The Tomlinsons were going on a trip to the picturesque little town of Holmes Chapel, with a ten-year-old Louis, a three-year-old Dotty and a barely one-year-old Mia; they wanted to go somewhere calm and different from Doncaster to take a break from all the work they had because of their business.

There was an amazement-park in the centre of that town and Ellie had convinced Charles to take the children there to have a little fun, because at that time all the alpha wanted to do was go around the centre and visit the golf courts. But Ellie knew perfectly well that this was not something that would amuse her little puppies, so they were going to see the clown parade and buy some sweets for her children, but the problems began when Louis refused to get on the Ferris wheel.

"Mommy, can you come with me?" The young alpha begged his mother.

"I have to keep an eye on your sisters, Louis. I can't go with you this time." The omega replied.

"Papa?" The kid asked, but Charles looked around, with disgust printed on his face, and shook his head.

"There is absolutely no way that I'll be getting into that stupid thing. Get into a proper alfa-like game that is for you, not that omega-like shitty game."

The little boy's smile faded little by little and tears began to flood his eyes. He wiped them with his fists and pretended that nothing was wrong, because the last thing he wanted was to make his father angry and for him to tell him what he always said, that alphas don't cry.

But the crying of a child interrupted his thoughts, and apparently his mother heard it too, as they both looked at a woman who was trying to calm a little curly boy of about six or seven years old, who was crying for some reason. Louis's alpha wanted to know why that little boy was crying and to calm him down. Did someone hurt him? His mother didn't want to buy him candy floss? Louis thought he might share the candy his mother had kept in her bag for later.

"Mom, please. Come with me." The boy cried out.

"Hazzie, I can't go with you to the Ferris wheel. I have to keep an eye on the game your sister is in right now. Why don't you wait a second so you both can enjoy the game you want?" The woman suggested, she had no idea on how else to stop his baby from crying and that could be clearly seen in her face. Ellie walked towards her, a little shy.

"Because Ella doesn't want to go into the game with me." The young boy replied, making a pout with his lips.

I'm sorry to bother, but I couldn't help to hear that your young one wants to hop into the Ferris wheel?" Louis' mother started, the omega looked at her with a bright smile. The little green-eyed boy hid behind his mother immediately.

"Oh, yes. But I can't go with him, but my daughter is in another game and he is too young to go by himself, say less to such a big game."

"My son also wants to hop into that game, but neither my husband or I can go with him, and I thought it would be a great idea if they go together. What do you think?" Ellie suggested, and the other omega smiled with happiness.

Meanwhile, Louis was staring at the little boy, who he identified as an omega, with curiosity. His curls falling gracefully and his huge green eyes looking back at him curiously from behind his mother's legs, his little fists clenching the fabric of the omega's jeans... Louis could almost swear that he had never seen such a beautiful omega before.

"Hi!" The young alpha said, the curly boy hid even more behind his mother's legs. Why was an unknown alpha speaking to him? "Don't be scared, I am not a rude alpha. What's your name?"

"Lou, darling," Ellie called, gaining the attention from the young blue-eyed boy, "you will be going into the game with this young boy. Are you okay with that?"

"Yeah." Louis replied and extended his arm to where the green-eyed omega was "Let's go! There is a Ferris wheel waiting for us."

The other omega, who Ellie now knew was called Jane, encouraged her puppy to take the boy's hand. And the curly one took it with a little doubt in his movements, Louis began to walk without letting go of the little one towards the attraction, followed by his mothers and an unhappy Charles who looked at them from a distance with a frown. He was so embarrassed that people could see his own son holding the hand of a male omega, even if it was with the most innocent and childish intention of going to a game at the amazement-park.

"What's your name?" Louis asked again.

"My name is Harry, but my mommy and sister call me Hazzie. You can also call me like that if you want to." The green-eyed boy answered with a shy smile.

"You have a beautiful name, it suits you." Louis said and Harry's cheeks blushed in a bright red colour.

