One Direction's Property (COMPLETED)

Dannon's POV:

"DANNY!" my mum yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

"COMING!" I ran down to her skipping every other step until I was at the bottom. "Yes ma'am."

"Here I need you to get a few groceries from market," she said handing me the grocery list and some money. I honestly didn't mind, because this gave me some time to listen to Ed Sheeran a.k.a Ginger Jesus. "Be safe," she wrapping me in a tight hug before I left out the door, something she always do to my siblings and I when we go out the house with out her and our dad. Even if it was just to get the mail.

The warm Australian wind blew my hair about as I made my way to the market, that was little less than ten minutes by foot, Spark blasting in my ears.

Once I was there, I got the items on the list, and started my journey back home. I was crossing the street to my house was on I almost got hit by a van, but it stopped right in time. I stayed frozen my spot still traumatised to what was just about to happen.

I snapped back to reality when I felt a hand lay on my shoulder. I turned to the owner of the hand. He bluish green eyes with brown hair that was tossed about, but somehow worked on him. He had on a T-shirt with a band I never heard on it, (Which doesn't really mean anything 'cause the only vocal musician I know is Ed Sheeran.) some sweatpants, and blue TOMS.

He said something, but I couldn't he because of my earpieces. I took them out blushing at my awkwardness.

"Can you repeat that, please?"

"I asked if you are alright?" he said his Northern English accent very apparent in his speech.

This is quiet funny to me since just yesterday I meet an Irish guy. What next? An American. I shook the thought away and answered him with a nodded.

"I mean are you sure no bruises, cuts, or pain, because I really do not need a lawsuit or something."

"Yea, no I'm fine. Heck I don't even know what talking about," I joked making him laugh a bit.

"Well, I must get going and take these to my mum," I said holding up the grocery bags.

"Oh okay, bye," he said waving over his shoulder as walked back to his van. I started back walking, and not even five seconds later someone put their hand on my mouth and I felt stinging pain in my right hand. Before I could fight back, darkness overcame me and I fainted.

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I woke up in an unfamiliar room that was, to be honest, somewhat of a pigsty. I mean there were clothes on the floor and the bed I was on had clothes on it too. Even though it's not much my parents would have flipped, had me clean it, and for my punishment I would had to hold two buckets full of bricks for five minutes.

I saw a window on my right, a bathroom on my left, and door, I assumed, lead out of this room in front of me. I walked to it wrapping my hand around the knob and twisted it. Locked. I went to the other side of the room where the window was and started to try to open it when I heard mumbled voices coming closer. I try harder to get the window open, but it wouldn't budge not one inch.

I gave up when I heard the door being unlocked and ran under the bed. I could see the door open and two sets of feet walk into the room.

"Where'd she go?" I heard a familiar ask.

"She probably hiding somewhere in the room, because she couldn't have possibly escaped," the other answered, and again it sounded familiar. Oh wait, I remember. Those are the boys I meant over the last couple of days. I probably was hurt and fainted. Of course, they brought back to their place, because they were scared of getting in trouble and wanted to make sure I got home safely when I woke. Awwwww, I'm touched. I slid from under the bed facing the two boys.

"See I told you," the British one said.

"You two scared the crap out of me. I thought I had been kidnapped by some weirdo." They looked at each other confused at, but they shrugged it off.

"I'm Niall by the way," the Ir- Niall said pointing at himself then pointing to the British one, "and that's Louis. Come on, so you can meet the others." I followed them downstairs to the sitting room, where three other sets of eyes instantly landed on me. I started to become to be a bit self-conscience. I mean if you were in a room with five- I must admit- hot guys and all the attention was on you, you would feel self-conscience even in the slightest bit. All three of the boys I didn't know shook my and told me their names.

"So when are you taking me home?" I asked. Zayn, Liam, and Harry seemed confused whilst Louis and Niall shied away.

"You didn't tell her did you?" Harry asked Louis and Niall which they both shook their head 'no'.

"Tell me what?" I started getting nervous. What weren't they telling me?

"You're not going home."

"And w-why not?" I started to back away from them not feeling comfortable near them anymore. They all seemed to perk up at my question.

"Well, doll you are going to be what I like to call our sex slave."

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