprise when he heard the cocking of the gun . He put the phone down and went to peek out of the room , placing his hand over his mouth when he saw the waiter holding a gun against the side of Harry's head .

He kept quiet as he reached for his phone , sending Victor a text message to let him know of the situation . He started shaking , he took a deep breath and checked his phone again to make sure Victor saw the text .

Harry held his hands up , a bored look on his face , "Are we going to stay here for long ? I have a dinner date waiting for me ."

"You killed my brother ." Billy pressed the gun harder against Harry's temple , "I should fucking shoot you ."

"Well then why don't you ?" Harry smirked , "Let's make this a bit more interesting ."

"Shut the fuck up . I'm making the rules here ."

"Sure thing , lad . Why don't you tell me the name of your brother while you make up your mind ? If I killed him , he deserved it . I remember each one ." Harry turned to face Billy , now the gun was pressed to his forehead .

Billy's hand shook around the gun . "Richard Moore ."

The smirk dropped from Harry's face . He let his hands drop to his sides , not faltering when Billy put his finger over the trigger .

"Say his name . Say his fucking name ." Billy said angrily and pressed the gun harder against Harry's forehead .

"Your brother - Richard Moore - was a fucking pervert ." Harry said in a low voice that turned into a growl , "He was one of the leaders who plotted to kidnap the guy I love and make him their sex slave . He wanted to use him for his own pleasure . The only regret I have is not fucking torturing him before I killed him ."

Billy's face turned red with anger , he grabbed Harry's collar with his free hand when a small voice was heard .

"L-Let him go ."

The two turned their heads , seeing Louis standing a few feet away from them , holding a gun with both hands . Louis tried hiding the fact that his hands were shaking , his eyes were filled with tears - he was so worried about Harry's wellbeing , he also hated the mention of that group who plotted against him .

Billy shook his head , a humorless chuckle leaving his lips , "You won't shoot ."

Louis moved the gun to the side and pulled the trigger , shooting the wall behind the two . "Let him go ." A tear ran down his cheek as he stepped forward .

Harry used the opportunity that Billy was distracted and wrapped his hand around the gun , trying to fight it out of his hands . Billy pulled the trigger during the fight , making a bullet hit the ceiling .

"Fucking --"

Another bullet was fired , though not from Billy's gun .

Louis shot the bullet , the bullet hit Billy's foot , making him cry out and fall to the floor . The office's door busted open , Victor and a dozen armed guards filled the room .

Harry grabbed Billy's gun and disarmed it , handing it to Victor , "Section A ." He told him , Victor nodded and worked with the guards on getting Billy out of there .

Harry walked over to Louis , who was still holding the gun with both hands , tears running down his cheeks . He wrapped his hand around the gun Louis was holding , "Baby ."

Louis sniffled , looking back and forth from Billy to Harry a few times as another tear ran down his cheek . Harry slowly pulled the gun from his hands , Louis let him take it , "H-Harry ..."

"You're okay baby , we're okay ." Harry wrapped his free arm around his waist , bringing him into his chest . He handed the gun to one of the guards to disarm it , then wrapped his now free arm around Louis aswell , holding him tightly to his chest .

"You did so good baby , really surprised me to be honest ." Harry whispered to him , rubbing his back while Louis let out his tears on his shirt .

The room cleared out , Victor and the guards took Billy out of the room and to Section A , which was one of the basement sections where Harry interrogated people before bringing them to trial .

Harry lowered himself and wrapped his arms around Louis' waist , picking him up and carrying him to the room behind the shelves , where he sat on the armchair in the corner of the room near the large glass windows , Louis on his lap .

"Talk to me ." Harry wiped Louis' cheeks , Louis wrapped his arms around himself , "Th-That was scary ." He said quietly , his voice scratchy from crying .

Harry nodded , arms around Louis with his hands laced together on Louis' hip . He kissed his cheek softly a few times , a smile slowly stretching on his lips . Louis frowned , "Wh-Why are you smiling ?"

"I don't remember teaching you how to use a gun ." He said with a smile .

Louis' cheeks turned pink . "Well I -- I saw you doing it too many times , so I thought ... I don't know ."

"I'm not saying this as something bad - you just surprised me , it was a good surprise ." Harry held Louis closer and kissed near his eye , "Good aim , too ."

"Harry I never shot a gun before -- I never shot a person before , for god's sake ." Louis shook his head , "I never thought I will , ever ."

"You didn't have to , baby , he wouldn't have shot ." Harry brought one of his hands to rub his back , "I could've handled it ."

Louis pouted , "It scared me to see someone pointing a gun at you ... I wanted to do something ." He let Harry bring him into a cuddle , Harry kissed his forehead a few times before leaning down to kiss his lips , "My brave baby ."

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A/N :

Section A - interrogation (no torture or anything physical)

Section B - isolation

Section C - Torture (eventual death)