"Thank you. I heard your mum called you Lou, can I also call you like that?" The curly boy asked shyly, Louis nodded with a big smile as he stood next to Hazzie, behind an alpha who was also on the queue to get onto the Ferris wheel

The queue got shorter and shorter, until finally after a few minutes the little ones were able to get on the game, Louis was still holding Hazzie's hand. At some point the omega released his hand to cling to the metal of the seat where they were sitting and look at the view, but the little Hazzie did not take into account that there was a very large space between them and the ground. He decided to look down and was paralyzed when he saw the height at which they were, Louis smelled the fear in the little boy's scent and hugged him by the shoulders.

"Don't worry Hazzie, I will protect you." The alpha tried to calm him down and the little one rested his head on the boy's shoulder. The little alpha smelled the soft but very sweet scent from the omega and a bright smile appeared on his face. "Your scent is very nice, Hazzie, it's like my favourite cake, except yours is a million times better."

"Your scent is also very good, like my favourite days when my mom reads me stories. Do you like stories, Lou? I can tell my mom to invite you to read some." Louis nodded with a smile and started looking at the stars, still holding Hazzie. Lou forgot for a moment that he was also terrified of heights, because there, protecting his little Hazzie, he felt invincible.

The ride was about to come to its end and Lou never let go of Hazzie, principally because his heartbeat was fast and the butterflies in his tummy were doing a lot of twisting and spinning, and no one could really say any less about Hazzie, who was beginning to fall asleep on Lou's shoulder.

"You know, my mother always tells me that when I find my omega I will feel it here," he pointed his finger at his chest, the omega looked at him attentively with his eyes wide open, "and at this exact moment, I feel like my heart is going to burst out off my chest."

"Is that good or bad?" The younger boy asked with innocence and surprise, Lou smiled at him and hugged him a little tighter.

"It is good, amazing. Hazzie, I think you are my omega. Would you like to be my omega?"

"Hmmmm... But we are too young, Lou. That is something that older people do." Hazzie answered unsure, and Louis shrugged.

"We can wait until we are older, if that's what you want," Lou said with a smile, "but I really think that you are my omega. Don't you feel on your chest and belly those butterflies telling you that I am your alpha?"

"I feel like a million butterflies are dancing in my belly, but I'm not sure." Replied Hazzie with a forced smile.

"I think that is what you are supposed to feel." The young alpha assured with confidence, the eyes of the young and naive omega started shining like stars in the sky.

"Then you are my alpha!" Hazzie screamed with joy and hid his face on Louis' neck, who later kissed him on the forehead.

The beta who was working on the game panel unfastened their seat belts once the ride was over, both children went down holding hands, excited to tell their mothers that when they grew up they would be a couple.

"Mommy. Louis said that I will be his omega when we get older, can he be my alpha?" Hazzie asked with joy, Jane and Elli smiled at how happy and innocent the little boy was, but she nodded.

"First he has to promise that he is going to take care of you, darling. I won't let him steal my puppy that easily." Jane answered, leaving a soft and fast kiss on the omega's head, not letting go of Stella's hand.

"Mommy! I felt it here, like how you told me the other day!" A happy Louis said, printing to his chest for the second time in the day.

"Why don't we take a picture? So they can remember this day when they get older." Jane suggested, and both kids thought it was an amazing idea. They took a beautiful picture, they were hugging in front of the Ferris wheel, with huge smiles and shining eyes.

"Can we visit the rest of the park with Hazzie and his mom?" The young alpha asked, but before Ellie could nodd, Charles spoke with a noticeable frown.

"No, it's getting late and we have to go back to the hotel." The alpha said, he was quite angry with the fact that his son was holding the hand of a male omega, and what made it even worse was that the nonsense talk about them being alpha and omega, a fucking male omega.

"Can we take Harry?" The young blue-eyed boy asked, still holding Hazzie's hand, he didn't want to leave without his omega.

"No, and don't throw any tantrums or you'll see what the consequences are when we get to the hotel. We're leaving." Charles ordered and began to walk without waiting for his family, Louis pouted and looked at the small omega.

