My guitar teacher (a Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Madeline always wanted to have guitar lessons, finally she gets lessons, guess who her teacher is? And what about Madeline's stephdad?

Sorry if some of my english isn't good, i'm Dutch


2. please don't!


Madeline's POV

Niall is so sweet, when i hugged him, I felth a weard feeling in my belly, I think i'm falling for him. I walked inside the door. Richard stood there, looking pissed off. "Whell whell, finaly there are you!" he shouted. "Sorry Richard, it won't happen again" "I hope so" he said, still pissed of. Since my mom died 1 year ago he had his moments. Sometimes he hit me, before mum died, he was the sweetest stephdad ever, I wish my mom was here now..


I walked up the stairs and laid the guitar on my bed, when Richard walked in. "You should be punished by leaving me alone for six hours." he said, with dark scary eyes. I walked back, scared of what he could do. He started lauching, soft, but scary. he pushed me on the bed and shove walked closer. he slowly pulled of his shirt. he climbed up the bed and laid above me. he started kissing my neck and got up, pulling of his pants. i could see his tent and started crying, in silent, hoping Richard wouldn't see it. He smirked "you don't have to cry sweetie, i'm only gonna punish you" he devily lauched. "Sit up" he comanded. "Pull off your shirt" I did what he said. "Lay back down." I laid back down. His hands moved to my crotch, he pulled off my jeans and panties at once. He pulled of his underpants. I directly closed my eyes. He climbed up my bed and entered me, not letting me get used to his size. It hurted badly and i started screaming. "No no baby, no screaming, you'll like it in 5 minutes." he said with a devilish smile. I cried while he thrusted faster and faster.


After 45 minutes, he stopped. "Well, that was enough for today. Tomorow your punishment will go further." He said while putting his clothes back on. "Bye sweetheart." He said, walking out of the room. I was alone, crying. He raped me! It hurted really much. I walked slowly to the door, locking it. I went to the bathroom and showered. How could he? The sick bastard. After showering I picked up my phone, i wanted to call Jessica, my best friend for ages, she had to know what happened.




Hello guys! please tell me what you think of this movella, send me ideas and tell me if I should go on with this movella. I'll try to write as much as I can if you guys want to. So yeah, tell me what you think. Lots of love Maureen!

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