Slave Auction

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Summary: Jenna Brown is entering her freshman year in high school. This high school however, has an annual tradition called the Slave Auction- where seniors bid on freshmen tomake them do whatever they want for a whole week. Every year, a group of the hottest guys in school bid against each other on the hottest freshman girl and tries to get her to fall in love with them (and tries to get her to do a little something else). This year the seniors are: Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, Harry Styles, and Louis Tomlinson. And Jenna is the girl they are after.

***Amazing cover created by AnnaB_Styles and CC_chubbycheeks***


20. Add It to the List


I awake to the large snore escaping Harry’s lips. The clock shined 6:30 and I groaned, remembering it was the middle of the week. Harry snores loudly again. I try to get out of the bed, but his grip around my waist is too strong.

“Harry,” I say quietly. He doesn’t even stir. “Harry,” I plea a little louder. Still nothing. I kick him in the hip.

“Hey!” he says annoyed. I am surprised at how groggy he sounds, his low voice turning impossibly lower.

“Let go of me, I have to get ready for school.” He pulls me in closer so my back is to his chest. His chin nuzzles in between my neck and shoulder.

“Let’s ditch,” he says.

I giggle, “What?”                        

“Let’s just not go. I ditch all the time.”

“Oh?” I ask. “And what would we do all day.”

“Sleep,” he says as I feel the vibrations from his throat.

“How fun,” I say sarcastically.

“Mhm,” he says and I sense the corners of his mouth curve upward.

I lie there still, under his arm, considering his idea. I don’t have to go to school. My mind flashes to my parents and I realize how mad they would be if they found out I missed school to sleep all day.

I shake my head, “I can’t; my parents will kill me.”

Harry must not have been expecting my sudden escape because I got out of the bed without a difficult fight.

He groans, “No, just stay. Who cares?”

“You’re a great influence on me,” I say laughing and grabbing my clothes out of my bag.

“Where are you going?” he asks as he sees me walk towards the door.

“To change.”

“You can change in here,” he says, sitting up with a smirk.

I look back at him, his hair was a mess and I found it absolutely sexy. “Eh, better not.”

I exit his lightening red car and the cool air hits my face. Goosebumps form up and down my arms. The sky is so dark that if someone told me it was 7 o’clock at night, I would have believed them.

God, I hate winter.

Harry walks to my side and entwines our fingers causing my stomach to do back flips. This is the first time someone has ever held my hand. I look up at Harry and watch his jaw move as he speaks. His green eyes dash quickly around as he watches where we are walking. The keys to his car jingle in his tight, blue jeans and I realize how much I like the way he dresses. His plaid shirt was unbuttoned, revealing a black t-shirt underneath, and his old, worn-out, tennis shoes gave quiet squeaks against the tiled floor. The only thing I wished was different was his hair; he was wearing a black beanie that covered his curls. I wish he hadn’t covered them up.

He catches me staring and I quickly look away, blushing. He laughs a little and continues to talk.

How did I get so lucky to be here right now?

“Uh-oh,” I hear Harry say, snapping me out of my trance.

I follow his gaze to my locker and see Jessica standing there looking very pissed off.

Ugh, what happened now?

“Hey,” I say awkwardly. Jessica’s eyes glance down out of embarrassment and I let go of Harry's hand. “What happened?”

“The little weasel admitted everything!” she yelled.

“Everything?” I glance at Harry and he shrugs at me.

“Yeah, how he bid on you at the second auction! He said he was doing it for the charity. Please, if he was doing it for the charity, he could just donate $2,500 to school on any normal day! Not use it to buy my best friend so she lives at his house for a week! What a load of bullshit.”

I feel some relief as I hear that he didn’t tell her about kissing me. At least Louis’ not a complete idiot. “What did you say to him?”

“I told him to go rot in Hell.”

Harry starts to chuckle.

She ignores him, “I just can’t believe he did that to me! I feel so betrayed.”

“Have you talked to Daisy?” I ask.

Jessica shakes her head, “Not yet. I don’t want to hear her judgmental tone right now.”