"See you later, Hazzie. I promise I'll find you one day." He said goodbye and gave the boy a small kiss on the cheek, who nodded and gave him a kiss on the cheek as well.

"We will keep in touch, Jane." Mrs. Tomlinson said before walking away from her, holding a sad Louis's hand and leaving a crying Hazzie in her mother's arms.

That was their first promise ever, from the innocence of a childhood love that would later become a love that perhaps they still don't understand, but it was definitely a bond that no one could break.

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The days had been a lot of things for Harty, but not easy. They had kept him tied to the same chair for over a week, they only let him go to the bathroom when he needed to and then he returned to the same place. That dirty building had become the only thing he saw, the same four walls, the same alphas who were going to bother him and the same questions.

"I swear I don't know anything! Please!" He begged on a tired sob, the alpha in front of him cutted open the same wound into his abdomen once more, and a scream tore from Harry's mouth.

"You have to know something about them, omega!" He yelled. "You can't just sleep with your boss and not get some information out of him, so talk once and for all or I swear to god that I'll keep cutting."

He was already tired, his body was crying out to be left alone and his mind was lost. But he really didn't know anything. What did they want from him? It was clear that Louis wasn't looking for him, and it was more than clear that they wouldn't get anything from him. Why not just kill him once and for all?

Another cut was made, this time on his neck, and a scream filled of pain broke the silence of the place.

"Enough!" Another voice said, showing his presence, and the alpha leaned into the curly-haired man's ear.

"We're not done here, pretty boy." He placed a soft kiss on Harry's cheek and left.

"Clean him up, the boss wants to see him." Ordered that voice.

Several omegas approached Harry and untied him. Several days had passed since he stopped having the strength to fight, so he just let them do what they wanted to him. He had already accepted his fate. The omegas took him to another room that he had never entered, it was not the bathroom they took him to or the door through which he had entered. It was a small room with a white bathtub at the end of it, there was a chair just like the one it was in the other place and some scissors and razors on a small table.

"Take off your clothes." One of the girls ordered, Harry shook his head and walked as far away as possible from them.

"We'll just clean you up so the boss can see you. We're not going to hurt you." Said the other in a soft voice. "We're also here against our will after all."

After a slight nod, Harry started to get rid of his clothes. None of the girls looked at him as they kept their eyes on the floor. He got into the tub and lay back feeling the warmth of the water on his body, closed his eyes and allowed himself to rest for the first time since he had arrived.

"I'm going to fix your hair, if that's okay with you." Commented one of the omegas as she sat behind Harry's back, in her hand she had a pair of scissors and a comb. The curly-haired nodded and she settled herself better; meanwhile the other girl began to gently clean his body, being aware of the pain he was going through.

"Why don't you tell them what they want?" The girl asked as she cut off little curls. "Well, I think that if you do, they'd let you go."

"I have nothing to say."

"You don't understand," she interrupted with sadness in her voice, "the things they make us, omegas." Tears began to fall down her cheeks and Harry took her hand in support. "If I were in your place, and I had the opportunity to leave, I would tell them everything."

"I really don't know anything, I'm just a bodyguard, and the little they tell me are things that aren't important."

Two knocks interrupted their conversation and both omegas stood up, an older man sticking his head in the door and staring at Harry with a lopsided smile.

"Why don't you two leave us alone?" He spoke with a neutral and raspy voice. Both omegas looked at Harry with fear in their eyes, as they were unable to do anything to help him.

"What are you going to do to me?" The green-eyed asked using the last drop of courage he had left, the alpha entered the room and closed the door after both omegas left. He slowly walked over to the tub looking at Harry's naked body.

He wanted to scream, he wanted to run...but he knew that would only hurt him more.

"I won't do more than ask you a few questions." He licked his lips and smiled wickedly. A shiver ran down Harry's spine and fear began to fill the air. "I heard that according to you, you don't know anything, but I have other less... professional ways to get information."

He took the chair and placed it on the side of the bathtub before taking a seat. He reached his hand into the water and felt the temperature of it, wincing as he realized it was cold.

"Could you move that lever to your right, please?" Harry nodded and obeyed his command, turning the faucet slowly and hot water began to flow.

