Captivated |L.S|

Prologue.

•1 year ago •

It was finally the last day!

The last day of hell and he's never been happier. He no longer has to step foot in this hell hole again, no more facing the awful teachers, rude peers, and no more dealing with awful boys that are Liam and Louis. Yeah, the two people he plans to never see again, because, well he's moving all the way up to Manchester next week, getting out of London for good.

Harry was in the middle of coming into the school when he stepped into the hallway when he ran into the last person he wanted to see. He really thought he could avoid him today, and he hopes to avoid Liam too. He would honestly prefer Liam right now to be honest, facing Louis was always so unpredictable and scary as fuck. Year and years of torture and he's learned who the worst of the two were, Louis made that pretty clear because he seems to have a bit of a power trip.

Louis looked around for a teacher before grabbing Harry's shirt and pulling him close roughly. "Meet me in the fucking car park after school, you have an appointment, and it's in your best interest to show up." he growled in his ear and Harry just nodded frantically. When Louis pushed him away, Harry just stood there frowning a bit, before fixing his top and carrying on about his day.

The last day was supposed to be a good one for Harry, not until he ran into Louis. He knew it was too good to be true to be let off without Louis getting his hands on him. Thankfully, he managed to not see those two jerks during the remaining hours of his day. When the time came to leave the school he felt nervous because he knew Louis wasn't about to let him leave without a goodbye present. Even though Graduation is next week, but again, he's unpredictable, so who knows what he wants.

Harry just wants to get this over with so he slowly makes his way out the double doors into the half empty car park. It took him a minute to spot Louis' beat up old car all the way in the back near the lamp post, and him leaning against it with his arms crossed, looking absolutely pissed off.

Louis is scary, absolutely terrifying. He's much stronger than him, two years older, but ended up failing a bit so he was in the same year as Harry. His intimidating facial expressions, his clothes were a bit hardcore ranging from tight fitting black ripped skinnies to band shirts that were a size too small, and a beanie covering his usual long brunet fringe. He was completely opposite to Harry, Harry is the type of guy to wear light blue skinnies and basic colored jumpers and tops. His hair was short too, and Louis has always teased him about his mop of curls that claimed to make him look like a chubby chipmunk.

"Get your scrawny ass over here, now!" He snapped when Harry got a bit closer as the car park began to empty, only leaving the staff's cars in the back of the building. Harry could feel his heart rate picking up, the anxiety settling in, and good god he was alone with Louis outside of school. Liam wasn't here, no one was here, but the man that frightened him.

"Now tell me, how am I suppose to give you the daily punishment when you're moving far away from me, hmm?" Louis growls as he grabs Harry's wrist and moves to pin him against his car. "You think you could waltz out of London without me finding out your moving to Manchester, you shouldn't have kept it to yourself, because you know I don't like it when people keep things from me." he said, pinning Harry harder against the vehicle.

"L-Louis... please s-stop." Harry whined as he tried to push away, he knew it was useless, but he had to try.

"L-Louis... please s-stop." he mocked Harry as he grabbed onto one of his wrists and pinned it against the car and digging his nails into his milky white skin. "Don't you dare fucking tell me to stop, I'm in charge still. Got it?" Harry just nods, not really wanting to make him any more angry, just wanting to be let go, because Louis was nearly crushing him.

"Why the fuck are you leaving?" he snaps, his eyes narrowed, and Harry is having a hard time breathing a bit. Terrified out of his mind.

"My d-dad. Moving t-to my dad's." he manages to stutter out and Louis has annoyance written all over his face.

"Daddy wants his baby to move in with him, how cute." he mocked, a snarl following.

"Now since you think it's okay to leave, I think it's in your best interest if you don't fuck around in Manchester, you better not get a fucking boyfriend. I promise you, if you do, I will show up unexpectedly and you will wish you never sucked his dick. People like you deserve to be alone." he spits out evilly before letting Harry go. "Now get out of my sight, before I get more upset and bust your nose." he snaps and Harry's already off running towards home, not even looking back as he nurses his wrist Louis pinned with his death grip.

Harry didn't really listen to Louis' threats because how would he know if he got a boyfriend?

It's not like it matters, anyway.

Louis shouldn't care if he has a boyfriend. Louis has always scared off any chances he had in the past ever since he came out. Louis says he doesn't deserve a partner because he's too much of a coward and a slut... even though he's never even been kissed. He's only ever been on one date, but Louis scared that boy off, beat him to a pulp and Harry too. Liam even threatened him to stay away from Harry because he's a loser and losers don't get to have relationships in their school. Well, according to Liam and Louis that is... but now Louis wants to run his life outside of school. Harry's not going to let him.

He's not going to let some punk ass kid ruin this for him, he's just going to forget about him, and hopefully never see his face again.