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.

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Harry's POV

All I heard was,

"I don't think she's going to make it," I felt the tears stream down my eyes. I heard one of the dumbass doctors shout that; I didn't even look at Ashton. I've finally realised, now, everything is just...clear. I know I said I didn't love Lily. And I know I took advantage of her, and I sexually harassed her, and- the list goes on. But, I love her. I always try to help the girls that Niall brings home, they don't deserve it, but I've never fallen for them. It happens the other way round, but Lily's different. I love her. I saw her eyes flicker.

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"Lily!"I smiled, ecstatic, as I was alone with her. Ashton had gone to get a drink, and though the doctors were there, I still felt complete. She mustered a smile. But I saw the tears form in her tear ducts. 

"Lily, I'm sorry. I love you!"I whispered. Lily meekly shook her head. 

"Y-y-you don't Har-"She was cut off by a lunatic doctor.

"We need to get her to the operating theatre, now!"The deep voice shouted. No! They ripped her away from me, beginning to wheel her away. 

"Sir, you cannot enter!"A sharp faced lady boomed. I erupted in tears, Lily was dragged through a set of doors. They closed. Gone. Lily's gone. 

"But...m-my Li-i-ily," I stammered, sinking to my knees. My Lily...

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Me and Ashton huddled on the floor, our chins tucked in our knees. A nurse had to explain to him. I couldn't. It's been half an hour and my beautiful girl hasn't come out yet. I'm so scared. My baby. Fuck. This is all my fault. 

"Where is she?"I heard a strangled, familiar voice croak. No. This isn't my fault. It's Niall's. I turned around and spat,

"Near dead because of you," 

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