Wanting What's Wrong

Two years have passed since Sophie Miller escaped. Two years since she was One DIrections private possession. Trying to get her life back to normal, Sophie heads to Mullingar. The boys of One Direction find her and drag her back into their messed up lives. Feelings start showing here and there, making Sophie confused. Is it really okay to start having feelings towards your kidnappers? Afterall, there is a very thin line between love and hate...


5. Niall


The rest takes place in a matter of seconds. Out of the blue, his lips are on mine and his hands are lost in my hair, his body pressing mine into the couch roughly. He places himself in between my legs, forcing me to be in a laying position on the couch. I swear I hear him moan on my lips.

I gasp in his passionate kiss, before rapidly pushing him away from me.

“What the fuck Nia―?” I spew angrily before his finger presses on my lips to silence me. My breathing is heavy and my chest is heaving as his body towers over mine.

“I had to. Last time I saw you, you didn’t give me one.” He murmurs, his soft eyes gazing deeply into mine. “So this time, I’ve decided I wouldn’t ask for permission.” That’s just terrific. Note the sarcasm.

I sigh softly, recalling the memory. Our little moment.

“Why did you decide to escape?” He continues softly, tossing a strand of hair out of my face and behind my ear.

I shiver, feeling a small cackle of electricity as our skins make contact. Shit... Seems like I’ve developed stronger hormones... This is gonna be ten times harder.

“Why did you leave me love?” He repeats, locking us into a longing gaze.

Oh no. He’s using the ‘I cared for you’ card. Why is it so hard to stay angry after a sweet Niall?!? Stay strong Soph.

“Was it not clear enough? I felt imprisoned and used.” I seethe heatedly, pushing his body a little farther from mine as I feel the frustration churning inside me once more.

“Shhh. Not so loud.” Niall says, looking around nervously, pressing himself back onto me. I practically feel some of my female hormones kicking in as our waists are practically touching, the chemistry between our bodies undeniable.

We hear steps stampeding nosily in our way, as well as Louis’s excited shouts.

“Look, we can’t talk now,” He mutters rapidly. “Come to my room at midnight.”

“No, I don’t―”

One of Niall’s warm hand presses against my mouth while the other hooks my leg around his waist just as Liam, Harry, Louis and Zayn enter the room. They freeze at the view they have in front of them.

“Niall, mate, what are you doing?” Louis questions, cocking an eyebrow upwards.

From the corner of my eyes, I see Harry’s calculating look, clearly evaluating Niall and I. What?! Why does he even care?

“Just trying to get quiet dry sex.” The blonde answers casually, before grinding his hips once into mine to prove a point.

My eyes flutter shut, before I open them again. I try protesting, but only a muffled sound is heard and Niall ends up pressing his hand harder against my mouth. Irritated, I manage to bite two of his fingers.

“Oww!” He gripes, pulling his digits away from my mouth. He brings his injured fingers to his mouth, sucking them lightly while giving me a dirty look. He gets off me.

“Aww Sophie! I missed you!” Louis coos, jumping on me like nothing happened and I was an old friend. Which I wasn’t. And I saw him less than 24h hours ago. Weirdo.

I push him away, trying to stand up but I only end up being pushed back down by his stronger form. Why do I have to be so weak around them?

“Lemme go! I’m not in the mood right now!” I fume from under him. “And I never will!”

“Careful Lou. She bites.” Niall mumbles, rubbing his fingers on his trousers. The four boys chuckle, Louis more than the others as he was the one trying to get me to be still under him.

I start throwing punches, but give up only a couple seconds after, not seeing the point in fighting for this. Plus my headache was coming back. Better keep my forces for later.

“Already done?” Louis says baffled. “Boy that was fast.” Louis chuckles, before flipping me around to sit on his lap.

I try with all my might not to struggle.

“Harry... I want Padgett.” I groan, rubbing my temples as I feel Louis hardening under me.

“Later.” The green-eyed boy shrugs, before sitting with Louis and I on the couch. “If you behave.”

“So you did keep him?” Liam enquires, a smile tugging on the corner of his mouth as he sits on the couch in front of us, accompanied by Niall. “I feel important.”

“Well you shouldn’t. I didn’t keep it because of you.” I fume.

“Whatever you say.” He smirks.

“So... do you like the house?” Zayn demands, sitting with Liam and Niall in front of me. Are you seriously asking me this?

“I hate it because it has you guy’s odour, its way too big and it’s far away from any civilisation that could be of help. Plus, the only room I saw so far is the one I’m sitting in right now.” I retort, moving uncomfortably on Louis lap.

“Don’t get sassy.” Harry warns. “It would be in your best interest to watch your language and actions right now.” He continues.

I huff, moving some more on Louis.

“Stop moving like that, you’re getting me aroused. And I find it teasing.” The older boy whispers in my ear. I ignore him.

“I don’t even know why you’re all doing this! Taking me from my own flat! I’m eighteen; I do not need to have a legal guardian like I did two years ago! And even then, you weren’t acting some legal guardians! This is kidnapping!” I explode, jumping from Louis lap.

Weirdly, they don’t make a move to stop me, and I don’t find the will to leave the room, scared of getting lost. I just stand there, hands on my hips, looking at all of them hatefully. But I don’t think I’m the only one who notices I left Louis with a hard-on.

“Then say its kidnapping, love. You’ll always be ours, whatever the term you use sweet cheeks.” Harry says carelessly, pulling my thoughts away from Louis straining erection.

“Somebody kill me.” I mumble, crossing my arms and rolling my eyes in disgust.

“About that. You are not allowed, under any circumstances, to inflict any kind of damage to yourself. Or there will be consequences.” Zayn orders.

“Like the punishing won’t harm me anyways! You’re only saying that because of that one time that almost killed me, making all of you feel―”

“Soph, stop arguing right away!” Harry silences brusquely. Weak subject I see. Less patience too. Good to know.

“Okay fine. Any other rule I ought to know?” I question, sneering. My eyes rapidly flick to the tent in Louis pants, trying not to worry about it.

“The rules are the same as last time Sophie. A daily dose of pleasure, constant obedience, and high surveillance at all times. Plus, drop the attitude.” Liam replies. “And at school, we need to be respected, your grades must be higher than class average and you can’t tell a soul you’re living with us.”

Yep. Somebody kill me now. Class average grades? I’m so gonna die. Getting back to a normal school routine had been hard after my kidnapping, since I was constantly being haunted by the thought of One Direction. It only had gotten a little better recently.

“I have to tell Emily.” I realize after a couple seconds.

“No.” Liam shakes his head.

“Yes. Or she’ll call the cops thinking I disappeared. She’ll know you have something to do with it. I told her almost everything!” I threaten.

“Lads, she makes a point there.” Niall talks for the second time since I bit him.

I have little butterflies in my stomach realizing it’s to defend me, but I push them away rapidly, frowning. Niall, what are you doing to me?

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