Louis ||5||
A white bright light circulated his face, as he squinted his eyes together. Louis body was strapped into a very small bed, the belts forcing him to squirm around because they felt tight on his naked bare body. He could feel his man hood covered with some type of cloth. Red marks could be seen from his laying perspective. Like if they had scrubbed him with sand paper or something.
His eyes widen when he notice a humanoid shadow, standing at the edge of his bed. Fear reflected in his eyes, as he again began to tremble. Louis tried speaking but his mouth was covered with a plastic mouth guard, making it quite impossible to breath. What could be heard, was his gags as spit escaped from the sides of his stretched mouth. A deep chuckled echoed throughout the room.
Louis eyebrows furrowed with confusion as the unknown human walked closer to him. Slowly but very close to Louis. The light still moved around his face, as the smell of strong cologne filled his nostrils. He breathed in deeply suddenly becoming hypnotised to the smell. The smell was smelled so good it made him fell so free. It was such a comfortable feeling.
His body began to tingle as the smell became stronger and footsteps suddenly stopped in front of Louis. He couldn't see the persons face but it was for sure a males. The man stood beside Louis bed, studying him intensely as Louis looked up wide eyed.
"Louis Tomlinson," The man said, as his finger tips touched Louis forehead, sliding down his nose, towards his chin. "Welcome." The man deeply said.
Louis eyebrows furrowed with a questioning look, as he still laid on the bed. He wanted to know who was touching his face, but he couldn't because the stupid light was basically blinding him.
"Your probably wondering why you're here but I just can't tell you." The man said with a disappointing tone.
Louis gave the man a pleading look even though he couldn't see his face. At least he should release him off of the bed, which was squeezing the air out of him.
"The only thing that I can't tell you is that your positive. So positive that you'll be asleep and you won't even notice anything. But that will be until later, either way." The man said, with a very wicked tone.
Positive? What did he mean by positive? So much started running through Louis head as he wondered who was talking to him and what they were going to do too him. He didn't even notice the lights had completely stopped moving.
"By the way.. Before you go, my name is Dr. Peters. Nothing more. You're not worth me telling you my full name." Dr. Peters had said with disgust written all over his words.
Louis felt slightly offended and hurt but he was more worried about himself, more than anything. More and more spit, dripped from the sides of his lips. He wanted to swallow but he couldn't.
"Now Louis," Dr. Peters said before doing anything else. "You will sleep." He said and grabbed a mask from beside Louis bed, bringing it closer to his face. Louis could already smell the anaesthetic, slowing swallowing him up, giving him a completely numb feeling.
His eyes became droopy, as he slowly began slipping away into a very dark place of nothingness.