My Collection of One Shots (One Direction)

Don't Let Me Go (Larry Stylinson A/B/O AU) Part 1

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Okay. So before you start reading this, a few things.

This is different from what a I usually write. It's an AU using Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics. If you don't know what that is, look it up or don't read, I can't really explain it.

I've really had a thing with A/B/O fics recently, and there aren't enough of Larry ones out there for me, so I took it upon myself to write this, incorperating A LOT of jealous and possessive and protective Harry and oh my God I really really love that :3

Anyways, usually A/B/O fics are smutty. As I'm sure you've figured out, I don't write smut, sorry if you wanted that from me, but it's just not something I write. There are slightly mature scenes in this towards the end, it's no where close to smut and very undetailed and horribly written, but hopefully you get the jist of the situation. I'm a wimp when it comes to that stuff, so I'm sorry if my innocence in writing sex takes away from this story... it shouldn't but if it does, i apologize.

That's about it. I took a lot of creative license here, bending the rules (if there are any?) of typical A/B/O shit. Okay. So I'll stop ranting. Here you are. 

(And yes, the "bad guys" in this are the guys from TW (some of them) but I love them anyway, it's just the names I used. Don't hate on my guys. xx)

Hopefully it's not too confusing in the beginning. I didn't give much background because I never planned on posting this so... if you have any questions, comment and I'll answer. x

BY THE WAY THIS WILL BE TWO PARTS! I'VE STARTED THE SECOND PART AND IT WILL BE UP WHEN I GET THE CHANCE!

“You’re being absolutely ridiculous.” Louis groaned as Harry paced the room, growling and mumbling to himself.

“I’m not being ridiculous.” Harry snapped in return. “I don’t like Max. And he knows just how to get to me. And that’s by messing with you.”

“It’s not like he’s being rude or bad to me Haz.” Louis sighed. “He’s just a bit full of himself. Doesn’t make him a bad guy.”

Harry whipped around quickly, a growl being ripped from his throat. Louis flinched back at the dark look in his alpha’s angry eyes that were narrowed into slits.

“He’s all over you!” Harry said, voice deep and loud. “He’s only nice to you because he’s trying to win you over. He’s trying to take you away from me.”

“You don’t know that Harry.” Louis challenged, voice a bit shaky though. It was against everything in his instincts to challenge an alpha, especially his alpha.

Harry leaned forward and grabbed Louis’s by the wrists, his grip tight, as he yanked him closer so they were eye to eye. Louis gave a little whimper at Harry’s roughness and tilted his head a bit, instinctively bearing his neck in submission.

Harry softened at this. He wasn’t like most of the other alphas. He hated it when Louis was nothing but submissive. He liked Louis having a say in things. He liked Louis feeling comfortable and not building their entire relationship off of fear and dominance.

That didn’t stop him from getting protective and extremely jealous whenever someone else showed interest in his mate though.

“I’m sorry.” He forced out, trying to calm his anger as he loosened his grip on the small omega’s wrist. “I didn’t mean to be that forceful, but damn it Lou, sometimes you can be so naïve.” He spat, releasing Louis completely and turning around to run a hand through his hair. “Max has hated me for as long as I can remember. And since he found out I had a mate and I was happy… fuck, he’s made it his goal to take you away from me and have you to himself. He can’t let me win Lou. Not ever. And if I have you and he doesn’t, I win. And he’s not going to rest until I lose.”

“Listen Haz.” Louis said, finally finding his voice again. “I don’t care what stupid rivalry you two have had growing up. I don’t care that the alpha in the both of you make you despise each other. You haven’t seen him in a while. Not since before we got together. Maybe he’s grown up in that time. Maybe it’s not all about him wanting to ruin you. Maybe he’s just being nice to me.”

Harry let out another growl.

“No!” he roared, anger back and burning bright. Louis flinched again. “I know the way alphas think Louis. They find a pretty omega, mated or not, they will pounce and try to claim you. And knowing the way Max works… he likes you. And he has the full intent on making you his. He wants to hurt me. That’s what he’s trying to do.”

Louis couldn’t help but be angry at that.

“Am I just that much of a possession to you that you really think the only reason anyone else could show interest in me is for the sole purpose of taking me away from you to hurt you?! I’m I really not that good enough that no one could appreciate or want me at all if it wasn’t for you?!” He shrieked, hurt by his mate’s implications. The way Harry was talking, as if Louis was absolutely nothing more to him than a possession that he had to keep safe. That no one would care about him if he didn’t belong to Harry.

Harry stood in front of Louis who now had tears welling in his eyes. The alpha couldn’t ignore the guilt and pain in his chest at the fact that he had upset his omega.

“No Lou. That’s not what I meant at all… fuck…I just…” he tried to figure out a way to explain himself without upsetting Louis further. “I don’t want you talking to Max anymore. Not Max or any of his friends. You’re mine, and I’m not risking losing you.” He finally gave up and stated, straight up and blatant, just wanting this conversation to end and Louis to listen to him.

A tear fell from Louis’s eye and he just shook his head, giving a dry laugh.

“Yeah sure. I’m definitely not just a possession.” Louis grumbled. This was something he always feared about being an omega. Being treated as a lesser being. Being a possession instead of a lover or an equal.

But Harry always managed to make Louis feel loved. Always managed to make him forget about his worries and insecurities. Because Harry was different and he really did love him.

“Lou-” Harry started.

“No.” Louis snapped, flinching at his own tone. He shouldn’t be talking to Harry like that. But like he said, Harry was different. Their relationship was different. And Louis was mad. He was going to show that. “I’m going to bed.”

Harry watched as Louis spun on his heels and marched angrily out of the room and into their bedroom, slamming the door behind him. He wanted to run after the boy, but he knew Louis better than that. He just had to leave him alone to cool off for now. Because he knew how much Louis hated it when Harry became overbearing. But he couldn’t help it. Not knowing what Max’s intentions were when he was talking to his Louis. He couldn’t leave it alone. If it upset Louis or not, he had to do something about it.

Maybe he just didn’t go about it in the best way...

*

Louis let out a few deep breaths when he got into the bedroom, a few tears falling from his eyes. He really hated having Harry go crazy like that. It made him feel worthless, like he had no choice in things, and not trusted. He understood that Harry cared about him and didn’t want to lose him, but shit, Louis was allowed to have other friends. Max wasn’t the best guy, but he was nice to Louis, and a few conversations were harmless. So what if Max was flirting with him? Louis wasn’t flirting back or anything.

But God… when Harry saw him just making conversation with the other alpha he went mad. He shoved Louis behind him so quickly Louis nearly toppled to the ground. And then Harry was growling threats in Max’s face like the guy had just attacked his mother. But Max had just ignored the horrible words flying out of the younger lad’s mouth before standing and turning to Louis.

“I’ll see you around, babe.” He said with a wink before stalking off, causing Harry to snarl at him again and grab Louis’s wrist tightly, yanking him out of the bar they were at and to their flat we’re the argument started.

And now Louis was so pissed, and angry, and hurt, and he just really wanted to curl up in bed and sleep for a month.

So with an angry sigh he tore his clothes off, leaving him in nothing but his boxers and climbed onto his side of the bed, resting his head on the pillow and staring at the dark wall opposite of the closed door. The bed felt big and empty without Harry next to him, wrapped around his smaller body, but Louis just squeezed his eyes shut and ignored it. He knew this fight wouldn’t last long. They both need to just cool off.

So of course, a little over an hour later when Louis had cried away his anger and frustration, and was just left staring at the wall of the dark room like he had been since he laid down, and he heard the bedroom door creek open, he didn’t say anything to protest it.

He didn’t say anything when he felt the bed shift and Harry slide under the covers behind him. He didn’t say anything when Harry wrapped his strong arms around Louis’s lithe body and pulled him into his chest. And he didn’t say anything when Harry nuzzled his face into the crook of Louis’s neck, placing kisses over the scar that marked their soul bond, soft breath fanning across Louis’s warm skin, sending silent apologies to the boy.

Louis just let out a content sigh and leaned into the touch, finally letting is eyes close and his body relax. Because it was one stupid fight. Harry loved him and he loved Harry, and now that they were together, the argument was forgotten and they could just sleep.

***

“So how’ve you been Lou?” Niall asked as they sat at a little table outside of Nandos, eating their lunch together in the surprisingly nice London weather.

“Alright I guess.” He sighed. “Been an interesting week.”

“Why’s that? I was going to say you look a bit worn out.” Niall told his omega friend.

“Harry’s been a bit… I don’t know… stifling. It was a process just to get him to allow me to come out here for lunch with you.” Louis admitted. “And he wouldn’t let me out of his sight before nuzzling and rubbing all over me as well as giving me his jumper to wear so I would smell like him.”

“That explains why you reek of alpha.” Niall chuckled. “You know what’s getting him so worked up? Usually he’s not as overbearing.”

“Yeah, I don’t know. His rut must be coming up or something. Since that little run in with Max the other day he’s been impossible.” Louis sighed.

“Maybe it’s not his rut. Maybe it’s just Max.” Niall said, a bit of an edge to his voice as he mentioned the older alpha. “He’s never been Harry’s best friend.”

