"W-what are you d-doing?" My voice came out shaky and my sentence faltered.

"If you don't obey me, I will punish you. And if I feel like doing things like this," He kissed my cheek.

"And this," He kissed my jaw line.

"And this," He planted his lips on my neck.

"You will let me." His voice came out muffled as he spoke into my neck, his hot breath caused me to shiver.


5. Five


Hey guys, I would have posted earlier today but I had a lot of cleaning to do !!! Sorry !!!

I'm going to Arizona on for two weeks so I'll try to post chapter 6 before I leave (:
Okay enjoy the chapter !!!!



//Parker's P.O.V//

*The day after Audrey was taken*
"Is Audrey home yet?" Mom asked me as I sat down on one of the bar stools.

"She left?" I gave her a confused face, not realizing she left.

"She went to Adriana's house last night and she was supposed to be home forty-five minutes ago." Her voice was full of worry and concern.

"I'm sure she's fine. She probably lost track of time." I tried to reassure her, placing a hand on her shoulder. 

"I called her three times, and it went straight to voice mail." She spoke with the same worried tone.

"Her phone is probably turned off or dead." Even I knew that wasn't the case.

"I'm scared. I have this feeling that something happened to her." Her voice cracked and she leaned on the counter, hiding her face. 

"I can call Adriana's house and ask if she's there." I suggested, reaching for the phone.

"I will." She replied, not looking up. 

She grabbed the phone and dialed the number. I listened to her side of the conversation, watching her facial expressions.

"Hi Kelly, I was just calling to see if Audrey was still over?" Her voice sounded happy and polite.

"Oh, I see. Well thank you for your time." Her face fell and she hung up the phone. 

"Was she there?" I asked, watching her intently.

"She didn't even arrive last night." Her voice was quiet. 

"What do you mean?" I stuttered slightly.

"She didn't go to their house. Kelly said she was expecting her but she didn't show up." Her voice cracked again, tears started to form in her eyes.

"I'm going to call your father." She wiped her eyes before dialing his number and leaving the kitchen.

I sat there, not eating the food that was sitting in front of me. My appetite was gone in a matter of seconds. 

"He's on his way home now." Mom entered the kitchen and placed the phone on the counter.

I pushed myself off of the stool and gave her a small hug.

After I pulled away, she left the kitchen again. 


Dad was home in a matter of minutes. 

"So Audrey didn't make it to Adriana's house?" He asked.

Mom nodded and wiped her eyes again.

"I'm going to report a missing person." Dad informed us before pulling out his cell phone. 

I didn't bother listening to the conversation. My mind was racing with the possibilities of what could've happened to Audrey. 

In fifteen minutes, there was a knock on the door and dad got up to answer it. He returned to the living room, a police man following him. 

"You reported a missing person?" The man asked, his voice was strong and confident. 

"Yes, our daughter." Moms voice faultered and cracked as she spoke.

"Description?" He pulled out a note pad and pen.

"She has dark brown hair that ends below her waist, she usually has it straight. She has bright green eyes and light freckles across the bridge of her nose and under eyes. She is 5"1 and slim." I spoke for both of my parents, seeing as they were on the brink of tears.

"When did she leave last night and why did she leave?" The officer asked after writing down what I had said. 

"She was going to her friends house. She left around six-thirty." Mom spoke this time, her voice a little less shakey. 

"And you say she didn't arrive?" He looked up from his notepad.

"No," Dad cleared his throat, "she didn't."

"Okay, I'm going to head over to Adriana's house and talk with her family. You have a goodnight alright, don't worry about your daughter, we'll find her." The man stood up from his seat, along with dad, and they both left the room.


//Audrey's P.O.V//

I was woken up by someone entering my room. I rolled over and opened my eyes, looking around till I found Calum walking towards the bed.

"What're you doing?" My words were slurred as I was half asleep.

"You need to get up." His voice was full of urgency.

