LOUIS POV

"Harry!" I say. I'm so scared right now.

This is my worst fear, something happening to Harry. I go to step forward; I don't know what I'm planning to do but Mr Charles Voice stops me in my tracks.

"Uh uh uh Louis, I wouldn't do that if I were you" he says condescendingly.

"I'm okay Lou, it's okay" Harry says trying to reassure me.

I don't know what to do as tears spring to my eyes. All I can think of is that knife on Harry's neck and it's making me sick, I can't lose him.

"Pppleassse let him go, don't hurt him please, I'll do anything" I say shakily.

"Well, well, well Louis, how brave of you. I thought you may be more cooperative once young Harry here was involved" Mr Charles smirks at me.

"Louis, I'm okay just relax, please" Harry says to me, trying to convey how worried he is for my safety. I couldn't care less about me, only Harry.

"What do you want? just tell me and let Harry go please" I beg.

Mr Charles laughs an evil laugh.

"Oh Louis, I want you....and I want to make you pay for sending me to jail Louis. You will pay for that I guarantee it" He sneers at me.

I can't help the tear that escapes and runs down my cheek. I'm scared about what he wants to do to me, but I'm more scared of him doing something to Harry. I can deal with whatever he does to me, I can...I will, for the sake of Harry.

"Ffffinne, I'll...I will go with you, I will do what you want. just let Harry go" I say.

"No Louis" Harry yells at me.

Mr Charles suddenly pulls out zip ties from his back pocket and zip ties Harry's hands together, he then walks him over to the pipe that comes out of the air conditioner on the wall and zip ties his hands tightly to the pipe.

"Louis" Harry yells.

Mr Charles wacks Harry across the head hard, but Harry barely flinches. Mr Charles then ties a gag around his mouth.

I watch on and I try to think of a way to get us out of this. Mr Charles has a knife and could at any point use it on Harry. The thought sends shivers down my spine, I try to get nearer to Harry to see if he is alright, I need to be close to him. I rush forward, but I don't make it very far.

"Grab him" Mr Charles yells to the two guys standing behind me.

Harry is fighting to get free form his restraints as I'm lifted kicking and screaming into the air by one of the guys.

"No get off me, put me down. Harry!!!!" I scream.

The guy holds me tightly against his chest as Mr Charles walks over to stand in front of me. He reaches out and runs his finger down the side of my face. I flinch at the contact.

"Oh Louis, you really don't stand a chance sweetheart" he says.

I try to struggle against the hold I'm in, but my efforts are pointless. Mr Charles ties my hands together and then hits me with so much force across my face, If I wasn't being held up, I would have gone flying. I can hear Harry yelling for me from behind his gag and struggling so hard to try and get to me.

"There is plenty more where that came from you little shit" Mr Charles sneers at me.

I can't help the tears that are escaping now.

"Don't cry little Louis, everything will be fine" Mr Charles says sarcastically.

I whimper at his words.

"You know what, let's give Harry here a little show shall we? I'm sure he would love to watch us ruin his gorgeous boyfriend. Watch as we make you pay for what you did to me Louis" Mr Charles spits.

I start kicking and screaming again. No, I don't want Harry watching anything, it can't happen.

"No, please.... No" I yell as I struggle my hardest to break free.

There is a large hand placed over my mouth to keep my quiet and I make eye contact with a struggling teary-eyed Harry. We just stare at each other. So many emotions being portrayed to each other in just our eyes. Harry is trying to tell me it's okay, but i don't believe him I'm so scared.

Mr Charles grabs me from the two guys and tells them to go wait out the front of the apartment at the door to keep watch. Once they are gone, I'm pushed up against the kitchen wall and it hurts so badly I scream out. Mr Charles starts taking his anger out on me then, he pushes me to the ground and kicks me and punches me. It's like four years of frustration and anger built up inside him just makes him snap. I can hear Harry yelling for him to stop but it's muffled by his bag. Mr Charles doesn't stop though; he doesn't let up. I'm on the ground close to passing out when he decides to rip my jeans off me. I try to struggle as best I can, but it doesn't do any good.

"Oh Louis, I've waited so long. You are so beautiful...." Mr Charles says as he rubs his hands up and down my thighs.

I'm full on crying now and I'm hurting all over. My kidney that was infected really hurts again; it was kicked so hard.