“Trust me I know.” Louis scoffed. “We got into a big argument after that. I told him he was being ridiculous, and he just ignored me, going on about how he never wants me to speak to Max again because he only wants to take me away from Harry to hurt him. And I can’t even tell you how much that statement bothered me.” Louis complained.

“Well he has a point… as much as I don’t want to admit it.” Niall said sheepishly, causing Louis to eye him in curiosity. “Max has always wanted what Harry has. He’s always wanted to bring him down. And if he sees the opportunity to do that while getting a great mate in the process… he’s going to do it. Trust me. I grew up here with all of ‘em. I know how they work.”

“But you should have heard the way Haz went off. Like I was just going to leave him. Like he didn’t trust me. And sure, I get it that other alphas may take interest in me and it’s his job to make sure they don’t hurt me or anything, but I’m not just going to run off happily with Max. I love Harry. Way too much to even consider leaving him.” Louis vented. “And then he did that typical alpha thing, treating me like a possession basically. And he knows how much I hate that.”

“Look Lou, I get it.” Niall told him. “I hate it when Liam goes off on me like that too. But it’s because they care so much about us. We both have really great mates. They just want to keep us safe. They just have to learn how to go about it in better ways, yeah?” he chuckled.

“I’d say.” Louis laughed. “Thanks for listening Ni.” He said after a few seconds of silence. This was why he enjoyed having Niall as a best friend. Being that he was an omega as well, he knew what Louis was going through.

“That’s why I’m here.” Niall said, throwing a wink across the table at the older man. Louis just let out a little chuckle.

“Look who I found.” A familiar voice suddenly rang out from behind them causing them to turn to see who it was. Louis bit his lip when he recognized the familiar alpha, Niall tensing at the same time.

“Uhh, hi Max.” Louis said politely, looking down at the table, not wanting to make eye contact. Despite his arguments with Harry over the matter, he still didn’t want to upset his mate any further. And all of his warnings about not talking to Max were making him a bit weary.

“Hi gorgeous.” Max responded, as he stood in front of the table they were sat at, leaning against it. “How are you?”

“I’m alright.” Louis answered, voice still hesitant and gaze still lowered.

“Aww someone seems a bit shy today.” Max chuckled, taking it upon himself to slide into the seat next to him. Niall glared arrows at the alpha while Louis stiffened, hoping that Max didn’t do anything else or move any closer. If he so much as touched the lad, Harry would smell Max on him later and flip a shit.

“Yeah… I-I uhh… can’t really talk much right now mate. N-Niall and I were actually about to head off.” He stuttered out.

Max just leaned closer, his presence becoming a bit more suffocating. Louis flinched away.

“Aww, now that’s no fun.” He hummed, nose coming dangerously close to his face. Louis made the mistake of turning to look at him. Their gazes met and Louis’s breath hitched as Max’s blue eyes bore into his.

A whimper got caught in his throat.

“You smell weird today.” Max said quietly, inhaling the scent coming off of the small omega. “Reek of that Neanderthal of yours. I like your smell better.”

“M-Max… c-could y-you…” Louis was stuttering horribly, feeling overwhelming presence of the bigger man pressing down on him.

“Max back off of ‘im.” Niall snapped roughly from across the table. “He’s got a mate.”

“I know.” Max said sweetly, not backing away at all. Instead he just lightly brushed his nose across Louis’s jaw, causing the tiny lad to shiver. “Doesn’t mean I can’t have a little fun.” He shrugged before catching Louis’s gaze again. Their faces were close, the puffs of air escaping Louis’s mouth rapidly mixing with Max’s.  “Besides.” He continued. “We all know I’m a better catch anyway.” He said before dropping his face down a bit lower, nudging Louis’s head to the side a bit more. Louis tried to back away but everything about Max was screaming alpha which caused everything in Louis to obey.

He turned his head to the side a bit, bearing his neck.

Max chuckled at the easy submission. “See?” he hummed before nuzzling into the omega’s neck and nipping at the skin by the scar that was on his neck. “Pretty soon that’s going to be my mark.” He whispered hotly in Louis’s ear.

Louis shivered. This all felt so wrong. It shouldn’t be Max. He didn’t belong to him. He belonged to Harry.

“Seriously man, back off.” Niall hissed now standing beside the two, grabbing Max’s arm and tugging him roughly away from his friend.

Max turned to look at the other omega quickly, eyes dangerous.

“Don’t touch me.” Max growled, alpha voice causing the two omega’s to shiver, ears ringing. Niall immediately withdrew his touch and put his hands awkwardly at his side, wincing.

Max turned back to Louis, sickly sweet smile on his face.

“I’ll see you around love. Tell that Harry of yours to keep you on a tighter leash. A pretty thing like you could just get swiped away.” Max said, winking before strolling away.

“Are you alright?” Niall asked Louis who sat frozen.

Louis didn’t really say anything, just stared at the wood on the table, mind spinning. He hated himself for being so submissive. He was only supposed to submit to his mate.

Harry.

Harry was going to kill him.

“H-Harry is gonna k-kill me.” Louis whimpered.

“It’s alright Lou, he’ll understand.” Niall said, not at all believing his own words. “What was Max saying? Are you alright?”

“No!” Louis screeched, voice raspy. “I feel violated and uncomfortable, and Harry is going to flip a shit when I get home later because he’s gonna smell him on me and now I’m starting to think that Harry was right and that’s bothering me even more and…” Louis faded out with a puff of air putting his head in his hands.

“Calm down. Let me just take you back to yours. You’re going to have to talk everything out with Haz eventually. And better now than later.” Niall sighed walking over to help the emotional man to his feet. Louis just let out a little whine.

“Mate did he bite you?” Niall gasped. “There’s a love bite by your scar.”

Louis’s heart sank as he reached up to feel the tender skin on his neck. The fact that he was going to smell like another alpha was gonna suck.

But now he was marked too.

In the spot that Harry left his claim.

“I’m so fucked.” Louis whimpered. “So, so, fucked.”

***

“Why are you so anxious mate?” Liam questioned looking at Harry whose leg was thumping up and down, staring at the phone in his hand.

“Yeah, you’ve been on edge all day.” Zayn commented.

Harry let out a sigh, running a hand through his curls.

“I’m just... a bit worried.” He forced out, voice rough.

“About?” Liam questioned.

“Lou.” Harry said, eyes flitting back down to his phone again, wishing to get a text or call from his mate just to calm his nerves.

“Why? Is he alright?” Zayn asked seeming a bit worried.

“Yeah, yeah, he’s fine.” Harry assured. “I’m just… do you guys remember Max George?” Harry asked.

“How could we forget that prick?” Liam scoffed. “His friends still eye Niall and try to mess with us. Need to learn how to fucking back off.” He growled.

“Yeah well, wherever he’s been for the past few months, he’s back. I found him chatting up Louis a couple of days ago when we were at a club.” Harry’s fists clenched a bit. “And I know he’s going to try and take him away from me. Because he knows Louis’s my mate and he knows that Louis is my biggest weakness right now and he always wants what’s mine.” He snarled. “Not to mention the fact that anyone in their right mind would want Lou.”

They were all quiet for a second, taking in the information given to them.

“Alright, but none of that changes the fact that Louis only wants you.” Zayn said gently.

Harry let out an exasperated sigh. “I know that… but I strongly doubt Max cares about what Louis wants. He’s the type of alpha that treats omegas as a possession. He doesn’t think they get a say in anything. Including who they’re mated to.”

“I get your concern mate, really.” Liam said leaning forward. “But Niall and I have had arguments like this before. He hates it when I get too possessive. It’s in our nature, yeah, but you have to make sure it doesn’t consume you to the point where you become that kind of alpha and start to treat Louis as just a possession. That will kill him. He hates that stuff.”

Harry put his head in his hands. “Trust me.” He mumbled. “I know.”

“Just try to relax, yeah? He’s with Niall. Let him enjoy his day away from you. You’ll see him when you get home.” Liam assured with a grin.

Harry couldn’t help but wince when the older lad said ‘day away from you’. He didn’t want Louis to be away from him. He didn’t want him to look forward to being away from Harry. He wanted Louis to be with him all the time.

And shit he was really gone for that lad. And that wasn’t just the soul bond talking.

“Alright…” Harry said hesitantly placing his phone on the table as to stop his constant will for it to ring with a message from Louis. He just wanted to make sure he was okay. And Max-less.

Liam and Zayn smiled at the tense alpha, both patting his knee as a little reassurance before continuing their conversation.

It was barely five minutes later when Harry let out a frustrated sigh.

“Ughh, he said he’d text me when he and Niall finished lunch!” Harry groaned, picking up his phone. “How long does it take to eat?!”

“Haz.” Zayn rolled his eyes. However, before he could say anything, someone approached them.

“Aww, what’s wrong curly?” a familiar voice said. “Trouble in paradise.”

Harry glanced up, eyes landing on the beta that was best mates with his worst enemy.

“Fuck off Tom.” Harry growled, fists clenching.

