Chapter dedicated to HNLIZLO and sybelle96  larrys_baby for the comments.

There's going to be a time jump of 2 weeks.

Some serious shit is going down in the next 2-3 chapters.

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It's been about two weeks, since Harry had found out about Louis' kids and Louis has desperately been waiting for a phone call or even a text. But that never came. He's beginning to loose hope everyday.

He never wanted things to go this way. He wanted to tell Harry himself about his kids, he wanted Harry to accept them and love them as his own. He wanted a perfect life with Harry, bit things don't always go our way now do they?

He didn't try to call Harry, in fear of angering him even more. He wanted to stay on his good side, that is if Harry even wanted him on his side.

The only good thing happening around him was  Niall and his pregnancy. He couldn't be more happy for his friend. Just like he was for Louis.

Niall was Louis' shoulder to cry on during his pregnancy. He would do everything, a father would have done.

He took care of his cravings, would give him back and foot massages. Helped him decorate the nursery, Hell he was even in the delivery room to support Louis.

Louis couldn't thank him enough for all of that. But he could repay it in a way.

So he decided he was gonna help Niall throughout his pregnancy.

Needless to say, things were going good for Niall. They still had no information about the baby's father.

Just his name ‘Liam’. But Niall had assured Louis that he would be able to take care of the child if they couldn't find the father. And Louis would of course support him.

It was really late now, about 11:30, and he was just on his way home.

The kids at his school had a play tomorrow, and him being the drama/music teacher, had to stay back with a couple of workers to arrange the hall for the play.

He had dinner at some small restaurant nearby as he didn't have any kind of energy left to cook, and he just wanted to go home and crash in his bed.

Lottie was there to take care of his sons tonight, since he knew he would be late.

He kept driving through the deserted streets, not paying attention to the fuel gauge, whose needle was dropping every minute.

What snapped him out of his thoughts, was the car jerking a little and then abruptly  coming to a halt.

It was then he noticed the empty fuel tank, and cursed himself over and over again.

He tried to start the car again with no luck,

“please please, don't die on me. Just let me get home. Please." He mumbled.

“ Please just..... I love you so much don't do this to me.” he shouted.

He probably looked like a maniac shouting at his car, but he couldn't care less.

The car finally gave up and died completely.

“Well Fuck you, you piece of shit.” he yelled yet again, gripping his hair.

He looked at his surroundings, realizing he wasn't that far from home, maybe about three blocks. Well at least he was a bit near.

So he got out and began his walk to his house, mumbling curses all the way.

The streets were black as coal.
Dark as ever beFOUR (see what I did there ;) )

He had maybe just walked a block when he heard some kind of shuffling behind him.

Turning around he saw nothing behind him.

‘must be a stray cat’ he thought to himself.

He had just turned back around when someone pushed him inside the alley he was standing in front of.

This caused him to hit his head on the wall, making him groan.

“Well hello pretty boy.” came a gruff voice.

Looking up, he found himself staring in the black eyes of a stranger.

He could smell the alcohol on the man's breath. And it disgusted him to no extent.

“Let go of me you fucker!” Louis growled.

“Ohhhh fiesty....” the man chuckled.

“You know pretty boy, this pretty mouth of yours could get you in trouble someday.”
The man continued.

He dragged Louis further inside the alley and behind the dumpster.

It was when the man started unbuttoning his pants, that Louis registered what was happening.

The annoyance was now replaced by pure panic and fear.

“L-let me go!” Louis stuttered out.

“You're not going anywhere until I'm done with you..... Now put that pretty mouth to some good use.” the stranger growled.

It was like he didn't even get the chance to comprehend what was happening, nor did he get the chance to scream for help.

-The following scenes may be triggering-

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The man held Louis in a tight grip by the back of his neck and shoved his already half hard length in the smaller lad's mouth. Making him choke on it and a few tears to slip down his cheeks.

The disgusting human being above Louis didn't even stop for a second. He pulled back out then shoved himself back in.

He repeated his actions a few time over, practically mouth-fucking the poor and helpless lad below him.

Louis kept choking and gasping for air but the man didn't take any kind of mercy.

He stopped after a few more thrusts and pulled himself out of the younger lad's mouth.
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“Now if you stay still it's not gonna hurt much, but I swear if you struggle, I'm gonna rip you in half.” the man growled.

“N-no please don't do this. Please. ” Louis sobbed while he shouted.

“Shut up.” the man slapped Louis right across the face.

With that the man lined himself up with the smaller lad's entrance, ready to thrust in.

“N-no stop! Help me please. Help somebody!” Louis shouted as loud as he could, praying to whoever was up there that this man won't be able to do what he wanted do next.

He couldn't let this happen to himself.

This was absolutely disgusting.

He was just wishing for some angel to come down and help him.

But with every second that last. Louis began to lose hope.

Did God really hate him that much?

Cliff hanger????

Ohhhhhhhh!!! What's gonna happen now?

Will the guy be successful in raping Louis??

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