"What is it?" I asked, sitting up and flinging the covers off of me. 

"Ashton had an unexpected guest and he told me to get you. I don't know why but he sounded worried." Calum grabbed my arm and pulled me up. 

"Get changed. I'll be in the hallway." He told me before leaving the room. 

I quickly searched through my closet till I found what I wanted. I put on a dark grey, Rolling Stones t-shirt along with black, jean shorts. I put on a pair of pink, green, blue and black, striped ankle socks and threw my hair into a messy bun. 

Calum was waiting in the hall, immpatiently tapping his foot. I followed him down the stairs and into the living room to see all the boys and two other guys, all sitting on the couches. 

"Come here babe." Ashton beckoned me towards him. 

I approached him silently and he pulled me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around me tightly. 

"This is her?" One of the guys that I haven't seen before spoke up.

"Yes." Ashton replied.

Calum was right, he did sound kind of nervous. 

"How much is she?" The other guy asked.

My eyes went wide and I was just about to say something when Ashton spoke up.

"She's not for sale." He seethed, his muscles were tense.

"What do you mean she's not for sale?" The guy looked taken aback.

"She is not for sale. She is ours. That means she stays here." Ashton wasn't nervous anymore, he was pissed. 

"Look, Ashton, I don't care what you think. I want the girl." The guy stood up. 

"Get this through your thick head Mark. She is not leaving my house. You and me both know you won't do shit. I am not just going to give her to you." Ashton removed me from his lap and set me down in his place.

His face was flushed and his nostrils flared. 

"You haven't even fucked her yet, that's why you won't give her up." Mark gave Ashton a smug look.

That was all it took for Ashton to snap. He punched Mark, hitting him in the side of his cheek. Mark stumbled a bit, but threw a punch at Ashton, hitting him in the jaw. It didn't seem to affect him, as he pounced on Mark, knocking them both to the ground. 

By now, Mark's friend was trying to pry Ashton off of Mark, and the guys were all trying to stop the fight. Ashton kept punching Mark and blood was pouring out of Mark's nose. 

Everyone was yelling and Mark's friend finally gave up on stopping Ashton. He turned around and started hitting Luke. Luke tackled him and they started rolling around on the floor. 

I finally had enough and decided to step in. Calum was trying to stop Ashton and Michael was trying to pull Luke and the other guy apart. I pushed Calum out of the way and started pulling on Ashton's arms. 

"Ashton stop!" I screamed, loud enough to stop Michael from what he was doing. 

"Audrey get out of there, you're going to get hit." Calum yelled and pulled me away from Ashton.

I struggled against Calum, wanting to get away and stop the chaos. He let go of me once we were in the kitchen.

"Just stay here! Michael and I will handle it." His sentence was rushed and he ran out of the room after. 

I huffed and crossed my arms. After a few minutes, I heard Ashton yelling.

"Get the fuck out of my house! If I ever see you again I swear to god I will fucking kill you!" He boomed and seconds later the front door slammed. 

All four guys entered the kitchen. Ashton's nose was bleeding and Luke's lip was busted.

"I'll get a cloth." I bent down to grab a cloth.

I wet it and approached Luke first. 

I made him sit on the bar stool as I wiped off all the blood. He winced slightly, but didn't pull away. After it stopped bleeding, he left the kitchen to go to his room. I made Ashton sit on the same stool and I rinsed off the cloth. 

"Sit still!" I demanded as he pulled away from my touch. 

I softly wiped away the blood till it was all gone and held the cloth to his nose till it stopped bleeding. I set the cloth in one of the laundry baskets before returning to the kitchen to clean the blood off of the floor. 

After I cleaned the blood, I set the mop back in the cleaning closet and made my way to the stairs. As soon as I got to the top, Calum rounded the corner, ramming right into me. 

"I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going and-" He cut off my rambling by placing a finger on my lips.

