Who likes the new cover? I thought I ought to change it up a little.

I'm so sorry for the late late update, I've been trying my best to update but I've been so busy with school work (fucking History Coursework is a kick to my nonexistent balls) and I've been trying to update my other fanfics and also my one shots ( I update my one shots a lot, if you'd like to check them out that would be awesome (:)

This is honestly fucking everywhere

It took no genius to notice that the way the world worked depended on what your 'Gender' was. A gender, as described, are in three categories; The Alphas, The Betas and lastly The Omegas. Louis just happened to fall into the Omega category, the second class citizen who was used for nothing more than to bare the pups and to be allegedly married off to a power, full-bred Alpha. But looking back on history, and even nowadays, despite the world working in an order, Louis could always see how it contradicted itself.

Being an Omega - Louis has realised from personal experience and from the engross amounts of classes that any omega child was forced to go to - meant you were supposedly the second class citizen, it was in the Text books, in every law of every country in the world. It was history, that the alphas were the leaders, they were in charge of their nest, in charge of omegas, the betas didn't have to take shit from anybody, and the omegas were the bitches. Used for breeding and for keeping a strong blood-line true to its name.

But times have changed, population increase and decrease have unbalanced and caused things to flip. History was never vague when it came to the massacre that caused the decrease of omegas, caused by a jealous and power hungry beta who wanted rid of the race that were seemingly submissive, willing, what every alpha wanted. The weakest of omegas were killed first, the strongest and most beautiful kept for breeding purposes to breed the best of the best of Alphas.

Now, alphas were over-populating the earth, outweighing the amount of omegas in classrooms. It was a struggle, with so many alphas wanting to claim their own omega and many having to pair up and share one between them. Those that did have an omega were lucky, others gave up hope on their own accord and settled for a beta.

It wasn't unusual for an alpha to date a beta. Although, it might not be the way that the word worked seeing as most betas settled for their own kind, but it wasn't usual to see a beta with an alpha or an omega. An alpha and alpha could be with one another, in the same way that an omega could be their own kind.

An omega and omega relationship was the rarest, often formed due to a closeness of friendship between their fellow alpha or beta; labelled as 'Special Friends'. Used as a relief, a stress reliever, a change up. It wasn't cheating due to the fact that an omega having sex with their fellow was not classified as sex, and often it was encouraged through their alpha or beta mates.

Marcel is a prime example that not all omegas were the text book omega; Submissive, naive and dipsy, their mean reason to please their alpha. Of course Marcel pleases his alpha, he loves him, he cares for him just like Niall cares for his omega, he's as submissive as he wants to be, not just because his body is telling him to be. Marcel is intelligent, he's not a stay at home omega, he has a high paying job as a pharmacologist.

Louis is another example of how he was not the usual omega. An image committing a crime was rare, maybe a few shop lifting and a slap on the wrist with a strong 'Don't do that again' from some hard faces beta, but murder? Never. Louis was always one to break the boundaries of his Gender, but this was something far worse than making a disgrace of himself in alpha only bars or kicking up a riot with a beta or two.

"You're gnawing on your bottom lip pretty hard there buddy, stop it."Harry is consciously reaching out to pull Louis' bottom lip out from his teeth, stilling his arm whenever the omega flinches at the contact, backing away a few steps from the curly haired omega who looks at him with so much concern in those green eyes.

Harry is correct, Louis can already feel he pain pulse through his bottom lip and taste the blood upon his tongue, so full of iron but as sweet as omegas blood should be. He touches his bottom lip with ghostly fingers, almost in a daze as he stares at Harry who just stares back.

They were out shopping, something about 'Shopping Therapy' or some shit like that seeing as together, Harry and Marcel were making - or 'borrowing' in Harry's case - enough money to burn and apparently running a book store was far more stressful than Louis has out it out to be. Louis on the other hand has been trailing behind the twins, eyes wondering on certain items that have caught his eye and sometimes lingering too much when he fantasies of buying something of such expense.

He has to shake it off quickly, not to get caught up in a fantasy world of riches and jewels that he wished he was living in. In another world, Louis is sure that he would already have been married, to an Alpha with a strong blood-line and bearing the pups of said alpha. As much as that life is a fantasy, one that Louis could've been living if he wasn't such a fuck up, it was also as equally a nightmare.

