One Direction's Property (COMPLETED)

Dannon's POV:

"Danny, wake up," a voice said as it shook me awake.

"I don't wanna," I mumbled turning onto my stomach making pain shoot through my body. I curled into a ball groaning in agony. 'Why am I in so much pain?' I asked myself.

"Come on Danny, we have to take you shopping for new clothes." God, I wish this person would just leave me alone. "I'm sorry I can't do that, but I do have some Motrin to help any pain you have." Crap, I said that out loud didn't I?

I turned around to face the owner of the voice. Who is this guy. Think, think, thi-. Everything hit like a pile of bricks.

Why I was in pain.

Why I was here.

Everything.

I scooted as far away as I could from him holding the sheet to my naked body. Tears ran down my face as held my knees to my chest. I didn't want to be here anymore. I want to be at home helping my my mum with dinner. I want to have burping contest with my dad. I want to have to chase Landon around when it's bath time. I want to have play tea parties with Kenzie. I want to talk about boys with Heather. I want to play football Micheal and Timothy when they come home from Uni.

I don't want to be with these horrible men. I don't want to do what I did last night again unless it is with someone I love. I don't want to be here.

"It'll be alright, I promise," Liam said making me, surprisingly, feel better. He held me tight to him rocking me back and forth. "Put on your clothes, and come downstairs to eat breakfast," he said once I stopped crying and left me to get dressed.

I saw on the nightstand two orange pills and a glass of water. I instantly gulped down the pills and water wanting the pain to subside as soon as possible. I got dressed in my clothes from yesterday and went downstairs like instructed.

All the boys were sitting around the dining table eating and having small talk when I walked in. I sat at the only empty seat between Zayn and Harry. I ate my pancakes in silence not looking up any of the boys who I'm pretty sure were staring at me.

"So Niall how did you sleep last night?" I stopped listening then and there. They might have me captive here, but will not just sit and listen to them make a mockery of me. I'm just going to sit.

I drizzled syrup over my pancakes, and cut it into in small bit sized pieces. I took a piece into my mouth making my eyes widen at the surprisingly amazing taste. I continued eating my breakfast when I felt a hand on my left leg. I looked up at Harry, who looked as though he had no idea to what he was doing. I quickly finished my breakfast, and took my plate and glass to the kitchen.

I scrubbed and washed my dishes and put it on the rack to dry. I turned around to walk to the sitting room almost running into Harry. He pushed back to the room before anyone else could see me, and sat me on the counter standing in between my legs.

"I can't wait to get my turn with you," he said rubbing his hands up and down my thighs making me squirm under his touch. His gripped my legs and pulled me closer to him. "Do you not like me?" He asked rhetorical. "Because I really like you."

"HARRY AND DANNON IT'S TIME TO GO!" Louis yelled. I swear I've never been so happy to hear someone yell before.

"We'll finish this later," he said kissed my cheek and left to where everyone else is.

"What is with this bloke and kissing me on my face," I mumbled wiping my check where he kissed me. I jumped down from the counter, and I went to the front room to see only Liam.

"Everyone else is outside in the car, and here are your shoes," he said handing them to me.

Once I slipped on my Clarks, we headed outside to the van. I sat in the seat closest to the door, Liam next to me on the other side of the section, Niall in the passenger seat, Harry, Louis, and Zayn in the back seats, and some guy I don't know in the driver's seat.

"That's Paul our bodyguard," Liam said basically reading my mind.

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Throughout the ten minute drive to the shopping centre I learned that I am no longer in my beautiful city of Newcastle, but London, that my kidnappers/rapist are in a world known band called One Direction, and I have to pretend that I am their manager's, Simon Cowell, niece.

Very educational, yea?

When we got into the shopping centre, I went to the Schuh with Liam whilst the others went off in other directions.

"What kind of shoes you like?" Liam asked.

"It doesn't matter." And with probably very unuseful information he went to the women's section as I just sat there on my own thinking of ways to try to escape without him noticing.

Just when I was about to give up a couple of girls around my age came in with One Direction shirts, purses, etc., making me hatch a plan in my mind. I walked towards them, and got their attention.

"As I can see you are big One Direction fans," I said once they were all listening.

"If you came over here to hate on our boys then you can leave now," the shortest one said not so much as rude, but protective," and it's Directioners."

"Oh no, hate at all. I just wanted to let you know that over there is Liam Payne," I said and to where he was standing. Two of them started hyperventilating whilst another one tried to keep them calm saying 'We don't want to scare him away.' I eased myself towards the door, and once they were talking to him, I ran as fast as I could out of the store and through the shopping centre. I was almost towards the exit when I saw Zayn looking around for something. He turned and face me instantly running towards me once he saw me. I ran in the opposite direction, and around the corner running hard into someone. Louis. He snatched me off the floor, and headed to the exit closest to the van.

"You are in so much trouble right now," he said tightening his grip on my forearm. He threw me into the van shutting the door behind him. He sat me in the corner seat beside and called, who on his phone. "I have her. We're in the van."

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We got back to the house, and all the boys were pissed even Liam. I stood waiting silently for one of them to give me the punishment they were talking about in the car.

"You lot get the bags of ice from the deep freezer, and bring it to the main bathroom," Harry instructed and took me to what I guess was the main bathroom. He handcuffed me, tied my legs, and laid me in the bathtub. By then the others were in the bathroom with the bags of ice.

"Pour it on her," Harry said and one by one they all poured the bags of ice they had on me, and left. I instantly started to get frostbite. The longer I laid there helplessly the harder it was to keep my eyes open. More and more stars began to blur my vision until everything went dark, and I felt numb.

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