"It's alright, it was my fault for turning the corner too fast." He laughed and removed his hand from my face.

I decided not to say anything, instead I hid my face in my hands.

"Hey, don't hide. I'm sorry." He grabbed my wrists gently and pulled them away from my face. 

When I finally looked at him, a smile spread across his face. Then, Ashton poked his head out of a door down the hallway.

"Calum, go get in the fucking shower." Ashton scolded Calum. 

"Yeah, yeah, I'm going." Calum called back, not bothering to turn around.

"I'll talk to you later." Calum smiled at me once again before side-stepping and continuing down the hallway, to the bathroom. 

"Come here." Ashton beckoned me over. 

I hesitantly made my way over to him, only to have him pull me into the room he was in. 

"Is this your room?" I asked after I looked around.

"Yeah." His lips twitched up, but not into a full smile. 

"This is so cool. I didn't expect you to have a room like this." I looked around again, admiring it. 

His walls were a dark blue, with a white border like almost the rest of the house. The walls were covered in posters of Green day, Blink-182, Offspring, ACDC, Metallica, Mayday Parade, Motionless in white, and a few more bands. He had small, white christmas lights lining the ceiling. He had a desk with an Apple computer sitting in the middle, and a few cans of Monster and Rockstar energy drinks surrounding the computer. 

He didn't have a fancy bedset, only a black headboard and the sheets weren't even made. His blanket, sheets and pillows were a few different shades of grey that contrasted with the other dark colours in his room. 

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked defensively. 

"Jesus Christ Ashton, I didn't mean to be rude." I rolled my eyes.

"Just come sit with me." He also rolled his eyes and sat on the bed.

I gave him a questioning look before strolling over to him and sitting further from him than he liked. 

"Why do you want me in your room?" I asked him after a few moments of silence. 

Instead of answering, he pushed me down and crawled on top of me. His legs on either side of my thighs and his hands were placed by my head. 

"You're really trying this again?" I raised my eyebrows at him. 

He sighed and let his eyes flutter closed. The room was silent, except for Ashton deep breathing. The only thing illuminating the room was the lights on his ceiling, which made his face look dark and shadowy. 

Eventually, he opened his eyes again. Instead of saying something, he stared into my eyes intensly, making a blush creep onto my cheeks. I bit my lip out of pure habit.

"Fuck, stop that." Ashton groaned. 

"Stop what?" I asked, my eyes widening slightly. 

"Stop biting your lip." He exclaimed while crawling off of me and sitting next to me. 

"Why?" My tone came out confused as I looked at him questioningly. 

"You don't know how much that turns me on." He also bit his lip.

"You're so hypocritical!" I retorted, reffering to his lip biting. 

He let out a laugh and covered his face with his hands.

"So what's the real reason you wanted me in your room?" I asked after he had stopped laughing.

"I wanted to get you away from Calum." He admitted, biting his lip again. 

"Why?" I asked, also biting my lip.

"God," He let out a frustrated groan before getting up. 

I followed him out of his room and down the stairs.

"Why did you want to get me away from Calum?" I asked him again, but more forcefully. 

"Because, he's all over you." He ran a hand through his hair and sat on the counter in the kicthen. 

"He is not!" I exclaimed.

"Yes he is!" He let out another groan.

"No he's not! I have barely even talked to him!" I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. 

"He wants you to take a liking to him so you'll fuck him!" Ashton's voice got louder as he spoke.

"Isn't that your goal? Isn't it your goal to fuck me and then hand me off to one of those perverts once you're done with me?" I walked towards him as I spoke, so by the end, I was right in front of him, glaring up at him. 

"No, it's not. Is that really what you think of me?" His voice got quieter and his eyes looked sad. 

"Yes, it is. I think you're a selfish, self-concieded-" He cut off my rant by pressing his lips to mine. 

"Then let me show you I'm not." He whispered against my mouth.