“Hey, I’m just making a simple observation? Can someone not keep a tight enough leash on their little omega?” Tom sing-songed looking Harry dead in the eye.

“I don’t need to keep a leash on anyone.” Harry snapped. “Louis is his own person.”

Tom gave a dry chuckle.

“Yeah well that own person isn’t going to be yours for much longer. If he has any sense in him he’ll use that excess freedom you grant him to leave your ass and be with someone who can actually handle him like Max.” Tom hissed in Harry’s face, clearly trying to upset the young alpha.

“Fuck you, you bloody prick!” Harry roared, leaping up to push Tom away from him. Liam was in front of Harry in seconds, barricading him from attacking the smaller beta.

“Get the hell out of here Tom.” Zayn commanded the man.

“Not my fault that little slut of his is begging for it.” Tom sneered. “Max is just going to give him what he wants because you can’t.” he taunted Harry.

“Watch your damn mouth.” Harry hissed, trying to push Liam out of the way.

“Tom this isn’t fucking necessary, leave.” Liam said to him.

“I just thought he should know Li.” Tom said innocently. “Max isn’t going to wait much longer. He wants that pretty omega.” He continued. “And he always gets what he wants.”

Harry thought he was going to explode. He could hear the blood rushing through his veins, heart pounding through his chest. He was seeing red.

Without a second thought, he went to leap at Tom, standing just a mere few feet away to taunt him. It was obvious Max had sent him to work Harry up. It was all part of his game.

“Harry, cool it.” Liam snapped, holding onto the raging alpha tightly. “Relax mate.”

“Tell Max to go fuck himself. He’s a sick bastard. I swear to everything that is holy if he touches my Louis I will rip his throat out. I’ll fucking kill him.” Harry yelled. Whoever was around them had stopped to stare at the scene that had been caused, but Harry didn’t even notice.

“I’ll pass on the message.” Tom smirked. “Don’t worry though, I’m sure he’ll take good care of Louis anyways. I know how much you care about him.”

An animalistic growl tore from Harry’s throat as he once again tried to push past his friends that were holding him back to attack the man torturing him with the words he was staying. Tom just sent him one last wink before spinning around and walking away.

“Harry you need to calm down.” Zayn rushed. Harry pulled away from the two of them roughly, turning back to the table that they were just sat at. He grabbed his phone, and unlocked it.

Still no new messages.

“Harry he’s just trying to get to you.” Liam told him firmly.

“I’m going to find Louis.” Harry said lowly, voice dangerous. He was still furious as hell, but the panic in him was becoming more prominent.

“Harry don’t freak out on him.” Liam warned as Harry went to stomp away. “Relax Haz.”

“Don’t tell me to relax!” Harry yelled. “I’m going to find my mate.” He said before turning around and hurrying off without another word.

He had every right to be frantic.

Someone was trying to take his mate away from him.

***

Louis had only been home for around twenty minutes when Harry had stormed in. He was still incredibly nervous for what Harry was going to say when he found out he was with Max, even though none of it had been his fault. A nervous Niall had tried to calm him down to the best of his abilities before getting the fuck out of there, because honestly, he didn’t want to get caught in the middle of an angry and jealous Harry that both knew was unavoidable. The first thing he had done after Niall left was go into their room and put on a old pair of Harry’s sweatpants and one of his mates baggy t-shirts, knowing how much Harry loved seeing him in his clothes, especially when they looked big on him. Anything he could do to soften the blow, he was trying. He wanted Harry to be happy with him, loving and caring. He didn’t want him to get upset and furious.

But he had a damn love bite on his neck that Harry hadn’t put there. He knew that an argument was unavoidable.

So when he heard the slam of the front door swinging open and could immediately smell the anxiety pulsing off of his mate he tried his best to flatten himself to the couch and hopefully disappear. Because Harry’s home so much sooner than he thought he’d be and he’s already worked up and shit, this isn’t going to be good.

“Louis?!” Harry called loudly, voice rough and impatient. Louis didn’t want to answer; wanted to try and delay this as much as he could, but he couldn’t upset Harry any further by ignoring him.

“L-Living room!” he called out weakly, voice cracking. He was a quivering mess, the true definition of a pathetic omega, cowering in fear of an alpha.

He heard footsteps and it was only a few seconds before Harry appeared in the doorway.

His mate’s green eyes were wide and panicked, but he could also see an angry fire burning in them as they landed on Louis.

The omega swallowed thickly.

“Thank God.” Harry huffed, sounding out of breath as he hurried across the room, just wanting to bury his face into his mate’s neck and hold him close, never let him go, never lose him.

The smaller lad was even wearing Harry’s clothes, drowning in the oversized fabric covering him. Harry smiled because he looked so tiny and adorable and his, and that was great.

“You’re here, you’re okay.” Harry continued to ramble a bit as he reached Louis on the couch. He gripped the omega’s wrist, tugging him to his feet quickly so he could wrap his arms around his waist. Louis obeyed, a little confused on Harry’s immediate handsiness. “You’re mine.” He emphasized as he finally shoved his neck into Louis’s neck, inhaling deeply, just needing to be calmed by the scent of Louis.

He froze and felt Louis tense as a reaction. Anger and dismay built up in his chest as he inhaled again, snuffling his nose against the skin of his mate’s neck.

“W-What…” he mumbled. He breathed in yet again. “What the fuck is this?!” he hissed, pulling back, looking at Louis’s face.

Guilt was written all over the omega’s expression, eyes red rimmed and shining with fear and nervousness. He was biting on his lip as he watched Harry’s face carefully.

“You smell like someone else Louis.” Harry growled, grip on Louis’s wrist tightening. “You smell like him.”

Saying that statement hurt Harry himself. He smelled Louis again just to make sure because no, this couldn’t be real. He just ran home to find Louis and reassure himself that the omega was all his, but now all he finds is that his mate smells like Max fucking George, the one he was afraid was going to ruin everything in the first place.

Louis’s mind clouded with different things on what to say. He wanted to defend himself, tell Harry that this wasn’t his fault. He wanted to apologize, say he was sorry for disobeying in the first place. He wanted to submit, promise Harry that he was all his, and that he shouldn’t worry about Max. Too much at one time. Louis was confused.

“Haz.” He choked out, hating the look of anger and displeasure on Harry’s face. Louis was his omega. It was his job to make him happy. He was failing though. He was upsetting the younger alpha.

“Don’t Haz me.” Harry growled, voice low and gruff. “Why the hell do you smell like Max, Lou?” he didn’t mean to be so harsh. But he couldn’t help it. Louis had gone off with Max when Harry had deliberately told him not to.

“I-I… it’s not m-my fault Hazza.” Louis whimpered. “He c-came up to Niall and I. I tried to make him go away. I tried to be good Harry. I wanted to listen to you. B-But he forced himself on me.” He whined, hating the burning glare Harry was giving him. He felt like he could melt into a puddle from the intensity of it.

He hated this.

“How?” Harry asked harshly. “What did he do to you? Why did you submit? You only submit to me.” Harry stated firmly.

“I-I know… I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He repeated, bearing his neck in submission to prove that he only submitted to Harry. “Only you, I’m sorry.” He insisted. He just wanted Harry to go back to normal. He wanted him to hug him and promise him that he wasn’t mad. That this was a misunderstanding and that he still loved him, and Max wasn’t a threat to either of them. He hated the suffocating presence that he was creating in his anger. It reminded him too much of how Max towered over him earlier that day, sending chills through his body.

Harry gave a rough grunt of approval at Louis’s actions. He was trying to calm himself down. At least Louis wasn’t arguing with him like last time. Maybe he had learned his lesson.

He went to go bite at his neck, something Harry usually did when he was feeling jealous, or possessive, wanting to leave more noticeable marks on his mates body as well as run his lips over the scar from where Harry had bit him those months ago. It felt more intimate to him, that was the evidence of their connection. Something that was not so easily broken.

Just as he was about to nip at the soft skin, ready to do everything in his power to get rid of Max’s smell on his mate, he saw it.

The angry red mark stood in contrast to the tan skin of Louis’s neck. It was more noticeable than Harry’s scar from their bond. A love bite.

That wasn’t put there by him.

“What is this?!” Harry roared, completely losing it. He had yelled at the omega using his alpha voice, his anger unleashing it without him even realizing it. He almost never used it, especially not with Louis. He knew how much Louis hated it and also how it even hurt the small omega’s ears sometimes. Harry had promised him he wouldn’t use it unless absolutely necessary, knowing that the minute he used that tone of voice Louis had no choice but to obey him and submit. And as stated before, that just wasn’t how their relationship worked.

Until now at least.

“Harry!” Louis shrieked in dismay, tears falling out of his eyes as he tilted his head more, knees feeling weaker as his ears rang, Harry’s words echoing in his head. He couldn’t believe that he had spoken to him in that voice. More tears fell as he rushed to explain, because that’s what Harry had asked for, and now he had no choice but to respond.

“I-it’s a love b-bite. M-Max he m-made me subm-mit and t-then he just…h-he nipped a-at me. I didn’t want i-it Haz, I p-promise.” Louis choked out around his tears. His ears were still ringing. He wasn’t used to this.