"Not everyone is so Touchy-Feely as you are, brother."Marcel chimes, looking as equally as worried as Harry but not being as stupid as to reaching out to touch the startled omega even further. They stood in a store with more pretty clothing that Louis has ever seen, and with piece tags that near enough give the poor omega a heart attack.

"You're just saying that because nobody wants to touch you."

"Um, pregnant?"Marcel smirks, patting his noticeably flat stomach through the material of his sweater. There's so much Harry in Marcel, from the dimples that were craved into their cheeks to their pale complexion. They were so alike but so different, Marcel spoke with a higher voice than Harry, and despite the fact you could still hear a drawl of slowness in his voice it didn't feel as if the earth has stopped moving just to wait for Harry to finish a sentence.

They stand at the same height, with the same smiles and the same eyes. What really sets them apart is their scent, how different it is from one another. Louis would guess it's due to the mix of their own original and their Alphas, he just wishes he was able to pick it up but unlucky enough his sense of smell has not returned to full force just yet.

Harry rolls his eyes, unable to compete with that statement. To say he was beyond jealous of his twin brothers impregnation was an understatement, Harry wants to scream at the sky and maybe punch a few pillows. Why can't he the one to have a pup? But he had to be happy for his little brother, he is happy for Marcel, he just wishes that he could be pregnant as well.

"Are you alright?"Marcel steps in, taking a cautious step towards the omega who stands a few metres from twins. He's wearing a kind smile on his face, small but kind, with ridiculously huge glasses that trace his face almost perfectly.

"Yeah, sorry, I was kinda all out of it and when Harry went to touch me, it just startled me."Louis shakes it off, blinking his eyes to bid away the tears he can feel in his eyes, his whole body shaking with a tremor as he hugs the jacket closer around his body. Marcel gives him a look, Harry the same."I'm fine.'

"As you say, love. We're omegas, you can talk to us."Marcel says softly, reaching a hand out for the omega to take in a gesture that he means so harm and to show that he has no weapons. Harry may not be able to see the sheer panic in Louis' eyes, but Marcel is no stranger to the feeling or witnessing it.

"I haven't talked about 'How I'm feeling' for 6 years, I'm not going to start now."Louis whispers, allowing his hand to slip into Marcels much larger. His hands are not as soft as Louis expected them to be, they were large, yes, but rough from many years of handling science equipment and scared from accidental cuts and burns.

"There's a time and a place for everything, Louis."

"I think he's just nervous about his date with Zayn."

"I haven't gave him an answer."

"You said you would think about it. Zayn is an alpha, and as much as he's my best friend and everything, but he's an alpha and a heavy headed one if I say. You telling him that You'll think about it gives him the impression that you will say yes."

"Wow, and just as I thought that you would be as civil as I hoped you would be, you throw Stereotypical ways into my fucking face. Just because he's an alpha, does not mean he can have his way with me."Marcel rubs his thumb over Louis' knuckles in a soothing action, in a way to tell him to calm down.

Louis wasn't going to stand there and let himself be leactured on how the world worked. He knows how the world works, he knows that Alphas have the final say and that's the reason why he's running.

"I'm not trying to lecture you, that's the last thing I want to do."Harry says gently, finding himself stuck in two separate mind sets."When he asked you, you didn't give him a straight answer. If you don't want to go on this 'Date' with him then you episode said so straight to his face. He's an Alpha, he could've taken then blow. But you didn't. You said you'd think about it, that gives him the clear indication that you will say yes."

And okay, maybe things have changed in the past 2 years - Louis isn't sure, but he has summed it up to be around that time, give or take - that Louis has been on the run. It's never as t complicated as that. If Louis had said he would think about it back in Doncaster, it meant he would think about it. If he didn't want them, he'd say it to their face, if he did, he'd take them on the next flat surface.

Maybe it was the closer into a big city that you got, the more complexed the Alpha law became.

"But I don't know if I'm going to say yes."Louis stresses, feeling himself being tugged gently towards a different section of the store. Louis has never been fond on shopping, bringing back memories of times that his mother would drag him through a clothing store in need to dress her son in more 'Alpha fitting' clothing. Of course, due to his smaller stature but wider hips, there were no clothing to hit him.

"How much experience have you had with Alphas?"Harry stops, almost making Marcel and Louis crash into his back. The curly haired omega turns on his heels, eyebrow raised. As much as he has the urgent need to curl himself around the fragile omega and shelter him away from all the bad in the world, Zayn was still his best friend.

