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.


28. Condos and Tears

"Sit down," Harry gestured to the bed. I did so obediently. ...don't resist. Or he'll only hurt you more. That's what Niall said in my dream. Harry sat next to me. He slowly took his top off. "W-what are you doing?" I asked, fucked as ever. "It's hot," Harry grinned. Pulling me into his chest. Don't resist. I considered calling out for Niall. But the I binned the idea, because I knew Niall could hurt Harry. And at the minute, Harry's my only friend. But I have a feeling that won't last for long. "I really like you," Harry started. "I know, you've already told me Harry," I sighed. Don't give him attitude, Lily! Right, HOLD THE FUCK UP. The one friend, true friend, I thought I had I am now scared of. Because of some stupid dream, some hallucinations in my head suddenly have the power to make me think Harry's a rapist. "No, I mean I really really like you," Harry smirked. "I want you. I want your body. On my body." Harry said huskily, his eyes glazing over with...lust? "No Harry," I whispered, I got up. But Harry gently pulled me back down. "Don't make this hard. I just want you. Please."Harry grinned. His lip rubbed over mine. He was sweating. He pressed his chest against mine. I pulled away. "No." I moaned. "Yes," Harry groaned seductively. "Be mine," he groaned croakily, his voice morbid. "Harry. Why. Are. You. All of a sudden. Being like. This?"I gulped, waiting short quantities of time before finishing my sentence.I don't know why I'd asked, I could smell the Vodka clearly. It stand on the back of my throat. "I want you! Come on, let me pleasure you babeeeey," Harry longed the word 'baby' sickening me. Ok, joke, it was kinda cute. "No," I smiled. Harry grabbed my top and wrenched it off. Your fucking lucky I wear a bandeau under all my hoodies or you'd be dead curly. "Yes. Please, I want to give you heaven, in a condom. Or then again, for extreme pleasure, we don't need to use them," Harry smirked. I shook my head and jumped off the bed. Harry grabbed my wrists and pinned me to the bed. "Please, condo or not?" Harry grinned. "I don't give a shit, because I'm not doing anything with you Harry." I muttered. "Oh yeah you are babe. Now-" I cut him off. "Don't be like Niall," I choked. "Babe, I'm not abusive I just want to have fucking sex with you, why is it so bad?" Harry sighed. He pulled off his trousers, and stood in front of me in only his boxers. Gee. Wow. I rolled my eyes. Harry grinned, and came closer to me. He pulled off my shorts. I tried to punch him off, but just like Niall, he was too strong. I started to cry. I

should've told the police earlier, I could've avoided this. I'm just a fucking stupid asshole. I was pinned down on the bed on my pants and bandeau. Harry started to peel off my bandeau. "No!" I screamed, tears rushing down my face. Briefly, here was hesitation in Harry's eyes before he continued, I wasn't wearing a bra underneath. Fuck it.  Harry peeled it off, and it met the floor, he left my pants untouched. He started to grind down to he front of me. "Grate on me babe," he smirked evily. I shook my head. "Hel-" I tried to call for help but Harry clamped his lips against mine, fuck my fucking life! I cried, as Harry tried to thrust against me, giving me numerous

hickeys. I cried, tears rushing down my face, and bit my lip. Why me?














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