The Slut
Chapter 25
SKY's POV
Where am I? Why is it so hot in here?
" Rise and shine sleeping beauty," Chris smirks to himself.
" Where the hell are we?!" I yell at him.
" Well... You're in my bed."
I quickly look down and see my legs and arms tied up.
I'm naked.
HARRY's POV
" What was Zayn talking about, Niall?" I ask as soon as Zayn is out of the room.
" We would like to ask that the room goes silent as we start the dancing with the Father Daughter dance," Jasmine's mom announces. My eyes widen because we're supposed to sing "Little Things".
" Ok no worries. Liam, you sing Zayn's parts. The rest of us... The usual," Louis says. We all nod out head and head to the stage.
Jasmine and her dad take their places. They give us a small nod.
Niall grabs his guitar and we grab a stool.
" Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me. But bare this in mind, it was meant to be. Joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks. And it all makes sense to me," Liam starts. I gues none of them are directioners because they dont seem to notice that Zayn isnt here and that Liam took his part.
Niall steals Liam's part, " I know you never love the crinkles by your eyes when you smile you've never loved your stomach or your thighs. The dimples in your back, at the bottom of your spine,but I love them endlessly."
SKY's POV
" Where are my clothes?!" I yell at him.
" Hmm idont know. I forget where I threw them, I was busy making love to you," he laughs.
" IT WASNT LOVE YOU SICK BASTARD!!!"
" Ha. It sure was. Our body moved to sync."
" I was out cold! I didnt do shit, it was all you!!"
" You sure about that baby?" He moves close to my legs.
I brought my my foot up to his stomach causing him to bend over my legs. I smash my knee into his head causing him to fall right on top of me.
At least he was passed out.
I pulled and pulled on the cloth tied around my hands. They were finally stretched out enough for me to slip right out of them. I untied my legs and grabbed his shirt that was on the ground.
I ran out of his room and down the stairs. I swung the door wide open, I started running. Distance just became my new friend.
After about 8 minutes of running I realized something. Im pregnant. Oh my God!!! My baby!!!! I ran to the nearest house and started knocking on the door frantically.
" PLEASE HELP ME!! PLEASE!!! IVE BEEN RAPED!!!" I shout as tears are rushing down my face.
An an old woman appears at the door. She opens it and welcomes me into her house. She bandages up my cuts on my wrist from the pulling of the cloth.
" Are you ok?" She asks me.
" I've been raped, I'm pregnant," is all I manage to say.
Her eyes widen. She rushes into a room and comes back with a phone in her hand.
" Im calling the cops."
All I do is nod.
I swear if something happens to my baby I killing that son of a bitch.
Where am I? Why is it so hot in here?
" Rise and shine sleeping beauty," Chris smirks to himself.
" Where the hell are we?!" I yell at him.
" Well... You're in my bed."
I quickly look down and see my legs and arms tied up.
I'm naked.
HARRY's POV
" What was Zayn talking about, Niall?" I ask as soon as Zayn is out of the room.
" We would like to ask that the room goes silent as we start the dancing with the Father Daughter dance," Jasmine's mom announces. My eyes widen because we're supposed to sing "Little Things".
" Ok no worries. Liam, you sing Zayn's parts. The rest of us... The usual," Louis says. We all nod out head and head to the stage.
Jasmine and her dad take their places. They give us a small nod.
Niall grabs his guitar and we grab a stool.
" Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me. But bare this in mind, it was meant to be. Joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks. And it all makes sense to me," Liam starts. I gues none of them are directioners because they dont seem to notice that Zayn isnt here and that Liam took his part.
Niall steals Liam's part, " I know you never love the crinkles by your eyes when you smile you've never loved your stomach or your thighs. The dimples in your back, at the bottom of your spine,but I love them endlessly."
SKY's POV
" Where are my clothes?!" I yell at him.
" Hmm idont know. I forget where I threw them, I was busy making love to you," he laughs.
" IT WASNT LOVE YOU SICK BASTARD!!!"
" Ha. It sure was. Our body moved to sync."
" I was out cold! I didnt do shit, it was all you!!"
" You sure about that baby?" He moves close to my legs.
I brought my my foot up to his stomach causing him to bend over my legs. I smash my knee into his head causing him to fall right on top of me.
At least he was passed out.
I pulled and pulled on the cloth tied around my hands. They were finally stretched out enough for me to slip right out of them. I untied my legs and grabbed his shirt that was on the ground.
I ran out of his room and down the stairs. I swung the door wide open, I started running. Distance just became my new friend.
After about 8 minutes of running I realized something. Im pregnant. Oh my God!!! My baby!!!! I ran to the nearest house and started knocking on the door frantically.
" PLEASE HELP ME!! PLEASE!!! IVE BEEN RAPED!!!" I shout as tears are rushing down my face.
An an old woman appears at the door. She opens it and welcomes me into her house. She bandages up my cuts on my wrist from the pulling of the cloth.
" Are you ok?" She asks me.
" I've been raped, I'm pregnant," is all I manage to say.
Her eyes widen. She rushes into a room and comes back with a phone in her hand.
" Im calling the cops."
All I do is nod.
I swear if something happens to my baby I killing that son of a bitch.
Notes
Updatedtell me what you think. I'll try to update again but idk. Going to the doctors to get tested for breast cancer, what a coincidence since it's Breast Cancer Awareness month. Anyways wish me luck :)
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I've never been a fan of fanfiction myself, however, I was quite curious as to what fans write about their beloved boy band. I have to admit I find some of these stories to be amusing. I am a writer. It almost inspires me to write a fanfic. Then, I realize how much of a waste of time it is. That is for me. For you however, I believe you have a talent. I have to admit, as revolting as it is you really give me a clear image of the sex scenes. I would have to agree with the pizza girl. Your sex scenes aren't very realistic. I do realize that you probably won't see this. I suppose I am a bit mad to waste my time on a paragraph that you probably will never see. Still, I like to get my opinion out there. I have hopes, that one day, you will look back on this story, and see my comment. I believe that you have a talent. The plot is of something out of a novela. I would hate for you to waste such skills. You should consider writing to be a career path for you. It's a great passion, to create a whole world, that belongs to you. Anything you want to happen, will. I certainly hope that you do something with it. I can feel the passion in your words.
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