Ashton pushed me back so he had space to jump off of the counter. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and that's when I started to react. My lips moved along with his and my hands found their way to his hair, tugging on the ends. 

"Why did you pull away?" Ashton asked after I pulled away from him.

"I, uh, I need a shower." I stuttered, not looking him in the eyes.

When he didn't reply, I looked up to see him smirking at me.

"Alone." I told him before side-stepping him and making my way out of the kitchen. 

I skipped up the stairs and into my room. I closed the door and padded across the floor till I got to the bathroom. I locked the door and started the shower. I stripped down and got in the running water. I washed my hair with the strawberry smelling shampoo and conditioner.

What the hell was I thinking? Kissing Ashton back? Why?

Before I knew it, the water had gone cold and I was shivering. I had spent so much time thinking that I forgot to shave my legs. I quickly shaved them and got out, wrapping a grey towel around me. I unlocked the door and opened it. I screamed as I saw Ashton sitting on my bed.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked after a few moments. 

"I've been waiting for you to get out of the shower. Holy fuck you take forever." He sighed and stood up.

"I'm throwing a party tonight, so wear something nice. It starts in an hour." He told me before kissing my cheek and leaving. 

I scrunched up my nose and followed him to the door. I shut it and locked it before going to my closet. I went through my clothes till I found what I wanted to wear. I put on underwear before tugging on a pair of black skinny jeans. I pulled on a cut off t-shirt that said I SOLEMNLY SWEAR TO NEVER GROW UP and topped it off with a leather jacket. 

I blow dried my hair and straightened it before curling the ends. I added a little bit of hair spray before turning my attention to my makeup. 

I added concealer before putting on mascara and doing my winged eyeliner. I sprayed on a little bit of red velvet perfume before finally leaving my room. I sat in the livingroom, not knowing what to do.

"You look hot." Luke complimented me as he sat down next to me. 

I nodded my head, not wanting to say anything.

"How much are you drinking?" He asked me.

"I'm not drinking anything." I told him truthfully.

"Oh come on. You know Ashton will disagree." I rolled my eyes at his remark. 

"I don't like drinking." I lied this time.

"Well, we all like seeing you drunk." He smirked at me before getting up and walking away.


After twenty more minutes of sitting in the living room, the doorbell rang. 

I heard Ashton greeting people, and suddenly a crowd of people flowed into the living room. Calum turned up the music, playing some weird remix of Anaconda. 

Another ten minutes passed, and about thirty more people had showed up and the party was in full swing. 

"Come get a drink." Ashton pulled me from my spot on the couch.

"No, I don't wanna." I whined as he dragged me into the kitchen. 

He ignored me and pulled a pear cider out of the fridge before handing it to me. 

"Just drink it." He rolled his eyes. 

I also rolled my eyes as I took a sip. 

"See, it's not that bad." He chuckled.

"Now, let's dance." He smiled and pulled me out of the kicthen. 

I ended up drinking the whole can in five minutes, seeing as it tasted good, and had Ashton go back and get me another one. I looked at him as he pushed his way through the crowded living room to give me my drink. He had black skinny jeans on, with both the knees cut out, a dark grey muscle shirt with a red flannel over top, and a red bandana pushing his curly hair out of his eyes. 

he handed me the can and I started taking a drink out of it. After a few minutes, I had finished that can. My vision was blurry and I was pretty tipsy. I'm not that good with my alcohol and I get drunk easily. Ashton and Calum had started dancing next to each other. Calum turned around and had his hands on his hips as he swiveled them around. Ashton was shaking his hips and making circular motions as he moved to the beat of the song. He then swiveled his hips as he turned around in a small circle with his hands in the air. 

Ashton and Calum moved around a bit and switched spots before Ashton started doing weird hand movements and Calum pelvic thrusted him from the side. 

I watched with amusement as they were drunkingly dancing with each other. Lolly, by Justin Bieber started to blare through the speakers and Calum left Ashton to go dance with a random girl. Ashton spotted me after a few seconds and he made his way over to me. 

