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.


27. The Police Station

At the police station---

"yes, for the fiftieth, maybe sixtieth time. I am Lily Black, I didn't go missing. My boyfriend and some of my friends played a joke on me, they pulled me in a van because they wanted to scare me. All because I tipped cold water on their heads like a week ago. So yeah, I'm not missing, I'm here. With one of my friends," I sighed. I could've said it. I could've let it all out. I could've freed myself from the Auction for ever. But I didn't, I knew it'd bite me back in the ass someday. "you see, your story isn't very convincing eh, it seems like your friends went to a lot of trouble to scare you. Hiring a black van with a private number plate, and you've not been at school for a fortnight," the police officer grumbled, his eyebrow furrowing. "Yeah I dropped out. School is for losers," I sighed, what a shit line, "Anyways Niall is a qualified teach. So y'know he kinda home schools me. Okay can I go now?" I angrily demanded. "It doesn't add up, is there something your not telling me?" The officer mumbled, his coffee breath killing my sense of smell. "Don't you think if there was something going on I'd tell you? I'm not that dumb of a bitch," I spat. "Ah, ah, ah. Okay, your free to go. Thank you for coming in, we will get in contact if any further interrogation is needed, goodbye," the officer sighed. I bounded out of the station as fast as I could, Niall on my heels. I can't fucking believe I just lied, I could've got myself out of all this shit. Niall hugged me, "Why didn't you tell them?" Niall asked inquisitively. "It'd bite me back in the ass someday." I said exactly what I'd thought earlier, "They'd probably take me somewhere. They wouldn't believe me anyways," I rolled my eyes. We hopped into Niall's car and drove home. That's that over with. 

-Skips Car Ride-

it was around eight in the evening, and I was sitting on the sofa watching tv in the lounge. Alone. Big mistake. I looked up, I felt as though someone was watching. "Hey, come upstairs with me babe, I need to tell you something," Harry smirked. I could smell the alcohol in his breath. "Sorry I'm just watching Keeping up With The Kardashians at the moment," I whispered, shakily. This kit. It's going to happen. Watch. I rooted myself to the spot. Harry bent down and whispered in my ear, "Get up there,"his hot breath trickling down my neck, "whatever it is your scared of, I'll protect you," in that one sentence he seemed to completely sober up. And that's how he did it, he charmed me. I followed him upstairs into his room. And he closed the door firmly shut behind him. Fuck it. 

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