louis combed through Harry's hair watching as the younger boy slept, he kissed his forehead and got up. he checked the time it was midnight he went out the room and into the basement switching on the light to see an unconscious nick Grimshaw he was taped to a chair. louis went up to the table filled with his 'toys.'

he picked up a pocket knife not wanting kill him so quickly he walked over to the man cutting a long line across his arm nick screamed in pain louis didn't care how loud he screamed the basement was soundproof. "morning grimshit." louis said a sinister smirk across his face. "sorry to say but I think todays the day." louis taunted nicks been kept in the basement for a week now every night getting tortured until louis felt satisfied. "no no no no please Tomlinson." nick begged. "oh, shut up." louis rolled his eyes. "why am I even here?" nick asked tears streaming down his face he watched as louis went back to the table picking up one weapon then another trying to decide which one to use. "well, you see nick you tried to take what's mine." louis said picking up a machete admiring his reflection. "what?" nick breathed. "don't act dumb Grimshaw I saw you fucking staring the fucking flirting." louis shouted getting annoyed fast walking to nick and pointing the machete to his neck. "i-im sorry i-i shouldn't have done that I'll stop just please let me go." nick begged. "you wish." louis muttered slitting nicks throat he watched as the blood gushed out laughing sinisterly.

"l-loubear?" louis' neck snapped at the direction the voice was coming from. 'shit.' "hazza." louis breathed not having an explanation that good for this. "what are you doing?" harry asked tears starting to fall. "harry baby no please don't cry." louis said quickly going over to his boyfriend. "d-don't touch me." harry stuttered backing away scared of louis. louis stopped 'why was he scared?' "haz I would never hurt you; you know that." louis muttered trying to walk over to the scared boy again tears glossing his eyes scared that his boyfriend might leave him the only good that happened to the only thing that made him feeling something the thing that he went back to killing for. "how could I be sure a-after that... you killed my best friend." harry sobbed louis ran to him hugging him despite Harrys best efforts to push him away he tightened his grip. "harry baby I promise." louis whispered kissing the boy's forehead calming harry down as much as harry hated to admit it he still loved louis he doesn't even know if he's strong enough to leave him. "louis." harry muttered. " yes babe?" louis breathed feeling the boy become less tense. "please just don't do it again." Harry sighed admitting defeat he was too gone for the boy.