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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21. Pain

(Back to Lily's POV)

He threw me on the bed and locked the door. He started stripping. "Don't rape me," I whispered. "Baby, I'm not going to rape you, because your going to do it back. It's going to be this thing called sex,"Niall mocked my voice. Tears brimmed my eyes, I started screaming, as Niall started to remove my shorts and top. I squirmed, and fell off the bed. Niall threw me back on and grabbed my wrists, he pinned me down to the bed with one hand and started to pull off my pants with another. I screamed and sobbed even louder. I quickly closed my legs, but Niall prised them apart with his hands. He started to thrust in and out of me, his hips swaying frantically. I screamed even louder. I tried to push him off, but it didn't work. It hurt. It killed. He pulled away and started to jam two fingers in me, he pulled them out again, then licked them. He started to thrust again. I called out for Harry, for anyone. Then Niall was just positioning himself in me, when Harry barricaded the door down. Tears streamed down my face. Niall carried on. The boys just stood outside, blank expressions on their faces. I screamed harder, as Niall continued thrusting. Harry pulled him off of me. I screamed and tried to get up, but I fell on the floor. "It hurts," I whispered, Louis came over and grabbed a sheet, which he wrapped round me. Harry and Niall were fighting in the  corner, nobody was helping either one. Harry's face turned bloody, and Niall's fists were oozed over with blood. I screamed. I crawled to them, I gripped Harry's t-shirt, and pulled myself up. I screamed as Niall tried to punch Harry, but his fist collided with MY face. Tears fell out, dripping from my eyelashes but I caught my balance and stooped swaying. I lent back against Harry, "no Niall. Please. Please stop. I love you! Not Harry." I whispered, I knew that was he only thing that would get him to stop. "That's better, sexy," Niall smirked. I ran my hands down Harry's face, leaning against him, wrapped in a sheet. It was covered in blood, I cried harder. "Don't cry poppet. I don't like seeing you like this," Harry smiled, but I saw the tears running down his cheeks. I mopped my face with the sheet and looked at him. "Thank you. I love you," I whispered, tears streaming down my face and falling onto the sheet. Harry started kissing me. We were kissing, our lips moving in sync, when I pulled away. Shit! Niall. Niall wasn't in there, so I sighed with relief. He walked out of the bathroom, fully clothed and I pulled away from Harry. Whichever resulted in my, falling on you floor. Niall rubbed his fists together, "now for the real fight," he smirked at Harry. No. Niall would kill him! I sobbed into the floor. 

 

 

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