"Come dance with me." He slurred as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the space where he was standing. 

I put my back to him and started moving my hips. He had his hands on my hips as he grinded into me. I ran a hand through my hair, pushing it out of my face. Ashton attached his lips to my neck as I swiveled my hips to the music. He sucked and nipped at my neck as we danced. 

Soon enough, the sond ended and most people broke a part. I told Ashton I was going to get another drink. As I opened the fridge, I noticed there was no more pear cider, only some cherry drink. I took it anyway and cracked the can open. The taste was really strong, but it was good. 

When I made it back to the living room, there was a crowd surrounding someone, hooting and cheering for them. I pushed my way through until I was at the front and I saw Michael dancing in the middle. He was moving his arms around his side and moving his feet from side to side. I giggled at how weird it looked. 

After a while, he stopped dancing and another dirty song came on. This time, I danced with Luke. I recognized the song as Feeling myself, by Will-i-am. Honestly, it's a terrible song, but I still danced to it. 


Three more hours passed, and people started leaving. Once everyone left, we all drunkenly sat in the living room. 

"Fuck Audrey you are good at dancing." Luke slurred as he drank out of his bottle. 

I laughed and took a big gulp out of my third can of that cherry stuff. 

"Did you see Calum and Michael grinding?" Ashton laughed drunkly as he threw out his empty bottle. 

"No, they were grinding?" My voice was slow and slurred. 

"Show her guys." Ashton motioned to Calum and Michael.

They both stood up and started gridning. Michael had his hands on Calum's hips as Calum swiveled and shook his hips. I giggled uncontrollably as Calum tried to twerk. 

Eventually, they stopped and collapsed on the couch. 

"I'm going to bed." I announced before stumbling up the stairs. 

Once I was in my room, I sat on the bed and took off my jacket, jeans and shirt. I put on a pair of white sweat pants and a light grey Rolling stones t-shirt. I layed in my bed and wrapped myself up in my blankets. After a few minutes, I finally fell asleep. 


When I woke up, I found Ashton laying next to me in his boxers. I jumped out of the bed, screaming in the process. 

"God," He groaned, putting his face into the pillow.

"What are you doing here?" I screeched, not remembering how he got there.

"I'm trying to fucking sleep." He mumbled into the pillow.

"Why are you in my bed?" I asked.

"Because your room is closer than mine and I was tired." He replied sleepily. 

That's when the effects of my hangover hit me. My head started pounding and my stomach went to my throat. I squeezed my eyes shut and stood still. Once my head stopped spinning, I opened my eyes to see Ashton staring at me with an amused look. 

"Why are you looking at me like that? Your hangover should be worse, you drank more!" I exclaimed, wanting him to stop staring at me. 

"It is worse. It's just funny watching someone else with a hangover." He chuckled and sat up slowly. 

He ran a hand through his hair before getting out of the bed and walking to the bathroom. He came back out with a bottle of Advil. I took two pills from him and made my way downstairs. I got a glass of water and swallowed back the pills before proceeding to make breakfast. 


*One week later*
I woke up to someone pounding on the door downstairs. I rolled over in my bed and covered my eyes from the light that was shining in from the curtains that I forgot to close last night. I let out a sigh and flung the covers off of me. I stood up and walked to the window. I peeked out the window, but it was no use, all I could see was trees. 

I put a sweater on, over my tank top, and opened my door. I could hear the guys talking downstairs. 

"Ashton they won't leave, what do I do?"

"I don't know! Just don't let them in."

"Uhm, Ashton...?"


"They have a knife." 

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!"

At that moment, Ashton came pounding up the stairs, stopping about two stairs up to see me standing there, staring at him. He opened his mouth to say something just as someome started yelling. 

"Fucking hell they broke a window!"