I nod, understandingly. Daisy would not let this go by without a long lecture with the words “I knew this would happen” involved.

“Well, be happy you didn’t sleep with him,” I say jokingly.

The only response I get from Jessica is a guilty look.

“You didn’t, right?” I say more of a statement than a question.

Another guilty look.

“Jessica, just admit it, did you sleep with him?” Harry asks, annoyed.

“Yes,” she whispers.

Harry and I groan at the same time.

“How could you?” I yell at her.


“Well that’s why he bid on Jenna,” Harry interrupts.

“What?” Jessica and I ask in unison.

“It’s all just a game to him. You have to pull him out of his head and make him realize that it’s not just a game and that there is more to a relationship than sex before you sleep with him.”

I feel my heart fall to my stomach as Harry explains this. He must have some experience with this himself to know this.

Jessica still looks surprised, “What? Why?”

“Louis has never been in a real relationship. All his ‘relationships’ were just emotionless. Then he would get bored and move on to another girl.”

I see tears start to form in her eyes, “Oh, and you know so much about relationships right, Harry? I’ve definitely seen you with a lot of different girls over the past three years.”

Harry’s eyes widen a bit and my heart drops even more.

“Those weren’t real,” he grabs my hand and I want to tug away but I can’t bring myself to do so. “Not like this one.”

My heart lifts halfway again, almost back to its normal spot. Almost.

“Well, isn’t that adorable,” Jessica says. She turns on her heel and storms out of the hallway. I want to chase after her and comfort her after everything that has happened, but I remember what she told me before: “I don’t need anyone feeling sorry for me.”

I turn to Harry, “What did she mean by that, Harry?” I ask, trying to sound causal.

The bell rings and Harry looks relieved. “I’ll tell you later, babe,” he kisses my head. “I have to get to class.”

“Says the one who wanted to ditch today.”

He rolls his eyes but can’t help but laugh, “I’ll see you at lunch.”

I watch after him as he walks down the hall, faster than usual. Every step he takes is just another beat to the rhythm of my heart.


“Hey, babe,” Harry slides over, making room for me at the table.

I plop down next to him, my mood feeling better than it did this morning, and kiss his cheek, “Hello.”

I look across the table at Zayn, Liam, Niall and Daisy who was next to me. “Hey guys.”

I get a hello from Niall, but Zayn and Liam just nod in my direction.

“Hi!” Diasy says, much too happy for a teenager in the middle of a school day.

“Why are you so happy?”

“I know I shouldn’t be, but I am. Louis and Jessica broke up, Jessica is no longer living in my house, nothing could be better.”

There were many emotions I thought Daisy would show as a reaction to this news, and extreme happiness was definitely not one of them.

“So, I take it you have talked to her?” I ask.

“Yeah. And she’s not too happy about my joyful reaction so I’m not surprised that she isn’t here right now.”

I groan.

“Don’t worry, she’ll be back as soon as she remembers who eats in the library at lunch,” she reassures.

Sure enough, Jessica bursts into the cafeteria and angrily throws herself down on the bench next to Daisy.

“I’m only here,” she explains, “because I refuse to eat with those losers in the library.”

The boys laugh and Daisy and I try to cover ours, only making Jessica angrier.

I quickly change the subject, “So Niall, you actually decided to eat with us today?”

“Yeah,” he nods, swallowing a mouthful of chips. “Kelsey’s sick.”

I nod and open my mouth, about to ask him how his relationship is going, when Jessica interrupts me.

“Why did he do it? Just tell me why?” she asks, looking at Niall.

“It’s just Louis’ competitive nature,” he states. “I mean he kissed Jenna, this couldn’t be that big of a shock.

My body stiffens and the entire table except me and Harry ask, “What?”

Niall’s face goes pale, “Was that a piece of information I was supposed to keep to myself?”

Everyone’s gaze falls on me as I look straight ahead, avoiding eye contact. Harry squeezes my hand.

“What? When?” Jessica asks.

“Where?” Daisy’s voice comes in my left ear.

“How come I didn’t know about this? Did you know Liam?” Zayn’s deep voice sounds.

