The Auction

"Welcome to the Sex Auction," The man shouted. Oh fuck. This is going to be fun- not. I'm not having sex with anyone! I don't give a fuck okay? "Lily Black everyone," He beckoned to me as I strode onto stage. Someone had to take me, otherwise I was stuck with Rob and Carl. They'd make me do whatever they want. And they'd make sure I did it. Suddenly a thick Irish accent called out, "£2000," Fuck. That's a lot. For me? "Ah, and Lily Black goes to Niall Horan! That is until he gets sick of her and brings her back!" The man chuckled. "Oh I can assure you I won't be bored of this one," The Irish accent smirked.


40. Appearance

The Next Day---

Niall bounded into my room, his eyes tear-stained. "I'm sorry,"He whispered, he sat next to me and started kissing my neck. I groaned. "Stop it," I demanded. He did so immediately, to my surprise. "I didn't mean to hurt you,"Niall whispered, caressing my cheek. I flinched, as he rubbed over my bruised temple, it was beyond painful. "Can you leave me alone?"I whimpered, practically in-audible. "Let me kea it up to you,"Niall smiled, he'd started sucking on my neck again. Out of habit, I extended the gap between my neck and shoulder, so Niall's head would fit in the crook of my neck easier. I groaned, then clamped my hand over my mouth. "I want you to forgive me,"Niall whispered huskily, his hands slithering up my waist. "Please leave me alone,"I muttered groggily. "I love you,"Niall smiled. "What is it with me? Why does everyone love me? Im no different from anyone else,"I sighed. "Because your beautiful and your you,"Niall mumbled, biting on my neck. The. I thought if Harry. I haven't actually seen him, since he..."Where's Harry?"I questioned, Niall still in the process of producing my hickey. "I don't know, he's stayed in his room. Not come down once,"Niall breathed, his breath tickling my neck, between sultry kisses. He's like my guilty pleasure, I swear, I know it's wrong, but it feels so right when he touches me. When our skin touches. Shut the actual fuck up. I heard a bang and Niall's head immediately shot up. "What's that?"I whimpered. "Don't worry, I'll protect you,"Niall smiled, his muscles tensing and flexing. Then I remembered, Ashton. Oh fuck. It can't be him! Niall rushed downstairs! Myself trailing close behind. The front door was wide open, fuck it. Niall, cautiously, trekked through the dining room; fists balled. Then I saw him, my curly haired prince. I sighed angrily. Ashton had his back to Niall. Slowly, Niall, advanced on Ashton. "Ash run!"I screamed. Ashton spun round to face Niall, who nearly had a heart attack. "Oh, Ash! You scared me shitless,"Niall smiled, patting Ashton on the back. I sighed with relief. "Why are you here mate?"Niall asked curiously. Ashton's face contorted in anger, but I saw the threatening tears in his eyes. "You fucking-"Ashton spat, but I quickly cut him off. Walking over, I smiled, "Ashton was going to say you fucking amazing boy. Would you like to know why he was going to say this? Well, it's because you introduced him to the beautifulest girl in the world,"I giggled trying to joke. I stood awkwardly next to Niall. He snaked an arm around my waist and pulled me close. I squirmed surreptitiously, only Ashton saw me. I pulled a face to hold back the stinging tears. Ashton raised his voice,"Get off of her Niall." He demanded. Niall chuckled, "what mate?" I cried out inwardly. What have I started? Why does Ashton have to make an appearance?

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