"Harry, isn't he beautiful? I've been waiting four years for this....to touch him again"

"Get off him you sick fuck" Harry yells.

He has managed to pull the gag out of his mouth and is still trying to break free from the zip ties, there is blood around his wrists.

"Ohhhhh Harry, is that any way to talk to the person who has hold of your precious little Louis! I could slit his throat right now and you couldn't do a thing about it" Mr Charles mocks Harry.

I whimper at his words. This is what happened four years ago and I'm trying to contain my panic. I'm hurting so much but at the moment Mr Charles could end both of us and we wouldn't stand a chance.

"I won't let you hurt him again" Harry spits.

"You can't do anything Harry...just sit back and enjoy the show" Mr Charles smirks.

I feel like I want to vomit. He violently rips my shirt open exposing my chest and then heads to my boxers. He plays with the band slowly and watches my body sickeningly as he does. I can't just let him do this to me, I was so angry last time that I didn't fight back as hard as I could. My adrenalin is so high at the moment. I react by kicking my legs out and I manage to kick him square in the face. He stumbles backwards and I manage to get up, ignoring my pain, he has blood pouring out of his nose. I run to the kitchen draw and grab a knife and run towards Harry. I manage to break halfway through one of his zip ties before I'm grabbed from behind and the knife is dropped to the floor.

"Let me go!!" I shout.

Mr Charles throws me to the floor, and I hit my head hard, he then bends down and hovers over me.

"You're fucked now Louis" he spits.

The venom in his voice scares me so badly and I shake. He stands up and places another kick to my kidney. I roll over to try to ease the pain, he doesn't let me though he brings me back on my back and he puts his hand inside my pants and starts rubbing me. I try to wriggle away but his grip is tight. I can hear Harry yelling at the top of his voice for help and for Mr Charles to stop. Suddenly I feel pressure and Mr Charles is pushing two fingers inside me dry. I scream at the pain.

"Get the fuck off him" Harry is yelling.

"Stop please it hurts, stop" I try as I fight him off me.

My hands are still tied and I'm struggling to get him off me. I'm crying and I can see Harry crying too. I'm going to be raped and there is nothing either of us can do. I'm slowly slipping, the pain is too much.

"Louis, open your eyes baby, don't close them Lou" Harry screams at me.

My eyes flutter shut as Mr Charles shoves another finger inside me, causing me to scream again. It's so painful. Then suddenly, his fingers are gone and I'm opening my eyes to see Harry on top of Mr Charles beating the absolute shit out of him. Mr Charles is unconscious on the ground and Harry will kill him if he doesn't stop. Harry is screaming at him, and I've never seen Harry so angry. I whimper and that seems to get Harry's attention. He looks around at me and stops his assault on Mr Charles. His knuckles are bloody, but I don't care, he just saved my life again. He rushes over to me and kneels down beside me.

"Haz" I say.

"Shhhhh Lou, it's okay. You have to be quiet, or those guys will hear us" He says quietly to me while he brushes my hair out of my eyes,

I slowly nod my head.

"I need to pick you up Louis and we need to get out of here, I need to know where you are hurt baby" he says so gently to me.

"I....just my kidney, Haz I'm okay, just sore" I say slowly.

"Okay baby" he says. His hands are all bloody and they look so sore.

Harry puts one arm under my legs and another under my shoulders. It's then that my whole world suddenly comes crashing down. It happens so fast. Mr Charles stands up with a smirk and pulls out a knife, I don't even have time to warn Harry, it's just too fast. Mr Charles stabs Harry right in his side. I see the colour instantly drain form his face as he clutches at the wound. I start screaming and yelling for Harry at the top of my lungs. He falls to the side, and I roll him over quickly.

"Haz, it's okay you're okay.... I'm so sorry Harry I'm so, so sorry" I sob out.

"Lou" is all Harry says as he looks me in the eyes.

Suddenly there are hands on me lifting me up off the ground. I'm kicking and screaming as they pull me away from Harry who is lying on the floor, blood everywhere. A cloth is forced over my mouth and when I breath in it makes me sleepy. I don't want to leave Harry I don't know if he is alive or dead.... I need him, I need to make sure he is okay. But I can't, I can't move my body has gone lax and I'm out again.