“Not at all,” Liam lies.

I look up at him confused and he nods slowly.

He’s keeping his promise.  

“It happened that day I hung out with you guys after school last week. Daisy and Jessica were talking in Daisy’s room and Louis just sort of did it. I tried to pull away but he trapped me.”

“You mean, it happened while we were dating?” Jessica asks, almost inaudible due to her quiet volume.

I nod.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Daisy asks.

“I didn’t want anyone to know. I didn’t want to cause a big fight.”

“Did you know, Harry?” Liam asks.

I look at him confused once again, but he ignores my eye contact and stares at Harry, intently waiting for an answer.

Harry nods, “Yeah.”

“And you aren’t bothered at all?” This time Liam looks at me when he asks.

“Well, yeah a little bit. But it was before we were dating and I know it wasn’t anything serious.”

Liam continues to look at me his expression a little pleased with himself for proving his point and stirring up more shit.

“Jessica, I’m sorry-”

“Save it,” she interrupts before storming out of the room.

“Jenna, I’m sorry. I didn’t know-,” Niall says, reaching across the table to grab my hand.

I pull it away feeling the tears sting my eyes.

“Jenna,” Zayn starts.

I stand up slowly. The stress of everything that has happened today is finally getting to me. “I’m fine. I just need to go to the bathroom.”

I walk away, throwing my lunch in the trash, no longer having an appetite.


My mind is racing when I walk down the hallway towards Harry’s car at the end of the day. I could barely focus in fifth period. I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened today. I kept going over it again and again so I wouldn’t forget anything.

Louis and Jessica broke up, Daisy is happy about this Jessica and Louis slept together Harry said it was all a game to Louis, making me think that maybe it was a game to him as well Jessica mentioned all of these relationships Harry has had, he looked nervous about talking about them, he said they weren’t real relationships and he said ours was Everyone found out about Louis kissing me thanks to Niall, Daisy seemed upset that I didn’t tell her, Jessica was mad, Zayn was surprised, Liam lied to keep the promise he made earlier Liam seemed to get Harry to say that he didn’t care much about Louis kissing me, and this bugs me a lot more than it should


I stop mid step to look around at what had made that sound. I look at the brown door of the classroom I was walking by as it slowly opened. A hand comes from behind it and grabs my wrist, pulling me in the room.

“What the-.”

I feel soft, plump lips press against mine and the scratch of stubble from a chin. This wasn’t familiar to me at all. Finally, my mind processes who had pulled me in here: Zayn.

His arms wrap around my waist but I muster enough strength to push his chest away from me.

“Zayn, what the hell?”

He smirks at me, “Sorry.”

“Sorry?” I ask, angrily. “Why did you do that?”

“I just-.” He stops himself and then sighs. “I have been seeing you with Harry all day and it just made me insane. You know how I feel about you, I told you when we were hanging out at my house. I tried to kiss you and you backed away and I was really hurt by that. And then you go and kiss Harry a few days later! Why would you kiss him and not me?”

I start to stutter because I am so caught off guard, “I-I like us as friends, Zayn.”

“Of course,” he rolls his eyes. “I’m always the friend. Never the boyfriend.”

“Zayn, I’m sorry-.”

“You kissed Louis.”

“I didn’t kiss Louis!” I exclaim. “He kissed me and trapped me on his bed! He forced me, which is kind of like what you are doing to me now.”

Zayn’s eyes fill with sorrow, “I’m not forcing you to do anything, Jenna.”

“Listen, Zayn.” I plead. “Please don’t complicate this. Everything is so messed up right now. I need a friend who is there for me. Please be that friend.”

He stares at me for a little before nodding slowly, “Okay. You’re right, I’m sorry. This was so stupid of me.”

“Thank you,” I wrap my arms around his waist to hug him. “I have to go, Harry is…” I cut myself off.

Zayn smiles lightly, “I get it. Go.”

I smile and open the door. He grabs my wrist again, “Please don’t tell him what I did. Harry would kill me.”

I nod and walk into the hall.

Just another number to add to my list of things that have happened today. Another secret.



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