The Days Of Our Lives

Ch.23 "On The Loose"

Harry's P.O.V.

"Just because you got a shot yesterday doesn't mean I'm going to treat you like a baby like Zayn and Louis!" I shouted at Niall. He has been getting on my nerves lately because everyone is acting like he's so helpless because his arm is sore. I've had enough of it! "You're just mad because I'm getting all the attention and you're not! Well guess what Harry; it's not always about you!" Niall shouted back at me. Without any other word I threw myself at him, knocking both of us into the dining room table. I heard the sound of glass breaking but that didn't stop us from going at each other. He was pulling on my shirt and I grabbed his arm tightly. "Ow! Harry my arm!" He screamed. I knew I was hurting his sore arm that was my intention. He kicked my knee making me release his arm, but then I grabbed a handful of his hair as we rolled right onto the floor. "Guys stop it!" Liam yelled, but neither of us let up. Niall dug his nails into my hand and I quickly let go of his hair. Liam grabbed me and pulled me away from Niall as quick as he could. I struggled to get out of his arms so I could get my hands on Niall, but his grasp was much too strong for me. "Stop!" Liam shouted at me, making me quit resisting and calm down. Niall stood up from the floor glaring at me as I gave it right back, the only noise in the house was the both of us breathing heavily as we gave each other death stares. "Look what you two have done! When Zayn and Louis come home you-" Liam was cut off by the front door opening, and he immediately let go of me so he wasn't dragged in the middle of this situation too. As Zayn and Louis walked in their jaws dropped as they observed the ruined dining room. After a few moments of absolute silence they turned to the three of us with angry looks on their faces. "Someone better start explaining." Zayn said sternly. Louis started picking up the broken pieces of glass so no one got cut. "I didn't do anything I swear. I was upstairs in my room and I heard something break so I came downstairs to see what is was, and then I saw that they were fighting so I pulled Harry off of Niall then you guys came." Liam explained to them. "Thank you Liam. Harry, Niall? What happened here?" Zayn asked raising an eyebrow at the two of us. "Harry tackled me and I tried to get away but he kept pulling my hair and hurting my arm! I couldn't do anything but try to get him off me!" Niall blurted out to them nearly in tears. "Harry is that true!?" Zayn asked me giving me a stern look. "I was sick of everyone treating him like he has a broken arm! He just got a shot for goodness sake!" "Harry Edward don't you dare raise your voice with me. Now did you or did you not hit him first?" He asked making me hesitate. "I...did" "Did you hurt his arm again after I warned you yesterday?" "Yeah, but-" I tried to explain but Zayn cut me off. "Hush! All I need is a yes or a no. Got it?" He asked. I nodded and he turned back to Niall. "Niall, did you hit him back?" "Yes, but I was trying to defend myself. There was nothing else I could do." He whined. "That's not acceptable, Niall. You don't have to hit back to defend yourself, there are other ways." Niall put his head down in shame as Zayn thought to himself for a moment. "Alright boys, to your room." Zayn said. "Zayn, please! He started it!" Niall pleaded. "You both were involved in this; therefore you both are getting punished." He said grabbing Niall and I by the arm and leading us to the stairs. I started to worry and I didn't know what to do. All of a sudden I ripped my arm out of Zayn's grip and took off towards the back door. "Harry get back here!" He shouted to me. I only got more scared, so I opened the door and ran. I don't know where I was going, but I knew I needed to get out of there. We don't have a backyard, but there is a forest right behind our house. I made my way into the forest so Zayn wouldn't find me. I slowed down as I started to get tired, and then decided to sit down on a tree stump nearby. I put my head in my hands and caught my breath as best as I could. What the heck was I thinking? Now I'm gonna be in even more trouble, boy was I in for it.  I was in deep though when suddenly the sound of a stick cracking snapped me out of it. I immediately looked up and saw an angry Zayn staring down at me. Before I could dash again, he grabbed my arm and yanked me to my feet. I trembled as he grabbed my shirt collar and put me nose to nose with him. "What is the matter with you Harry! You don't run from me ever again, do you hear me!" He shook me as he spoke; only making me more terrified. He sat me back down on the tree stump hard making me wince. "You stay put!" He said pointing a finger at my chest. I was too scared to move, so I watched him go deeper into the forest. I waited for a minute or two, and then he came back with something in his hand. "Z-Zayn, what is that?" I asked nervously as I eyed the switch he was holding in his hand. "Stand up." He said ignoring my question. I slowly stood up and he grabbed my arm and turned me around. He gently forced me to bend over, so my hands were resting on the tree stump. "Zayn please don't! Not here! I'm sorry! I was just scared!" I whined. I expected Zayn to answer me, but instead he brought the switch down hard on my jean covered bottom. I screamed and fell to my knees, covering my bum with my hands. Zayn let me cry for a couple seconds, then lifted me up back to the position. "Bend over, Harry." "Please Zayn that hurts too much!" I cried. He once again forced me to lean over, making me whimper in anticipation of the