“Why did you let him do this?!” Harry growled. Louis was crying harder now, unsure of what to even do under the alpha’s harsh glare. “Look at me Louis.” He said, alpha voice being used again.

Louis cried out in pain, covering his ears as his eyes darted up too look into the dark green eyes of his alpha. This wasn’t him though. His Harry wouldn’t do this to him.

“I-I’m sorry, I couldn’t s-stop him!” Louis protested, shaking his head wildly.

“Bullshit.” Harry hissed, grabbing Louis’s elbow and pulling him into him. Louis whimpered in pain. “You are to never speak with him again.” Harry growled, alpha voice still going strong. Louis’s ears were ringing louder than ever. He couldn’t believe Harry could actually do this to him.

“W-Why are you doing this?!” Louis yelled. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!”

“Because you are mine!” Harry growled. His eyes were nearly black in anger. He was seeing red though. He had never cared about anything in his life more than Louis and the fact that Max was now going after him infuriated him to no end. He knew he shouldn’t be taking it out on Louis though, but he couldn’t stop.

“I k-know Harry!” Louis shouted, pulling away from the alpha’s harsh grip. “But stop this! You promised to never use your alpha voice on me! You’re hurting my ears! You’re hurting my arm!” Louis told him. Harry didn’t flinch, didn’t let his tense demeanor fall or the anger fade from his eyes. “You’re suffocating me Harry, please!” Louis begged. “I’m sorry.” He let out weakly.

“No.” Harry growled. “Tom was right. I’ve given you too much freedom. You’re mine and you need to know that. So does everyone else.”

“I do know that Harry! Stop this!” Louis was desperate. Because Harry was about to become what he had always feared.

“I’m your alpha. You’re my omega. My mate. You aren’t to talk with anyone unless I approve of them first. I don’t approve of Max or his friends. You aren’t to even look in their direction, do you understand.” Harry growled, alpha voice loud and clear.

Louis’s world felt like it was crashing down around him.

“I hate you!” Louis suddenly cried, ears aching from the amount of times Harry had used his voice on him. “You promised you were different! You said you wouldn’t do this to me!” Louis cried.

Harry felt his heart break when Louis said those three words to him. It just came out as more anger. Why did Louis have to be so defiant? He wouldn’t get like this if Louis just listened.

“Louis.” Harry said.

“No!” Louis said tearing himself from Harry’s grip. Louis was in utter turmoil. This wasn’t supposed to be happening. He was supposed to be listening to Harry. They were supposed to be happy. Harry was supposed to understand him. “S-Stay away from me.” Louis said backing up. “I just… I need to get out of here.” Louis rushed to make his way towards the front door. He was dizzy from Harry’s words, ears still ringing, heart aching.

“Stop, Louis.” Harry called, causing Louis to immediately freeze. He had no choice there as his hearing faded for a moment, so overwhelmed from Harry’s rough commands. Letting out a strangled cry and shaking his head, he forced himself to start moving again, not stopping until he was out of the house and running anywhere but there.

Harry remained in the living room, breathing heavy and head pounding. Everything in him was screaming to go after Lou and bring him back, he’s yours, protect, protect, claim, claim.

But the pain in his chest was too much. He needed to sit down and catch his breath.

He sunk down to sit on the couch and put his head in his hands, Louis’s three words ringing in his head.

I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.

Tears fell from his eyes.

No.

Louis couldn’t hate him.

He was his mate.

They were bonded forever.

He loved him.

But if he were Louis… God he’d hate him too

How could he let himself lose control like that? He did exactly what Liam and Zayn told him not to do. He became that alpha that Louis feared. He went over the edge and couldn’t get himself back. He scared his Louis. He hurt him. He made him hate him.

What was wrong with him?!

“Fuck.” Harry whimpered. In the fear of losing Louis, he had driven him away.

What if Louis wanted to leave him now? What if he wanted to go to Max?

He stood up and reached into his pocket, digging out his phone.

He knew he should be going after Louis, but he couldn’t find the strength to, too afraid that when he did find his mate he’d push him away again, that he’d be afraid of him.

He was a horrible alpha.

Instead he found himself calling a familiar number.

“Hello?” Liam answered the phone.

“Li…” Harry moaned, voice strangled and pained.

“Harry?” Liam asked in confusion. “You alright mate?”

“I fucked up Li.” Harry muttered. “Shit, I messed up so bad.”

“What did you do? Did you find Louis?” Liam asked in a hurry. He could hear that tone in Harry’s voice. The one that screamed: ‘something is wrong involving my mate; I don’t know what to do’. Liam was an bonded alpha himself, so he knew when something was up, when someone was feeling that kind of pain or desperation. Something was wrong with Louis.

“Yes.” Harry whined. “T-Then I drove him off. I scared him away, Li. He’s frightened of me.”

“What?!” Liam said. Alphas made their omega’s feel safe. They protected them. Why was Louis afraid of Harry? “Haz, what did you do?”

“I went off on him.” Harry said. “I did exactly what you told me not to. I became that alpha he feared. I treated him like a possession. Fuck… I used my voice on him Li. I promised I’d never do that. He was crying from the pain Liam. I’m a monster.” This had all happened just minutes ago, but in hindsight, it felt like days. He couldn’t believe he’d actually done that, that he was a completely different person a few minutes ago.

“Harry…” Liam said in disappointment. “…why?”

“He was with Max!” Harry roared. “He smelled like him! And the bastard even gave him a love bite on his neck! Right over my mark!”

“Niall said something about that… mention Louis being terrified to face you afterwards. He was innocent though. Ni said Max didn’t give Louis a choice, and the interaction was brief. It was Max’s fault Haz, not Louis’s. The lad loves you.”  Liam explained.

“No!” Harry cried out. “No, he said he hated me Li!” tears were flowing from his eyes again, faster than before. “You should have heard him. He turned around and said he hated me before running off. I don’t even know where he went, and I’m afraid to go find him! I’m weak!”

“Calm down Harry.” Liam hushed. He had sympathy for him. He didn’t know how he’d react if Niall had shouted at him saying that he hated him. He couldn’t picture the blonde saying such words to him. “I’ll have Niall call him. He’s an omega too. He can calm him down and make sure he’s okay while you give him space. You need to give him space now.”

“But what if he goes to Max?!” Harry rushed. “What if he’s going there right now?!”

“He wouldn’t do that to you, Harry. He still loves you, I promise. He’s just shaken up.” Liam assured. “I’ll call you when Niall gets in touch with him and gets him here. You just try to relax, okay.”

Harry hated the fact that he just had to sit here and do nothing. But Liam was right. He’d already messed up enough for one day.

“Yeah…” he said. “Okay.”

“I’ll talk to you soon mate.” Liam said. “Bye.”

“Bye.” Harry said, hanging up the phone. His stomach ached and his eyes stung.

He had such a bad feeling about this.

***

Louis was a wreck.

His ears were still ringing a bit, and he thought that if Harry had yelled at him anymore they would be bleeding.

His body was trembling as he sniffled, tears still falling.

He was walking around the streets in the fall without a damn coat, just wearing Harry’s t-shirt and sweatpants like before when he stormed out.

He pulled the collar of the shirt up and pressed his nose into it. It smelled like Harry. His Harry. Not that dominating alpha that had just smashed his heart.

His neck was aching as he was all too aware of the tingling scar on his neck. His longing for his alpha was hurting, but he didn’t know where his alpha was. That wasn’t Harry back at the flat. He refused to think it had been.

He knew he didn’t hate the younger boy. Harry was his mate. He loved him. Soul Bond or not. He needed him. But Harry had swore he’d never do that to him. He’d never hurt him. He’d never be that overbearing. He’d treat Louis properly. He’d care for him.

That wasn’t caring though.

That was practically abuse.

This is why he wished he wasn’t an omega.

He didn’t want this to be his life.

Dropping the fabric of the shirt back down to his chest, he wiped at his face. His phone had been ringing in his pocket, but he ignored it, knowing it was probably Harry, and definitely not wanting to speak to his mate at the moment.

He decided he was just going to go to Niall’s. He needed another omega to talk to. He needed comfort.

So he put his head down and kept walking, trying to ignore the worries in his head.

He let out a little sound of surprise when he walked into something.

“Sorry.” He rushed out, looking up to see who it was.

Fuck.

Why did everything have to work against him today?

“Long time no see, love.” Max chuckled as he eyed the distressed omega.

Louis flinched at his voice, not wanting to talk to him. No. He wasn’t allowed to talk to him. His ears started to ache again as he remembered Harry’s commands.

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?” Max teased, reaching out and petting Louis’s face, causing him to retract from the older male.

“Aww, what’s got your panties in a twist, baby?” Max hummed. “Why is a pretty thing like you so upset? Look at how red your eyes are. That’s not very attractive.”

Louis didn’t answer, still remembering Harry’s words. He didn’t think he’d have the strength to either way.

“Playing the silent game now, hmm?” Max questioned and of course received no answer. “Well look at that.” He suddenly said, lifting a finger to trace it over the mark he left on Louis’s neck. “I left a nice little mark. I bet dear old Harold loved that didn’t he.”

