Kidnapped

“What?” He asked huskily.

I moved closer to him and kissed him full on the lips.

He quickly kissed me back and I felt pleasure coursing through my veins.

We pulled apart, panting and he looked me straight in the eyes.

“You’re going to slowly take off your clothes.” He commanded.

I found myself losing all control and I started to take off my top, revealing my black lace bra that Harry had picked out.

I slowly took off the rest of my clothes and I stayed standing in front of Harry, waiting for his next command.

His eyes raked up and down my body and I felt sparks ignite.

“Undress me.” He commanded and I quickly went over to where he was on the bed.

I removed each article of clothing until he was only in his boxers.

I played with the elastic waistband of his boxers, slowly slipping them down his legs, until they were off completely.

My eyes met with his as he whispered “Kiss me.”

I climbed on top of him, meeting our lips.

He flipped us over so that he was on top and soon he thrust inside of me.

I moaned into our kiss. “Harry!” I yelled out as the pleasure became almost too much to handle.

I reached my high and he followed soon after, spilling into me.

He got up and quickly got dressed and I started to get out of his trance, still high as a kite though.

I was now completely out of his trance and I let a tear slip.

Even though I was still high I knew what had just happened.

I told him I needed time, so he decided that raping, wait was it even rape if I liked it? But he made me like it. I didn’t even know anymore. Besides, I needed time and he decided that making me fuck him was okay, well newsflash for him. It wasn’t.

Harry looked at my fiery eyes. I was beyond pissed at him.

“You fucker.” I said angrily.

“What did you just call me?” He asked matching my tone.

“You fucking heard me.” I said even angrier.

He stalked over to me and slapped me straight across the face.

I felt the sting from the impact a few moments later.

His eyes were turning dark, animalistic.

I could feel a dull burning sensation spreading through my body and I knew that it was unnatural.

I looked away from his eyes, but the burning continued.

Finally, I had enough so I shakily stood up and put on my clothes.

“What are you doing?” He asked angrily.

“I’m getting away from you.” I said calmly.

The burning increased drastically and I found myself on the floor.

I tried to scream, but my voice was caught in my throat.

The burning continued to get worse as each second ticked past.

“Stop.” I managed to squeak out, but the burning continued.

There was a knock at the door and the boys stood there.

They quickly rushed to Harry’s side, telling him to stop, that he was hurting me.

Still, the burning continued as I laid on the ground helplessly.

Finally, the burning stopped.

Harry was broken out of the trance that he seems to be in whenever he inflicts pain on me.

Harry came running over to me and I quickly backed up as far away as possible.

“Get away.” I said frantically.

Liam and Zayn came to Harry’s side and pulled him away from me.

Louis looked at me apologetically. “You won’t be staying with Harry anymore.”

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