His body trembled. His eyes filled with tears as he thought about what was about to happen, he was so helpless at that moment. He had no clothes to protect him or a weapon to defend himself with.

The room began to fill with steam and he felt how the temperature of the water slowly increased, and when it was about to fill the alpha reached out his hand and turned off the faucet.

"I think that's better, don't you?" Harry nodded in response. "Okay, make yourself comfortable."

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His huge hands began to move up and down through my shoulders, I closed my eyes trying to hold back the tears that threatened to come out, but I was unsuccessful. This is how it ends, that alpha was going to use me however he wanted and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it, he would use me as his toy, just like in those stories I had read in my teenage years.

He slid his hand up my arm and calmly moved his fingers as he was drawing over my tattoos, his fingers tracing each line. Help me, please someone help me. I cried harder and bent my legs until they collided with my chest.

"Your scent is great, delicious even." He kissed my hand and licked one of the cuts they had given me.

Let go of me... please, let go of me.

"Why don't you tell me the formula?" He caressed my knee. Ashiver ran through my body and I looked away. What formula? I don't know anything, I just want to go home.

I did not answer. The lump in my throat didn't allow the words to come out of my mouth.

Get me out of here, please, let me go.

At that moment I just wanted Louis to walk through that door and save me. To come along with Niall and Liam, and get me out of here. Niall telling me to go get something to eat and Louis asking me to sleep with him. For Liam to give me a funny look when he is going to talk to Zayn and that we all eat dinner at the table at night.

But that would not happen.

"So, I see," he said again, "I see you don't want to cooperate, so let's try another way." He grabbed my arm tightly and pulled me closer to him. "Now tell me the formula." He whispered in my ear. The scent of him was too much for me, he made me dizzy.

Help. Help please... someone.

He brought his hand to my back and slowly caressed it until he reached my lower back. I closed my eyes and shook my head from side to side wishing it was all just a nightmare, that this wasn't happening to me.

"I don't understand why an omega as beautiful as you doesn't have a bite on his neck." He brought his lips to my neck and started kissing me.

No, no! Let go!

"So, will you talk?"

"I-I...I don't know anything." I cried. "Please."

"Of course you know something," he bit my shoulder and I let out a growl, "if you tell me I won't hurt you, although I think I won't be able to resist much more."

No Harry, fight. Don't let him hurt you, fight.

"Let go."

"What did you say?" He broke away to look me in the eye, I could feel his fury.

"Let go of me." I repeated. This time he brought his hand to my cheek and wiped away my tears.

"If you tell me the formula, I'll let you go." He returned to my neck and continued kissing me, he took his hand to my abdomen and before he could do anything to me I pushed him with all the strength I had left.

"I said let go of me." I blurted out. He looked at me and smiled.

"What you don't understand is that I'm the one who sets the rules," he approached and I stood up, "so the words you say to me don't interest me."

He tried to take me in his arms but I got out of the bathtub and took the scissors that the omega had left, I held them tightly between both of us and didn't take my eyes off him. This time I wouldn't let them get away with it without a fight, I will show them that I can defend myself and that I don't need any alpha to save me.

"I don't care about your stupid rules!" I shouted. "I don't know anything, I already told you all I was told. I don't know any formulas for anything and I'm not willing to be kept here any longer."

The alpha laughed and walked to the door. I quickly grabbed a towel that was next to the tub and covered myself as best I could, by the time three alphas entered the room and everything went black again.

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The artificial light of a lamp began to bother my eyes, still closed. I refused to open them and find a bunch of alphas around me, waiting for any movement on my part to lie on top of me. I still felt the hands of that disgusting American alpha touching my body, and the thought of his lips on my neck made me want to throw up. I felt the hit from the cold air conditioning soak into my bones. That made me realize that I was wearing nothing but my underwear, and the single thought that they had done something else to me made me want to cry, so I tried to swallow the knot that had begun to form in my throat and held back the tears begging me to cry.

