I woke up feeling groggy and my head was spinning all over the place. The floor looked like a magic carpet and the walls were bouncing all around. What's happening to me?
"What, oh Hi." It's just Liam and Zayn.
"You got up in the middle of the night last night for a drink of water and you took a pill." Zayn exclaimed
"What did I take?"
"I don't know, why how are you feeling now?" Liam asked with concern
"I feel super dizzy and everything is all fun house style."
"That must be fun! :)" Zayn is so smiley all the time, it makes me feel very relieved
"Can I maybe have some toast or something?"
"You'll have to ask Harry about that, he called dibs on you."
"He claims you as his own personal sex toy or something. He 'owns' you now apparently."
"I'm not a dog, I am a girl, he can't own me. Whatever just take me to him I guess."
Zayn and Liam grab my arms and lead me up a navy blue dyed oak staircase to a long hallway and past the second door on the left was his room. The room where most girls have been in for fifteen minutes than left or climbed out the window.
Knock knock Knock
"Who's there?" Harry doesn't sound happy
"We have Mia."
"Send her in, just her."
I slowly open the door and walk in. The sort quickly slams behind me.
"You wanted me for something love?"
"Wait is it about last night and the whole fuck me thing because I'm up for that now"
"No, I want some toast"
"Than go and make it yourself you whiny bitch, I'm not your father just go ahead and fucking do it!"
He starts to get up from his black chair and head towards me. I stare up at him and he looks down with a grin plastered on his tragically beautiful face. He picks me up by my waist and throws me on his red satin bed sheets. He quickly handcuffs my hands together so he'll have better access to me. Who keeps handcuffs just lying around?
"You're going to enjoy this all over again."
"No, please stop Harry."
He doesn't listen to me and pulls my shirt off over my head. Be starts to leave a trial of kisses down my stomach making a cool breeze appear. His hand grazes over my belt and down my zipper pulling down my pants slowly. He takes his left hand and gently slides down my panties. Now he's on his knees in between my legs licking me and fingering me. The sensation is amazing but I can't feel this way when he's doing this against my will!
"Harry please, no more!!!" I say in-between breathes
"Just come for me and I'll let you go."
I begin to scream and moan just to make as much noise so Louis, Zayn or Liam would hopefully come in to save me again.
I hear he door burst open and Harry doesn't stop, he won't stop, he just keeps going until I'll come but I'm not going to give in to him.
"Well, where do I fit in?" This wicked Irish accent chimes in and I know I'm in trouble because no one has come to save me yet. Great, I'm stuck being raped all over again.