switch. "Don't move or I'll start over." He said right before he gave me another lash of it. I threw my head back and sobbed loudly. I felt another stinging stripe across my bum. I hollered and screamed so much my voice was hoarse. My bum was already on fire, and I was praying for this to end. "Zayn please, I'm sorry! I won't do it again, I promise!" He simply ignored me and continued to bring the switch down on me. I just hung my head and sobbed until I realized he had stopped. Five swats with the switch were more painful than anything I have ever experienced. And I never wanted to feel that again. He allowed me to stand up and wrapped me in his arms. "I'm sorry!" I cried into his shirt making him sigh. "Let's go home and get this over with." He said to me as we headed out of the forest. I stopped walking, "What? You just did...I mean you already..." I couldn't finish a thought. "No, Harry, that was just because you ran away from your punishment. You've got another one coming when we get home, and you can expect a spanking before you go to bed every night for the next week." He said. I started backing away, which was not the best idea at the moment. "Nooo! Zayn, please. I learned my lesson." I pleaded as he grabbed me by the upper arm and pulled me home for the second spanking waiting on me. As we walked back into the house I could hear loud smacking coming from me and Niall's room. I lowered my head as the smacks were followed by Niall's cries. It was my fault this was happening. Zayn took me into his bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed. He held my waist as I stood in front of him, staring into his eyes as he stared into mine. "Please, Zayn, I swear it won't happen again. I'm sorry I ran. Please don't spank me again." I begged relentlessly, past embarrassment or shame. "I'm sorry, Harry, but this must be done. This would've been a lot easier if you didn't run from me." I was not going to get away with that little stunt of mine. I thought about how much it would have worried him for me to be missing for a couple of days. He would have been frantic. It would have torn him up inside. Yes, I deserved this spanking. I didn't want it, but I surely did deserve it. I hung my head as I stood in front of him. "I'm sorry Zayn, I really am." I sobbed truly feeling guilty now. My shoulders shook with my sobs and Zayn wrapped his arms around me. "I know bud." He whispered. He rubbed my back and assured me everything was okay. I nodded my head and sniffled, too emotional to speak as we held each other tightly. "Alright then, let's finish this." He said as he released me. "Remove your trousers and come here please." I was shaking as my fingers removed my pants and I stood in my boxers watching him watch me. "Come on, Harry." He said with a pained look on his face. I slowly made my way over to him. My breath hitched at the thought of the upcoming spanking I was about to receive. When I was within arms reach he gently grabbed me by the arm and pulled me over his knees. I tensed immediately and he rubbed small circles on my back to help calm me down. For some reason it worked. As I regulated my emotions and prepared for what was to come, he spoke softly to me. Then he slid my boxers down and tensed up waiting for the first strikes to come. He did not make me wait long. However, he did not hold back anything considering he had already spanked me once today. This was just as bad, actually worse because I was already sore from the first one, and now my bum was bare. After the first ten I was already crying and begging him to stop. The next five were aimed at my sit spots. "Oww Zayn! It hurts!" "I know Harry, that's what happens when you get a spanking. It hurts." He continued on for several long minutes of ruthless pounding on my bum. The message was becoming clearer and clearer. I was crying and sobbing in pain at the spanks landing on my bare bottom. "I'm not done, Harry. I hope you understand what I've been saying to you. We're almost finished here." Zayn informed me. "I understand, Zayn! Please!" I cried loudly. "Do I need to go over the rules with you again, or why we have them?" He asked as he rained down smack after smack on my well beaten bum. "No I understand them, Zayn! I do!" I cried. "And I don't ever want you to run away from me again, is that clear?" "Ow, Zayn! Yes, I understand! Please, I'm sorry!" I sobbed continuously as he finished up my spanking. Finally he stopped, but I couldn't stop crying. Zayn was shushing me quietly and rubbing my back in soothing circles, trying to get me to calm down as I sobbed and cried as loud as I could. I was upset with myself; I had trouble letting it go. He pulled my boxers and jeans back up and I yelped at the rough contact of the material. He stood me up to stand in front of him and rubbed my bum gently as he spoke. "I'm sorry I had to spank you twice today, I know how much it hurt you. But I need to make sure you don't fight or run away anymore, understand?" He asked as I nodded. "Okay, I want you in that corner, nose touching it. Don't move until I say so, okay?" He said gently guiding me over to the corner. I sat down and faced the wall as he began to walk out of his room. "Zayn." I said making him turn back around to face me right before he left. "Are you still going to spank me every night for a week?" I asked timidly. "Yes, I most certainly am," He replied truthfully making me sigh. "You have one hour to think about what you've done wrong and to come up with a proper apology for Niall while you're there." He said as I nodded. And with that he left the room, leaving me with just my thoughts.