It wasn't until no scent reached my nostrils that I dared to open my eyes. The first thing I saw was a ceiling that I definitely did not know, then I looked around and realized that now I was tied to a bed in a luxurious room. I could bet it was a hotel. Tears flooded my eyes instantly, and without being able to help it. Probably if they had bathed me and taken me to a luxury hotel it was not for me to have more comfort, far from it, surely I had the hours counted until that disgusting alpha entered through that door and marked my body in ways that I didn't even want to think about, or worse if they use me as a human-toy for multiple powerful alphas, that they sell me to one of them so that he can mark me and have me as an ornament in his house. Like if I was a toy.

I had to escape at any cost, I couldn't wait for Louis to save me, and even less at this point that a week had already passed and I hadn't heard anything about them searching for me. And only then, after days thinking about whether Stella and mom were fine, I stopped to think about Louis. About how I never told him the truth.

Has he found my suppressors yet? Will he be mad at me? Thousands of questions flooded my mind, but there was one that stood out above all. What will he think of me? Will he miss those sleepless nights when he asked me to sleep with him? I even felt stupid thinking about that, I was in a life or death situation and all my omega wanted was to lie down next to Louis and feel his strong scent of tobacco mixed with rain, I could even imagine him with a cigarette in his right hand. And if I tried a little harder, I could almost feel his warmth next to me.

Would anything have changed if I had told him the truth earlier? I wanted to think that he would finally look at me the way I had begun to see him. That he would see me as more than just a bodyguard, because as much as I didn't want to admit it, I had grown to really like Louis. I felt like a fifteen-year-old omega thinking about it. Hoping that suddenly he would arrive with a huge bouquet of flowers to ask my permission to court me, I had to be professional and stop drooling over my boss's blue eyes.

But it was useless to try to talk me out of that, at any moment they would make me do as they pleased and I would end up in a bag lying on the side of the road when they got tired of me. A sob came from my lips when I thought of my mother looking for me everywhere, I just hoped that she wouldn't bother anyone with her determination to at least look for her son's bones. I didn't want to even think about Stella, who was capable of going to the house to confront Louis as she had threatened to do. I hoped that if that happens, they won't do anything to my sister.

My life passed before my eyes, from how my father had abandoned us because of 'my condition'. That was the first time an alpha broke my heart, but I was too young to understand it. Then my mind traveled to high school, when I had my first boyfriend, who turned out to be an idiot who just was curious about what it would feel like to be with a male omega. Not everything was bad, because the image of my mother crying proudly when they contacted me for a 100 percent scholarship to Cambridge, and how much she struggled to let me go the day I had to leave to prepare and give them a better life, the superior looks from the other alphas, incredulous that an omega was there. It had always been like that, I was a simple, stupid and delicate omega who couldn't do anything because of his condition, but thanks to Zayn I was able to prove him wrong.

And then those ocean-blue eyes came to my mind again, how they looked at me with anger and mistrust at first, and I understood, because going from pure alpha security guards to a beta could be weird, especially if he didn't even know that Zayn had hired more staff. Then how he helped me out of the forest that time I got lost, the sleepless nights talking about our past, that afternoon at the fair, when he hugged me so I wouldn't be afraid, his arms around my waist at my mother's house, that although I know that it was not his intention to hug me, my heart pounded and my omega jumped with happiness when I felt his closeness.

The sound of the door being slammed open interrupted my thoughts, but luckily it was not the same alpha from a few hours ago, but a beta that was carrying a silver tray with food. I rolled my eyes when she gave me a shy smile. What a bunch of hypocrites

"I'm bringing dinner, you need to be strong for when the time comes."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, a little scared.

They were going to prostitute me, I was sure.

"The moment your alpha arrives, things will get ugly." She announced, sitting in an armchair next to the bed.

"I don't have an alpha, I don't think anyone will come looking for me." I spat out with hatred.

"How curious, from what I have been told, there have been several Icarus Rose vans patrolling the city since you arrived here."

My heart skipped a beat in my chest, and if hope had died, with this it had just revived. There was one more chance of getting out of this alive.

There is hope. Louis was looking for me.