Louis let out a pathetic whine at the mention of his mate’s name.

“Oh… that’s the issue, isn’t it?” Max asked. “Harry saw and got mad. Yelled at the little princess? Hurt his feelings?”

Louis lowered his gaze as more tears welled in his eyes.

“Stop Max.” he whined.

“Ahh, so he speaks.” He muttered. “You shouldn’t worry about Harry, lovely. Not like you’ll have to put up with him for much longer.”

Louis tensed at the words. He felt Max lean in closer.

“Not now at least.” He whispered hotly in Louis’s ear.

“No…” Louis whimpered. “Please leave me alone.”

Max let out a little growl, pulling Louis closer to him.

“Don’t be like that Lou.” Max said. “You’re gonna be all mine. You’ll see then. I’m better for you than Harry. I mean, Harry hurt you.”

Louis let out a little cry. No. He didn’t want this. He loved Harry, despite what just went down.

“Come on Lou. I’ll make you feel good.” Max said, tugging Louis after him, turning to go in a different direction than Louis was heading.

“N-No… Harry.” Louis cried weakly.

“Don’t say his name.” Max growled. “Forget him. Come with me.” He growled in his alpha voice.

The tears fell freely after that. He suddenly really regretted ever arguing with Harry about Max in the first place. He regretted not just accepting the fact that Harry was right in the beginning. He regretted letting Max take advantage of him. He regretted running out after their fight just a little while ago.

Because he missed Harry now. He always missed Harry when he wasn’t with him. He missed Harry when he was out with Niall. He missed Harry when Max was trying to make a move on him. He missed Harry when Max said that he’d be better for Louis than Harry was. He missed Harry when Max dragged the helpless omega back to his flat. He missed Harry when Max trapped Louis in his bedroom and removed his clothes, yelling at him to be quiet and stop crying. He missed Harry when Max nipped at his skin and marked him. He missed Harry when he touched the places that were meant for Harry only. He missed Harry when Max knotted him and he felt the bond, that lovely feeling of being complete, in love, and everything wonderful that filled him when Harry had bit his neck and made him his, break, snapping and fading into an empty pit of nothing.

Because now he wasn’t Harry’s anymore.

***

Harry sat at the flat, tears still falling from his eyes. Anxiety and pain was a huge lump in his chest as he awaited to hear from Niall or Liam or even Louis himself.

It had only been an hour of Louis being gone when he felt it.

The horrible snapping in his chest, leaving him suddenly feeling cold and very empty.

He suddenly longed for the anxiety and pain back.

He let out a sob, not sure what the hell just happened, but he knew it wasn’t good. Louis was still gone, and he felt more alone than he ever had in his life.

What the hell had done?

***

Louis had been lying painfully still for the past hour, silent tears running down his face. After Max had knotted him, he just lay there, still and silent, not wanting to move, not wanting to do anything ever again. Max had just broken his and Harry’s bond. It was rare that a bond was broken, but if another alpha that your body thought would be a suitable mate came along and knotted you, the previous bond would be broken until they were knotted and bitten again.

Louis never thought that that would happen to him. He thought that Harry was it for him. That he was the perfect mate that there was no one out there better, more suited for him. He thought that even nature would agree with that.

But apparently not.

How was Max even supposed to be better for him? He was dominating, the very kind of alpha that Louis despised.

The hollowness in Louis’s chest was painful, making him just want to cry out and curl into a ball and not move until Harry had come back for him. And surely it was only a matter of time before Max woke up from where he had passed out beside him and finished the job, officially claiming Louis as his own.

The younger omega shivered at the thought.

No, he couldn’t let that happen.

He had to get back to Harry before that. There had to be a way.

Maybe he could fix this. If Harry will even take him back. Maybe this can all be a bad memory.

He just has to get out of this room without waking the other alpha up.

Louis turned to look at where Max lay sleeping beside him. He bit his lip, evaluating the peaceful look on Max’s face as he slept. One of his arms was draped careless over Louis’s waist as he lay in the same spot he was in when Max had tossed him onto the bed.

He could do this. He just had to move quietly and slowly.

Closing his eyes and taking a breath he slowly began trying to wriggle himself away from the older man.

He paused and let out a whimper as pain shot up his spine from his bum. Max definitely hadn’t been gentle.

Closing his eyes and taking another breath he began to move again, trying to carefully slip out of the bed.

It was a bit of a process, but somehow, he managed to get himself standing beside the bed, Max’s arm flopping to the mattress after Louis had slipped out from beneath it.

The alpha twitched in his sleep, causing Louis’s breath to catch, but luckily he stayed unconscious, causing him to sigh in relief.

Step one, complete.

Doing his best to remain silent, the aching omega gently began peeling his ripped clothes up off of the floor. His shirt had been ripped at the seam and the pants were frayed at the waistband causing them to not cling to Louis’s hips and them to sag low. He had to hold them up to make sure they didn’t fall to his ankles.

He felt more tears well in his eyes as he slipped the disheveled clothing on quickly. He knew that he couldn’t walk around in this clothes unless he wanted to look like a hobo and freeze to death as well as let everyone see his torso and boxers.

But it just had to get him to the of the building.

He reached blindly in the pocket of hi- Harry’s sweatpants and found his phone. The screen was cracked from the way Max had thrown everything to the floor, but the phone still worked.

Louis tossed one last glance over his shoulder to make sure Max was still sleeping before hurrying out of the bedroom and dashing towards the front door of the flat.

He thanked all the Gods in heaven the minute he shut the door to the flat.

That was also when he let out a sob.

Because everything he had in his life was gone now. It was all broken and ripped away from him.

And fuck he still really needed to get away from that place.

He hurried down the hallway, doing his best to find Niall’s contact on his phone as the shattered glass made everything harder to read.

He finally managed to dial the number and bring the phone up to his ear.

“Louis?!” Niall breathed happily into the phone.

“Nialler.” Louis whimpered.

“God Lou, we’ve been wondering where you are? Harry is going crazy! You need to go home Lou, I heard what happened but you really need to go home and fix this.” The other omega rambled on the other end of the phone. Louis let out more sobs when Harry was mention.

“N-Niall. I just…” he started, but broke off into more cries.

“Louis? What’s wrong? Other than the obvious.” Niall said sounding concerned.

“I-I just need you… t-to come and get me.” Louis managed to stutter as he walked slowly towards the stairwell of the building. He kept looking over his shoulder feeling paranoid that Max or another alpha would see him in this disheveled state. A now unbonded omega all theirs for the taking.

He shivered at the thought.

“From where? Lou where are you?” Niall now sounded very concerned and worried, hearing the fear in his friends voice.

“The b-building… across the street from the p-park. The one that…” he took a breath “M-Max lives in.”

“George’s place?!” Niall shouted, causing Louis to have to muffle another sob. “Lou, why are you there?” Niall was confused. Had Louis really run off to Max after his fight with Harry? Was he that stupid?!

“J-Just please c-come and get me. Y-You… n-not Harry.” He couldn’t face the young alpha yet. He just had to get himself together.

“Yeah alright.” Niall said, sounding like he was moving around on the other end of the phone. “I’ll be there in five Lou. Don’t worry.”

“H-Hurry please.” Louis begged weakly as he reached the bottom of the staircase that led out to the lobby of the building. He gnawed at his lip nervously. Thankfully there wasn’t many people here other than the doorman sitting at his desk, minding his own business. He had no choice but to sit here and wait until Niall got here, despite the fact that he looked like shit and his clothes were nearly in tatters.

Walking over, he sat on a bench by the front of the building by the window so he could see when Niall pulled up.

“Hey mate?” someone called from behind him, causing the omega to jump where he sat, spinning around with fear shining in his eyes. He saw the doorman, that he thought hadn’t even noticed him, standing a few feet away, eyeing Louis curiously with concern on his face.

“Are you alright man?” the guy asked.

“I-I’m fine.” Louis forced out. “Thanks.”

“You sure? You look like a proper wreck, no offense. Do you need anything?” the man offered nicely.

“I’m fine. J-Just waiting for someone.” Louis mumbled, looking away.

“Alright… if you’re sure. I’ll be over there if you need me.” The guy mumbled before walking back to his desk.

Louis could hear him mumble, “Poor Omega probably got raped.”

Louis shuttered and squeezed his eyes shut. He had no idea.

It was only a few more minutes before he saw the familiar car pull up in front of the building, causing a tidal wave of relieve to wash over him as he stood up.

“T-Thank you for your concern.” Louis managed to stutter looking towards the doorman.

“Sure thing mate. Take care of yourself.” The doorman smiled warmly. He must’ve been a beta because he clearly didn’t know what it was like to be an omega, Louis could just tell. Never mind the fact that the only other male omega he knew was Niall because they were so rare. And if he was alpha Louis would’ve been able to smell him, never mind the fact that he probably would’ve immediately tried to make a move on Louis in his vulnerable state.

Unless he was a kind alpha like Harry or Liam.

But you don’t find many of those these days.

Louis winced at the thought of Harry, the emptiness in his chest becoming a bit more painful

Louis grabbed the waist band of his sweats, tugging them up so they didn’t fall off of him before moving towards the door and hurrying outside.

