It took a few hours and then I decided. I would try to escape and I couldn't care if Niall stopped me. I lifted his arm away from my body and slipped out of his arms. Then I slipped away to the dressing gown and lifted it. Niall slept! I crept to the door and tried the handle. It was a stiff handle and I had to press hard to get it down. In the end, I managed and would just open the door when I felt two hands on my waist.
"Are you going somewhere?"
"I have to go to the bathroom."
Niall pressed himself against my back and I realized that he didn't agree to that lie.
"Honey, you can't lie." he mumbled and pushed me up against the door. I felt his arms slid tighter around my body and he pressed me hard.
"You shouldn't think that you can do this to me!" he whispered cold. "I sleep superficial and I wake up to the slightest movement."
He moaned and I felt that he had boner. I didn't know if I should cry or if I would try to beat him. He held me tightly and lifted me up, with his arms tightly around my waist. He carried me back to the bed and I stood in front of it.
"Now I must punish you..."
He forced me down on the bed and he took out handcuffs. He put my hands, over my head, in the bed and did so that I was lying on my back.
"Do what you want!" I got angry out of me and looked at him coldly. "I will still never be your girlfriend, because I hate you."
Niall just laughed and he sat down on my stomach. He looked down at me and let his hands caress my breasts.
"You are mine ..." he groaned, and seemed not at all to listen to what I said. Instead, he seemed to think I would love his hands.
"You disgust me!"
Niall just smiled. He slid off me and lay down beside me in bed.
"You will love me one day and I know you want to stay. Your parents are boring and I have proof."
I just wanted to get out of there but the more I moved on my hands, the more did it hurt.
"You wrote everything online." he murmured contentedly. "You wrote about your family, about your friends and yourself., I know and you fit more into my life. They give you nothing and you have no use for them."
I wanted to yell at him to shut up, but instead I sank down against the mattress and gave up. Niall was much nicer when he slept. I just wanted to get out of there but the more I was moving my hands, the more did it hurt me.
"You wrote everything online." he murmured contentedly. "You wrote about your family, about your friends and yourself. I know about it all and you fit more into my life. They give you nothing and you have no use for them."
I wanted to yell at him to shut up, but instead I sank down against the mattress and gave up. Niall was much nicer when he slept.
"You'll get used to this life." he got out and lay down with his back to me. "Sleep now because tomorrow we'll have fun."
I tried one last time to get my hands free, but I gave up...