Louis POV

After Niall left, I refused to go downstairs in case Harry was there. I locked my door and ignored everyone who tried to talk to me. 

I know I'm acting like a brat but I don't care. I don't want to see Harry. I don't want to talk to Harry. If he wants to talk to me he can bloody make his way onto the balcony again because I'm not going downstairs.

I spent my day grumbling and swearing, putting the rest of the dirty sheets and clothes in a pile for the laundry. I don't have any spare sheets so it looks like ill be sleeping on an unmade bed tonight. Yay for me! - I roll my eyes at my own sarcasm.

I let out a frustrated groan when I find the dildo on the other side of the bed. Great. What the fuck am I supposed to do with this? I pick it up between my fingers, trying not to touch any more than I have to and dump it in the bathroom sink. I'll deal with that later.

I spend the rest of my day curled up on the unmade bed watching TV. I must fall asleep at some point because I am now waking up to the first rays of sunlight for the day. I get up and rummage in my bag for some socks, putting them on before stepping out onto the balcony. It's a bit cool out here this early in the morning but it's a nice feeling. 

Before long I the cold gets to me so I go back into my room, putting on a jumper and flopping back onto the bed. I let out a sigh, sinking into the mattress and dozing off again for another couple of hours. 

I wake up next to someone knocking on my door. I glare at the door, hoping that whoever is on the other side can feel it through the door. I roll onto my back and press a hand against my stomach as it lets out a loud rumble. 

"Louis.. you really should come out and eat something." 

It's Liam.

"Nope" I say, popping the 'p' sound. I'm not ready to see anyone. The longer I leave the more uncomfortable I feel about finally leaving my room so I know I should bite the bullet but I just can't right now.

"Louis I swear to god.. you have been in here for god knows how long without eating. We are going out to dinner tonight and you ARE coming"

Liam is being all fatherly again. I smile slightly to myself imagining the stern look on his puppy dog face, despite the frustration that I also feel.

 "Otherwise I will break down this door and drag you out myself!" He continues

"ok ok! geez!" I reply. I breath out heavily through my nose. I can't deny that I am incredibly hungry, and maybe going out for dinner means we won't have to talk about anything embarrassing because we will be in public.

" We are leaving at 6.. meet us downstairs" 

I don't reply. I do however start to work out how I can avoid Harry. I'll just have to wing it I suppose. The afternoon drags by and at around five I decide I should probably go for a shower. Rolling of the bed, smoothly of course, I make my way into my bathroom. 

I turn the shower on and strip out of my clothes, grabbing the dildo out of the sink to clean it. I wrinkle my nose again as I do and make quick work out of cleaning it. I place it on the bench once I'm done and wash myself, before hopping out and wrapping myself in my towel. 

I waltz back into the room and throw on a pair of red jeans with my striped shirt and toms. I fix my hair in the mirror and look at the clock. 

It's nearly 6. The nerves are kicking in as I anticipate seeing Harry for the first time since what happened. But I know Liam will hold true to his threat and break down my door so I let out one last sigh, running my clammy hands over my jeans as I make my way to the door.

I don't give myself the chance to back out, opening the door and heading straight for the stairs. I pause at the top of the stairs hearing voices coming from the kitchen where I assume everyone is waiting. I can feel my heart against my ribs as I make my way downstairs, almost running into Zayn at the bottom.

"Woah man" He says clutching his chest. " You scared me" 

I give him a timid smile and he puts his arm around my shoulders, holding me against his side. "Don't worry lad. Harry's not here"

My eyebrows shoot up and I look at him questioningly. "Yeah he's been staying at another house so he's going to meet us there"

"Oh.. ok then" I have to admit that made me feel so much better. Zayn's give me a smile before heading back to the kitchen. 

"COME ON LOUIS! IM LITERALLY ABOUT TO DIE HERE!" Niall yells. I chuckle and make my way into the kitchen.

"Well isn't this a sight for sore eyes" Liam directs at me as I walk in. He has a grin on his face so I know he isn't to upset at me.

"Yeah yeah.. are we going or what?" I ask, wanting the attention off me. 

Niall barely lets me finish before he grabs Liam's arm and almost runs out the door. I laugh and follow Zayn out of the house. The place we are going isn't too far, only about a 10 minute walk. About 5 minutes in and I catch a whiff of the scent that's been driving me crazy.

My eyes snap up and I see Harry jogging down towards us from a house just ahead of us. 

Jesus fucking christ. Could he look any sexier? I scold myself for blatantly checking him out, with his shirt only halfway buttoned, his necklace and part of his swallow tattoos on display. I watch with narrowed eyes as he joins the group. He glances at me a offers a small smile. I raise an eyebrow in response and look away, staying on the other side of the guys.

I don't join in the conversation as we walk the remainder of the distance to the restaurant. Once there we are discreetly taken into a back room so we can eat in peace. We are taken to a booth and I slide in after Zayn and Niall, Liam and Harry on the other side. 

We order our food and chat away as we eat, I avoid directing any comments towards Harry of course. After the first course we all grab some drinks, god knows I need something to get me through this awkwardness. Harry keeps looking at me with sad eyes and yeah.. I feel a little guilty for how I've been treating him I guess. He has bags under his eyes and his eyes are bloodshot so I know he hasn't been sleeping well.

Maybe I'll try to talk to him after dinner... Maybe..

A couple of drinks in and I need to pee. I head to the toilets and do my business. As I head back into the hallway, I sense someone behind me. I turn around and there is an alpha right there. I can tell straight away due to his build and the complete aura of confidence he is emitting. Before I can even react he puts a hand over my mouth, the other grabbing my hip to push my against the wall.

"Well hello there little omega" He breathes across my face. I can smell the alcohol on his breath and I am terrified right now. He is way stronger than me and my attempts to push him off do nothing. I try to knee him in the small space I have but he growls and puts his leg between my legs, pushing his thigh into my groin. 

My eyes widen and my breathing becomes erratic as I realise what he wants to do. I can feel his erection against my leg. I try yelling out but he tightens his grip on my mouth, hurting my jaw with how hard his hold is. 

"You must be just out of your heat hmm? I can still smell it all over you" I slurs out and leans in to take a sniff at my neck. I'm panicking. I can't fight him, I can't yell out. His hand on my hip moves under my shirt and he starts to yank it up. I close my eyes, tears pouring down my face, and hope that someone, anyone walks by and saves me.