He was getting away. Max wasn’t going to claim him.

The little fear in the back of his head that the older alpha would come running out behind him made his heart pick up and hurry towards Niall car faster.

“Thank you.” Louis said breathlessly as he threw himself inside of the car, sprawling out in the back seat. He didn’t want to move, just lay there and drown in his own self pity.

“Jesus Louis, what the hell happened to you?” he heard a voice that wasn’t Niall’s.

His head shot up in surprise, but he relaxed when realizing it was only Liam. He thought the blonde had brought Harry with him despite Louis’s request.

Louis went to open his mouth to answer, but he didn’t know what to say. The pain in his chest was too much, and his fear was still hanging over him like a storm cloud.

More tears fell from his eyes even thought he had thought that he had cried himself dry. More sobs came from his mouth as he covered his face with his hands and shook his head. He didn’t want to think of it. He didn’t want to remember it. He didn’t want it to be real.

“Lou!” Niall said. “Jesus, you’re scaring me! What happened to you? Why are you here?”

“M-Max..” he choked out “d-dragged me h-here…” he continued. “He… t-took me here, I-I swear I didn’t want t-to come. B-But he forced m-me and… h-he kno-..” he broke off into another sob.

“Oh God Lou, what did he do?” Liam growled, becoming very angry and nervous.

“Kn-knotted me.” Louis struggled to gasp out over his cries, before falling back into another fit of cries.

“That fucker.” Liam growled. “He fucking raped you. I’m gonna… fucking hell.” He was seeing red, so mad that Max had done this to his friend.

“Harry’s going have a fit. Gonna rip George’s throat out. I know it.” Niall spat.

At the mention of Harry’s name, Louis began to cry harder and Liam stiffened.

“Oh God…” Liam gasped. “D-Did…” he faded out as Louis continued to cry miserably. “The bond… did it… did he break it?”

Niall froze as he thought about it.

He knew it was possible for an alpha to break the bond between a pair if they knotted an omega. It was rare, nature having strange ways in deciding which alpha was good for what omega, but sometimes, the bond was broken to allow for a new mate.

Louis shook his head, not sure what message he was trying to convey. Liam and Niall stared at him in confusion, waiting for him to answer.

“I… I’m n-not Harry’s a-anymore.” Louis cried. “Max b-broke it. He did.”

“No…”  Niall muttered. He could only imagine the pain Louis was feeling. Both physical and emotional. Because a soul bond was more than just a psychological connection. It became a physical dependency too, to the point where if one lost their mate they could end up physically ill and weak to the point where they’d even have to be hospitalized. Niall had heard stories where a grieving alpha had died shortly after their omega had been killed in a car accident, literally dying of a broken heart.

“Harry’s had to have felt it.” Liam mumbled, putting the car into drive quickly as he had been driving. “He’s been on his own and the bond was broken. He must be hurting.” Liam’s mind was spinning as he thought of his friend being alone with the pain and confusion he must be feeling. He couldn’t imagine losing Niall, having their bond broken. He’d probably die.

“I-I didn’t want this!” Louis wailed. “I w-was upset and sc-scared, but I loved him. I-I still do. I didn’t want to b-be with Max o-or break our bond! I s-still want to be Harry’s!”

“I know Lou.” Niall mumbled. “Relax. Max didn’t claim you. You’re still Harry’s. This can be fixed.”

“Can it though?” Liam whispered under his breath looking at his mate. Niall sent him an anxious look. “I’ve never heard of someone re-mating after a bond between a couple had been broken. I’ve never heard of anything like this happening.”

Luckily Louis couldn’t hear their conversation over his cries. They didn’t want to scare the poor boy anymore.

“It has to work out.” Niall mumbled. “I don’t know anyone better for the two of them than each other. I don’t know how nature works. It’s Bullshit to think that Max fucking George is a better mate than Harry. The bond shouldn’t have been broken.”

“But it was.” Liam mumbled, driving slightly faster. “Let’s just get Louis home. They need each other either way. And hopefully this can be fixed.

“Lou..” Niall said turning around. “You need to calm down mate. We’re taking you home. You can talk to Harry. He will fix this. You’ll be bonded to him again in no time.”

“W-What if he hates me?!” Louis asked desperately. “T-This is exactly what h-he told me was going to happen! This is what he feared!”

“Yeah. He feared it because he loves you and he needs you. He isn’t going to be mad Lou, it’s not your fault.” Liam assured. “Just relax. We’ll be at your flat in five minutes.”

Louis did his best to listen to his friend. Liam was right. Sobbing his eyes out and getting more worked up wasn’t going to do anything. That wasn’t going to make the pain go away.

So he sat up a bit and looked out the window as silent tears continued to defy him and leak out of his eyes, along with the occasional sniffle. Niall and Liam kept sending pitying glances over their shoulders, but they remained silent.

Not much time had passed before they were pulling up in front Louis’s flat. It was too soon for the omega’s liking, but he knew that stalling wouldn’t do much good for any of them.

“Here we are.” Niall announced the obvious. “You should go in now Lou, Harry’s probably losing it.”

Louis remained silent, knowing that his friend was right.

“Don’t worry Lou. He loves you. He’s gonna be just as torn up as you are. But you’ll fix, the two of you. It’ll be okay.” Liam assured, reaching back awkwardly to pat the older man on the leg. Louis flinched at the alpha’s contact, causing Liam to withdraw.

“Yeah…” Louis finally managed mutter. “T-Thanks for getting me o-out of there. I love you guys. Really.”

“We love you too Lou. You and Harry both. Good luck. We’re sorry that this happened.” Niall responded, offering a timid smile before opening the door and sliding out of the vehicle.

He stood still for a moment, trying to get his thoughts together before going inside and also trying to ignore the growing ache in his chest.

He just needed Harry. If he saw Harry, everything would be better.

With one last breath, he made his way inside to face the most painful situation he’s ever had to deal with in his entire life.

The next moments were a blur as Louis made his way into his flat, opening the front door slowly, desperately fighting the building tears in his eyes. He had managed to let them dry up just a few minutes ago, he couldn’t start crying again.

He winced when the front door closed, making a louder noise than he had wanted.

“Louis?!” the all too familiar voice yelled as a response.

Louis closed his eyes, exhaling slowly as he heard the footsteps of Harry rushing to come meet him.

“Lou!” Harry breathed out as he appeared from the hallway. He looked the worse Louis had ever seen, hair all mussed up, eyes read and cheeks blotchy. Instead of having this safe and powerful presence about him, he seemed weak and wounded.

The two froze, staring at each other, eyes locked but emptiness between them. Of course they still cared about and loved each other, that came without the bond because they were them and they would love each other even if they could never be mates again. But the connection, the warm pull drawing them to one another was absent. Louis felt oddly disconnected and out of place in his own home.

“Haz…” Louis croaked out.

The panic that filled Harry’s pair of green eyes in that moment was painful. He could feel it missing. He felt it for the past two and half hours. He had his suspicions of what it could be, what could be gone, but he didn’t think it was possible, didn’t want to believe it.

But now Louis was standing there, looking horrible and broken, and no it couldn’t be.

Harry suddenly dashed over so he was right in front of the smaller omega. One of his large hands moved to grip Louis’s hip, feeling the bare skin that was exposed from Louis’s ripped shirt and loose, drooping pants.

The alpha shoved his face into the crook of Louis’s neck, burying his nose in the warm skin and inhaling. Louis just squeezed his eyes shut and tilted his head to the side to give Harry better access.

A high pitched whine escaped Harry as he nuzzled more into Louis’s neck, trying desperately to find his scent, the part of Harry that was always mingled in with Louis because Louis was his and no, why wasn’t it there?

The alpha cringed when he smelled the stale scent of Max coming off of Louis, making him tense and the hair on the back of his neck stand on end, but he was too scared, too completely destroyed to even feel one hint of anger towards his rival alpha at the moment. That wasn’t priority.

Pulling away, Harry’s eyes searched the skin for the scar, the scar that had to be there because Harry put it there and it was supposed to be there forever. Louis was supposed to be his forever.

But it wasn’t there and Louis didn’t smell normal and Louis was sobbing quietly now and Louis was there but at the same time he also wasn’t because this wasn’t his Louis.

And it was all falling to place. The emptiness, the smell, the pain radiating off of the omega in waves. It was staring him right in the face, Harry’s mind just refused to accept it.

But now it was like one big punch to the gut.

Because this was what he was afraid of, what couldn’t happen because he wasn’t sure if he’d be okay if it did.

Neither of them really knew what it was, the sound that escaped the young alpha. It sounded like a dying animal, a broken howl, cry, some form of the word no being tied in.

“N-No..” Harry sobbed after crying out like that, clinging to Louis tightly. “No, no, n-no. M-Mine…?”

Louis had never heard anything more heartbreaking. Never seen Harry like this before. So broken.

Louis did his best to keep his composure and not just drop to his knees right there. He couldn’t.

When the omega didn’t give confirmation, didn’t say ‘yes, I’m yours’ he let out another horrid cry, backing away and shaking his head frantically.

