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***


17. The Last Day


I wake up yet again to “Smile.” I breathe in the smell of Liam, thinking that this is my last day at his house. And then the second auction.

I take a shower to get ready for school. I forget to bring my clothes in the bathroom with me, so I walk into my room in just a towel, only to see Liam still lying in my bed.

“Liam!” I grip the towel tighter to me.

He looks up, still half asleep. He sees me and his eyes flash open wide.

Well, he’s awake now.

“Sorry!” he calls laughing and getting up quickly. “I was so tired I fell back asleep.”

After he leaves, I get ready quickly and soon enough I am in the car on the way to school.

“I’m really sorry about that,” he says.

I laugh, “It’s fine, really. I was in a towel.”

We get to school and I see my two best friends talking at my locker for the first time in a week.

“Hey,” Daisy says.

“Where were you this weekend?” Jessica asks, putting her hand on her hips.

So I tell them every detail, from being with Harry to Laser Tag with Liam.

“Wait. You made out with Harry Styles?” Jessica nearly screams for the third time and I have to quiet her.

“Yes,” I whisper.

“How lucky are you?”

“Hey! You can’t say that while you are dating my brother!” Daisy says to Jessica.

“I am just saying. You know how many girls would kill to do that?”


The day goes by slow and uneventfully. I sit in the library alone at lunch, not wanting to see Louis. I go home with Liam and spend three o’clock to nine o’clock working on homework. Stupid teachers, taking time away from my last day Liam.

Without knocking, I open the door to his room.

“One last movie night for the hell of it?” I ask.

He smiles and makes room for me on the bed.

“Why are you saying last? You can still come over after the second auction is done and watch movies with me,” he says logging on Netflix.

I smile and put my head on his shoulder just because I can. “I would like that.”

For some strange reason, I let him talk me into watching “Paranormal Activity.”

“Only because it’s your last night,” he says clicking it.

“I thought you said it wasn’t really the last?”

“Sh,” he says jokingly.

I make myself watch the whole thing without screaming or jumping. I breathe in deeply and remind myself that this was probably the last time I will smell his scent. He probably didn’t even mean what he said about this not being the last night. He was just being the nice guy he is.

87 minutes later, I am shivering.

“I hope you know I won’t be able to go to sleep tonight, thank you.”

He laughs and says “I forgot to tell you a ghost haunts the room you are sleeping in. But you can sleep here tonight. I will protect you.”

“Oh no,” I mock back. “By the way you protected me in Laser Tag I wouldn’t say I am going to survive if a ghost comes and pulls me out of bed.”

“Harsh,” he lies down and pats next to him, “Come on.”

I roll my eyes and lie down too. It was so easy to do this now. Last week I had never even talked to him before. Now my head was on his chest like it has been the past couple nights in a row.

“Jenna, I…” he starts.

“You what?”

There is a pause. A long one. “I’m going to…” he stops again and sighs, “miss you.”

I feel my heart pound. How can I have feelings for two guys at once? “Why? I will see you at school. And we can still hang out, right?”

I feel him nod in the darkness, “Yeah, but I mean just having you here. With me all the time.”

I feel myself blush, “I’m going to miss you too, Liam.”

I’m going to be sad when I don’t go home with him from school tomorrow. It will be weird. I feel him rub my back a little and wish once again that he would kiss me. But he doesn’t. And I fall asleep, longing to feel his lips on mine.

This isn’t over.


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