"Too many, and none as pleasing as you would think."Louis replies just as sharply in the same heart beat of the question.

"Nobody has had entirely pleasant experiences with Alphas, Louis."Marcel buts in as Harry shoos away a beta worker in want to help the three omegas out. This is a mission solely for the twins to settle and complete.

"I can't argue with that. We are a weak target."

"As we are."Harry agrees, grabbing hold of Louis' other hand so he can help pull the stubborn omega into a clothing section made especially for Louis' body type in mind. Small, not entirely thin but with accompanied curves in all the right places with the correct amount."Not All omegas are blessed with Alphas like ours."He gestures between himself and his twin brother.

"I'd say that Liam is tipping the wrong side of the 'Greatness' scale if you ask me."

"Well nobody was so shush."Harry flicks his little brothers ear.

"Way to rub it in."Louis rolls his eyes, tugging at the jacket he is drowning in. It's long on his small omega body, creating sleeves that hang over his hands."What's next that you're going to boast about? Your flashy cars and Large stone houses?"

He knows he's being salty, but god damn it he should be allowed to once in awhile.

"You're such a complication, Louis. In a good way mind that."He's turning his attention to a table of files up sweaters, made of the softest material that Louis has ever felt and most likely the warmest. It's something that he wishes he had for when he's on the run, something that gives him comfort but equally keeps him warm.

"What my brother is trying to say, is that Zayn has asked you on a date, yes? And due to your lack of answer, there's a high possibility of you taking him up on that offer. I'm not saying that you will. With that in mind, a date most be accustomed with an appropriate outfit. Yes?"

"I would think so, yeah..."Louis nods his head, his brain a thousand miles backwards away from the conversation. Louis has dated before, has had sex before, spent his heats with Alphas and experimented with Betas. For each occasion he had always dressed up, or dressed down in some matters. It was an unwritten rule that was still drilled into the minds of all young Omegas.

An Omega is to look presentable, stylish, handsome, pretty. Wearing the newest line of clothing on their delicate skin, with the most expensive of lace or underwear. Traditional omegas make up was always something that was encouraged, nothing too eyecatching but enough to know it's there.

Jewellery came later.

"We to going to buy you an outfit. Or two, or more."

"Hold the fuck up."Louis pauses, digging his heels into the ground so that he cannot be forced to move another inch. Louis has nothing to fear with these omegas, as much as they were persistent and just as stubborn as he is, they are still only omegas and just want the best for their fellow."You both invited me here just so you can both buy clothes, with that in mind. I accepted because I'm hopeful enough to think that maybe I can make friends out of this -"

Probably not

" - I did not accept just so you both could dress me up so your alpha friend could knot me."He finishes, voice laced with anger and betrayal. He knows that deep down he can't let himself fall into the trap of getting too comfortable, to gain friends and rebuild a life. He's been on the run for so long for a reason, and settling down is just going to get himself caught out.

"Nobody said anything about knotting."Marcel says gently, letting out a sound of hurt whenever the omega pulls his hand away from Marcels as if it burnt.

"Louis, babe, don't think that this is all part of a plan."Harry says urgently, setting the sweater back onto the table and taking the few steps towards the obviously hurt omega. Louis takes another step back, flinching harshly as his shoulder knocks into a clothing display."Louis, I swear to you, this isn't some plan. Zayn leaves everything to the last minute, including this."

"I want to be you friend, hell, I've wanted to be your friend since you wondered into my bookstore and I coddled you with tea and biscuits. I stalked you down to the hospital just so I could be there when you woke up, love."Harry lets out a little laugh, one that Louis can't help but to laugh as well.

"We're not setting you up for anything, Louis. We swear to you."Marcel adds."Would you like to go on this date with Zayn?"

"I haven't been on one in so long. We barely know each other."

"That's the point of a date, sweetheart."Harry mimics his twin brothers dimple filled smile."Tell you what. We'll buy you outfits, ones that fit the part of any omega going on their first date with an Alpha and then after you've thought through this, you can decide what you want to do."

"I don't want you spending money on me."Louis confesses, self consciously looking at a price tag of a hanging jacket near him."Especially clothes of these prices."

"Louis, if we couldn't afford, we wouldn't be here."

Okay so this is nearing 3000 words and as I said; GETTING PROGRESSIVELY LONGER

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