“Don’t leave me.” He managed to get out, tears falling from his eyes quickly. “P-Please... I-I can’t… you can’t leave me.”

Louis stood frozen, staring at Harry’s broken expression while his composure slowly slipped as well. He couldn’t managed to get the words out. He didn’t know where to start. So he stood there silently, letting silent tears cascade down his face.

And Harry didn’t know what to do with himself. He wanted to rip all the hair out of his head, claw his own eyes out, slowly skin himself and then rip his heart out of his chest because all that pain would be easier, would be better than what he was feeling now.

Because it happened. Louis went to Max. Max broke the bond. Max took Louis away from him and now Louis was only here to tell Harry it was over, that Harry wasn’t his life anymore.

Max won the one battle that Harry knew his life depended on.

Harry couldn’t even feel a hint of dominance in him anymore. Couldn’t feel the urge to fight, to protect, to stand up for himself because losing Louis had even the alpha inside Harry cowering in pain.

“Please…L-Lou… I’m sorry. Y-You can’t leave. This c-can’t be over. D-Don’t do this to me.” Harry cried pathetically.

And he really just wanted nothing more than to just die right now.

“H-Harry.” Louis cried. “I-I’m so sorry.”

“Y-You’re leaving… no… please.” Harry whined. He moved back over to where Louis stood and grabbed onto him again, face going back to the crook of his neck. He hated that he smelled like Max. Hated that his own mark was absent and Max’s love bites covered the skin. It made his chest ache, but he couldn’t pull away. This was Louis. He had to be close to him.

So he just rubbed his face against the tanned skin of the omega, trying fruitlessly to get Louis to smell like Harry again. To make Louis his like this never happened.

“N-no Hazza. Stop. I d-don’t wanna leave you.” Louis finally managed to get out. “Please don’t push me a-away Harry. I’m s-sorry. I didn’t want this. I-I love you.”

“T-Then why?” Harry croaked, not pulling away from Louis’s neck. He pressed himself impossibly closer to the smaller man. “Why Lou? I can’t… please…” he didn’t even know what he was asking for, it all just hurt so much. He couldn’t think straight.

“H-He made m-me Hazza.” Louis cried out, wrapping his arms around Harry and gripping him tightly. “D-Dragged me back to h-his flat and tore my c-clothes off. Wouldn’t let me move. I had n-no choice Harry. He knotted me. God it h-hurt so bad Harry!” he sobbed, burying his face into Harry’s shoulder much like Harry’s in his.

Harry clung to him tighter. He could feel anger boiling in his stomach now. The first hint of it since his heartbreak. But as it combined with everything, it just made it all worse. Max had hurt Louis, hurt his Louis, and he wasn’t there to stop it. He wasn’t there to protect him like an alpha should. This was his fault.

“I wasn’t there.” Harry croaked. “I wasn’t there and I lost you. I-…” he started but cut off into a sob. “’M so sorry Lou… fuck.”

“Wanted you.” Louis mumbled into Harry’s skin. “Wanted you so bad. Wanted to come back to you. He wouldn’t let me though Haz. You were right. I’m sorry I didn’t listen. I’m sorry this happened. I’m so sorry.”

“Shh..” Harry hushed pulling away from his neck reluctantly and moving his hands up to cup Louis’s face. “Don’t apologize. Don’t. I pushed you away. I-I hurt you. And I’m-… so sorry. Then I let him hurt you.” He turned and looked away, biting his lip.

“Fuck, I’m pathetic.” Harry spat at himself harshly, releasing Louis and walking a few steps, running a hand through his hair. “I’m a horrible excuse for an alpha! Can’t protect you! I just hurt you! Let him take you from me! No fucking wonder the bond was broken! No wonder he’s better for you than me! I’m so pathetic and…” he faded out, fists clenched and heart racing in his chest. The anger, the pain, the desperation, the disgust he felt at himself.

It was all just too much.

Letting out a shout, he spun around and let his fist collide with the wall there.

Louis flinched and gasped at the loud bang that echoed through the flat, eyes wide as he looked at the hole Harry’s fist was sunk into.

The pain on his face was obvious, the alpha’s whole hand was probably shattered, but he couldn’t care less. It took away from the everlasting ache in his chest.

He withdrew his hand from the hole in the wall and just sunk to the ground, back sliding down the cracked surface.

“I d-deserve this.” He whimpered. “I lost you and… I deserve this because there’s obviously better than me. Your own body even thinks so. I’m not good enough. Your leaving.”

His anger had drained and he was back to being desperate and heartbroken.

“No Harry.” Louis pressed. “I-I don’t want to leave you. I don’t want this to be o-over.” More tears were streaming down his cheeks. They just wouldn’t stop.

“You want better Lou!” Harry snapped, not being harsh, just feeling hurt. “You want better…” he mumbled. “You need someone better than me.”

“N-No… I don’t.” Louis squeaked weakly.

“The bond was broken for a reason. You found a more compatible mate.” Harry rasped. The words were like knives in his throat. He couldn’t believe he was saying them. But despite how much it hurt, he needed to make sure Louis got what was best for him.

“Fuck that!” Louis said. “Fuck nature! Fuck whatever power thinks that Max is better for me than you! T-That’s not true Haz. He was horrible to me! Treated me like a prize! He doesn’t love me! Not like you! No one is like you! I need you! Not him! I need you back! I can’t lose you! I can’t Haz! This is killing me!”

Harry just sat there, head in his hands, leaning against his knees. He hated this. So much.

“Harry please…” Louis pleaded. “I w-want to be yours. I-I didn’t mean it when I said I hated you before. It was wrong of me. I didn’t mean it.”

Harry didn’t move, just squeezed his eyes shut more, Louis’s angry words from earlier ringing in his head.

Louis took a few steps closer to the alpha on the floor. He hadn’t been a good omega. Too rebellious. Not submissive enough. Look where it got him.

He remember Max yelling at him to listen and keep his mouth shut. He had to call him ‘Alpha’. He had to submit, because that was his role.

Maybe if Louis had done that with Harry, none of this would have escalated to this extent.

“Please, Alpha.” Louis begged, kneeling before the younger boy. Harry’s head snapped up at the name Louis called him. The omega just gave a timid smile, tears falling from his eyes betraying his forced confidence as he tilted his head, bearing his neck in submission.

“No!” Harry whined out desperately.

Louis was taken aback. Why was Harry so upset by that? He was just trying to make him happy. Trying to get Harry to claim him again.

“I don’t want you to submit to me!” Harry protested. “I want you to be sassy! I want you to argue with me until I want to rip my hair out, but just end up kissing you instead because you have that adorable victorious smile on your face! I want you to give me a hard time and make me go insane just so you can put me back together again! I don’t want a spineless sex slave! I want my mate back!” Harry cried. “I want you back Louis, I’m so sorry.”

“I’m sorry...” Louis whimpered. “I-I just thought-”

Harry cut him off but grabbing him and tugging him into his body. Louis fell into his chest with a little oof before the alpha wrapped him up in strong arms, slotting his face in the crook of his neck again, going back to the task of nuzzling against the skin and trying to leave his scent there.

“I need you Louis. The real you.” Harry whined. “I need you so much. Please. Don’t let me go. I need you. Don’t let me go.” He repeated.

Louis’s breath caught in his throat and he shook his head, trying to say that no, I won’t let you go Harry, I love you.

“I won’t Haz. If you’ll have me. Please have me. I want you.” Louis said, pressing his nose into Harry’s soft curls.

“I’ll always have you. Always.” Harry insisted, squeezing back tears.

It was quiet between the two of them for a moment.

“Why did you submit like that? You never play helpless omega. That’s not you.” Harry mumbled into the skin of Louis’s neck which was wet from Harry’s hot breath and tears.

“I just… M-Max said… that’s what I needed to do.” He admitted carefully.

“I’m not Max.” Harry growled.

Louis bit his lip, tensing at Harry’s tone. The alpha immediately gripped him tighter, kissing his neck softly to apologize for sounding angry.

“I-I know… but he said... that’s why you d-didn’t want me.” Louis mumbled.

Harry pulled back to look into Louis’s eyes.

“Don’t want you?” he gasped.

Louis rushed to explain.

“He sa-said that’s why we’ve been arguing so much. C-Cuz you didn’t want me a-anymore. That y-you just wanted a mate for sex, a-and you were g-getting frustrated t-that I wasn’t m-more submissive and good f-for you.” Louis said, remembering the other alpha’s harsh words from earlier when he was tearing Louis’s clothes from his body.

“God I hate him.”Harry seethed. “Not true Louis. That’s absolutely not true. I love you. Not the sex. You.”

Louis just whimpered and pressed himself closer to Harry.

“Take me back.” He mumbled a few seconds later. “Claim me again. I need to be yours.”

Harry gripped Louis tighter.

“Are you sure you want still want me?” Harry ground out. He wanted to just agree with the omega and not question anything any further, but he failed Louis as his alpha once. He couldn’t let Louis be unhappy with him.

“Only you.” Louis mumbled. “You know that.”

Harry just nodded into Louis’s neck, continuing to kiss softly at the skin.