"Go to your room and lock the door. Don't let anyone in and don't come out." Ashton told me strictly.

"Got it?" 

I nodded my head and headed for my room. I closed and locked the door before sitting on my bed. I can hear people yelling downstairs, but I can't understand what they're saying. I heard things being thrown around and more yelling, and my curiosity got the best of me. I trudged across the floor till I got to my door. I silently opened it a bit and peered out. No one was there. I opened it even more and stepped out before closing it again. The yelling was more clear now and I could hear more things being thrown and broken. 

"We told you we'd be back Ashton." I heard someone talking to Ashton. 

"And I told you I'd kill you if I ever saw you again." Ashtin replied, anger and frustration evident in his voice. 

"How'd that work for you?" 

I silently skipped down the stairs and peeked around the corner. I saw Ashton and Calum standing with their backs to me, and the two guys I saw a week ago, along with four other guys that I didn't recognize. 

"So you lied to me." The guy whose name is Mark, looked past Ashton and straight at me.

"What do you mean?" Ashton replied innocently. 

"You said that the girl wasn't here." Mark glared at Ashton. 

He turned around and saw me looking at him. His eyes went wide and he opened his mouth to say something, but yet again was cut off.

"You four go get her, me and Nathan will stay here." Mark ordered the other four. 

"Nathan and I." Calum corrected him.

All six men looked at Calum questioningly. 

"What?" Mark raised his eyebrows at him.

"Me and Nathan is grammatically inncorrect. It's supposed to be Nathan and I." I didn't even have to see Calums face to know he was wearing a smug look. 

"Jesus Christ, shut the hell up." Mark groaned.

"You guys go get the fucking girl!" He ordered the other four guys that were still standing in their spots. 

They nodded and made their way towards me. They all looked like they were in their early twenties, and three of them had brown hair, all styled in the same quiff-like fashion that Luke had his hair in. But the other guy, who is blonde, had his hair down and tossed to the side. It was straight and the ends flicked out. 

I bolted for the stairs, taking them two at a time. I ran down the hall and into Ashton's room. I slammed the door shut behind me. I ran across the room to the dresser and hid beside it. The room was dark and I thanked myself for wearing a black sweater and dark grey sweat pants. My eyes adjusted easily. Only two out of the four entered the room, I could hear a door across the hall opening though. 

"I bet she's going to be cliche and hide in the closet." One of them snickered and flung open the closet door. 

"I don't think she's that stupid, dumbass." I could hear a smacking noise and the other guy made an 'ow' type of sound. 

"Look under the bed, and in the covers." One of them ordered. 

From my spot, I could see the outline of one of them getting on the floor and looking under the bed. The other one stood on the other side of the bed and searched through the covers. 

At that moment, the other two joined them at the bed. 

"Whose room do you think this is?" One of them asked the others. 

"I dunno. It's shitty though. It's probably the girls room, I mean, why the fuck would one of those guys have lights on the ceiling?" Another one asked rhetorically. 

I looked around and noticed them all standing at the bed. I could see two doors on the far wall. One is the closet, the other is the door for the bathroom. Ashton's room has a door that connects him to the main bathroom. So, the main bathroom has two doors, one going to Ashton's room, the other going to the hallway. 

I considered my chances and decided on what to do. It would only be a matter of minutes till they find me. I silently stood up and looked at them again. They continued to talk as they shifted through Ashton's stuff. I took my first step, and then I booked to the bathroom door. They noticed me, but they were too shocked to do anything, and by the time they did, I already had the door closed and locked. 

I opened the other door and ran down the hall till I got to the stairs. I silently, but quickly ran down them and stood at the entrance to the living room. I saw Calum and Ashton on the ground and Mark and Nathan beating them. They both had their hands tied. Ashton was trying to break free as Mark punched him repeatedly. Calum was trying to fight back and block Nathan's kicks. 

Without even thinking, I ran into the room and jumped on Mark's back. 


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