“I just…” Louis pulled away a bit, causing Harry to whine. Was he regretting his words already? “What if it doesn’t work Hazza?” he asked, fear laced in his words. “I’ve never heard of a bond being reformed after it’s been broken. Usually they go their separate ways, and they have to find new mates. What if we lost our one chance?” tears were in his eyes as he looked desperately at the alpha before him.

“Don’t say that.” Harry breathed. “No… we’ll make this work baby. I promise. Even if we can never have that bond. I’ll stay unmated forever as long as you’ll still love me.”

“N-No I can’t ask you to give that up for me… you need a mate Haz.” Louis said, tears still falling.

“I had one. You’re it for me Lou. It’s you or no one.” Harry said, pulling his head away to look Louis in the eye.

“M-Me… please let it be me.” Louis whimpered, tilting his head, trying to send the silent message to have Harry nuzzle back into his neck. He liked that. It made him feel like everything was normal. Like Harry was just being typical him, trying to get him to smell like Harry so no alpha tried to make a move on him, or he was just being cozy and loving, wanting to be close to Louis. He did it all the time, and the actions just screamed Harry, and it was comforiting.

The younger boy took the invitation and buried his face back in warm skin and LouisLouisLouis.

He made a little noise of disapproval and desperation.

“Y-You don’t smell like me at all.” He mumbled. “Just Max. I still smell him on you. It won’t go away.”

“Maybe I should go shower.” Louis said. “It may help… and I just… I need to get this disgusting feeling off of me. I don’t want to be with you still feeling Max on me.”

“Let me come. I’ll wash your hair for you like you like.” Harry said. He just didn’t think he could bare to let Louis out of his sight despite the fact that he knew he’d just be in the other room.

“N-No… I need to be by myself.” Louis said. He just didn’t want Harry to see him bare right now. Not when he felt Max’s traces, the bruises and marks all over his skin. Never mind the fact that there was probably blood and other stuff on him.  He just couldn’t let Harry see him like this. Not now.

“Lou.” Harry whimpered pressing his forehead against the shorter lad’s. His green eyes were pleading and pained. He hated this.

Louis leaned forward and kissed Harry on the lips.

“I need to clean myself up Haz. I’ll be out in fifteen minutes.” Louis promised.

“I love you.” Harry said as Louis pulled away.

“I love you too Hazza.” He mumbled, wiping his face.

Harry then registered how disheveled Louis’s clothes were. He bit his lip, knowing the answer, but feeling like he had to ask.

“What happened to your clothes?” Harry rasped.

Louis froze and looked down at his ripped shirt and sagging sweats.

“He uh… w-wasn’t exactly gentle.” Louis muttered. Harry looked down, fists clenching. “I’ll be down in a few minutes.” Louis said before hurrying out of the room.

Harry stood there for a moment. He wasn’t exactly sure how to feel. The emptiness in his chest was obviously still there and aching. His anger and jealousy was boiling over. His need to make sure that Louis was okay was making his mind spin. And his desperation to just have Louis back as his mate again was killing him.

He knew that this wasn’t over, that they’d figure something out and fix this.

But they weren’t even sure if they could fix the bond or if things would ever be normal again.

So you couldn’t really blame him when he stumbled back into the wall in tears and sank to his knees again, sobs racking his body.

Because this was all just so fucked up.

*

Louis stood in the bathroom, staring at himself in the mirror. His eyes were red and still full of tears. His cheeks were blotched and damp from all the crying, lip bitten and raw. He looked a proper wreck.

And that was just his face.

He sighed and stripped off his mangled clothes, tossing them to the floor and turning on the water. He didn’t want to look down at his body to see the bruises and marks that Max had left. He just needed to wash this dirty and used feeling off of him.

Letting out a breath, he stepped into the scalding water, not even wincing at the burn, just wanting to drown out his pain and problems.

***

Louis returned downstairs twenty minutes later, giving up on trying to get rid of that disgusting feeling he head, having already scrubbed his entire body nearly raw. Now he just felt that ache in his chest to get back down to Harry.

He let out a choked whimper when he saw Harry with his back against the wall, him not moved from where Louis had left him. He had his head buried in his arms and Louis could feel the distress coming off the alpha in waves, bond or not.

“Hazza.” Louis called out painfully. Harry’s head snapped up, and he was immediately on his feet, at Louis’s side in seconds, long arms wrapped around the boy’s torso. He buried his face in Louis’s neck yet again, inhaling and praying that Max’s scent had been washed away.

But he could still smell the faint remnants of the alpha on Louis’s body. Max knotting him had left Louis connected to the alpha in ways he didn’t want to be. While Max wasn’t his mate, at this point he could be considered his.

Harry hated it.

“I n-need to get rid of it.” Harry fretted. “Still smell like him. I can’t… can’t stand that Lou. Come on. I’ll take care of you. I’ll knot and bite you. You’ll be mine again.”

“Harry…” Louis sighed in nervousness. He looked down at his feet. “I want that. I d-do… but we still don’t know if it will work.”

Harry made that heartbreaking sound again, though it was quieter and more controlled than before, as he gripped the omega tighter. Louis had lost count of how many times this pained noise had escaped Harry’s lips since he had gotten back. He honestly didn’t want to know. He hated it.

“I’ve been sitting here fretting over that since you got into the shower Lou. I-I can’t think about it anymore. I just… we need to try. We have to.” Harry said.

Louis analyzed the alpha’s eyes, only seeing determination and love in the emeralds.

“Alright.” Louis breathed. “Yeah Haz. I love you.” He mumbled, reaching out to grab the younger boy’s hand.

Harry pulled him closer so they were chest and chest, moving his hands up to cup Louis’s face as he brought their lips together forcefully. He poured everything into the way he moved his lips, trying to show Louis just how much he needed this; how much he needed him.

It wasn’t long before Harry was slipping his hands under Louis’s thighs, hoisting the boy up into his arms with a growl. Louis just went with it, wrapping his legs around Harry’s waist and keeping his grip tight around his neck.

Harry made quick work of carrying Louis up to the bedroom, just wanting to gogogo and claimclaimclaim. Because Louis was his and he needed that whole feeling back instead of this horrid emptiness.

He was gentle though. He knew from the fear and nervousness in Louis’s eyes how harshly Max had treated him and Louis never deserved to be in pain. He laid him down on the bed carefully, removing his clothes slowly and kissing every inch of skin that was revealed as he went.

Louis had tears in his eyes by the time they were both stripped down. The amount love Harry was showing and how cared for he felt was overwhelming, because this is what he wants, what he needs for the rest of his life.

The rest was just a mess of gentle movements, hot, sweaty, body’s tangled up and sliding against one another and a mess of lips on skin and moans. Little breathy “I love you”s , “Please don’t ever leave me”s, and “I’m so sorry”s were exchanged between quiet sobs and thrusts.

Finally, Louis bared his neck, silently pleading Harry to sink his teeth into the boy’s skin. Harry’s glossy green eyes stared intently at Louis’s face before he released a choked moan, bowing his head and biting hard into junction of Louis’s neck where it meets his shoulder as white hot pleasure blinded him.

Louis cried out from both pleasure and pain and just being so overwhelmed with everything that was Harry. He gripped onto the alpha above him tightly, eyes squeezed shut as he felt the familiar warmth flood through his system.

He continued to cry, sobs coming out harder and louder as tears flowed down his face. Harry’s jaw went lax and he pulled back to lick soothingly over the wound he made, his own hot tears landing on Louis’s tanned skin, mixing with his saliva and the small amount of blood.

Harry continued to nip and bite at Louis’s neck, both gently and roughly at certain points, wishing he could leave these scars all over Louis’s body. Enough so everyone knew Louis was taken. Everyone knew that he was Harry’s.

“I love you.” Louis cried in relief as Harry collapsed on top of him, exhausted and boneless. Harry didn’t respond right away, just nuzzling his face into Louis’s neck some more and placing constant kisses over his fresh mark, silently praying that this one would be there forever.

“You’re mine.” Harry hummed. “Mine now and forever. I’m not losing you again.”

“I’m not going anywhere.” Louis promised, eyelids heavy. He felt light and fuzzy, but sated. The hole in his chest was gone, and he was just surrounded by everything Harry. 

And right now, everything felt okay again. Because it worked. They were bonded. They were mates again.

“Sleep.” Louis pleaded, shifting so he was a bit more comfortable. Harry just nodded, resting his head back on his pillow so Louis could lean against the alpha’s chest.

They fell asleep knowing that when they woke up the other would still be there, right by their side.

WOW THAT WAS LONG! AND IT'S ONLY PART ONE :D

Hopefully that wasn't too rough on you all. It's something new from me and Nicole (doggynikki97) REEALLLY liked it from what I gathered so she made me post this (hence her dedication). It's something for me to post since break is over and I didn't update anymore like I had hoped :( I'm sorry about that. 

ughh school tomorrow. kill me :((

Don't Let Me Go by Harry Styles and Sam McCarthy in the sidebar because the title. Jealous Harry gif above that because you know... no one can touch Louis but him :) 

so, you know the drill chipmunks.

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