One Direction's Property (COMPLETED)

Zayn's POV:

Today has been very tiresome. After the interview, we had a meeting (that really didn't involve us much), a concert, and we had to record some songs for our Midnight Memories album.

I would be sleep right now, but I wanted to make sure that I got a room with Dannon. I know I have Perrie, and she is the most amazing woman I have ever met, but I hardly see her. It starting to seem like when I have time she doesn't and vice versa. So Dannon will have to be her substitute.

Our van stopped infront of the hotel we were staying until we got bus. Niall, Liam, and Harry got out of the van whilst Louis was trying to wake up Dannon.

"I'll get her Lou, you seem tired," I suggested.

"Sure," he answered and walked into the hotel to his room. I picked up Dannon bridal style, and carried her inside. Paul walked with me to the lift, and to my room. He unlocked the door for me, and walked in with me behind him. I layed Dannon on my bed.The only light was coming from the street lights outside.

"Zayn, whatever you planing on doing with her make sure it's quiet. I don't need anyone finding out about this, alright?" Paul nagged at me.

"I know, I'll be careful."

"You better, because not only do you have your job on the line you also have mine. I have a family."

"Okay, I understand." And with that he left putting my room card on a table. I shook off what he just said, and went to the task at hand. Dannon.

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Dannon's POV:

I woke up to the sound of water running. As I looked at my surroundings, I notice I was in some hotel room.

"Hello," I called out. The door to, what I guess, was the bathroom opened, and a figure appeared in the doorway.

"Nice to see you awake, love." It felt like my heart literally stopped. I could easily tell who it was without even seeing his face. He walked dreadfully slow towards me. Making my nerves go on end. "Time to finish what we started." He grabbed my wrists pulling me off the bed.

"STOP, LEAVE ME ALONE!" His hand instantly came in contact with my mouth to shut me up.

"I already see you're going to be a little brat," Zayn huffed, and with his hand still on my mouth he held me up under my ribs. His arm pressing deep into my stomach as he carried me into the bathroom. I struggling the whole way, my screams being muffled by his hand. Once he let me go, he took his hand off my mouth. Before I could scream, he striked his hand across my face. The force of the impact knocked me down to the floor.

"Now shut up," he seethed, and yanked off the floor by my arm. "Undress." Without much hesitation, because of fear what he might do if I didn't, I turned around, and did what I was told. Once I was striped down to nothing, looked at him over my shoulder, but snapped my head back forward seeing as he was naked too.With his hands on my shoulders he guided me into the shower. The water making my hair stick to my body. My back was pressed against his front as he rubbed his hands up and down my inner thigh.

"You have no idea how long I wanted you," he said before pushing me between him and the wall of the shower. His erection poking me in my stomach. He lifted me up the same way he did in the storage closet. Leaving himself right at entrance. "And now I have you." He forced himself inside making screamed out in agony, but he ignored it continuing roughly thrusting in and out of me. His hands roaming over my body. Invading me in every way.

His thrusts became more rough. It was so unbearable. My body shook with sobs. The steam started overwhelm me, making me dizzy, and spots blocked my vision. I had to get out NOW.

"Shhh," Zayn wiping the tears from my face,"you're going to ruin the mood."

'WHAT FUCKING MOOD!', I screamed in my head. Even if I would have said that it would have probably not been comprehendible do to my laboured breathing.

The lack of oxygen to my brain left me in clouded state of mind as Zayn pumped himself into me a few last times. My body scream out in agony as he pulled himself out of me. I stumbled out of the shower behind him. I grabbed a towel off the rack, wrapped it around my body, and sat on the lid of the toiler trying to collect my senses. Somewhere in that time Zayn left the bathroom, and returned with some clothes for me to wear to bed. He was now dressed in his own pyjamas.

I slowly, but surely got dressed in the clothing. I was now feeling much better now since being out of hot environment. I walked out of the bathroom seeing Zayn laying on his bed watching the telly. At first I went unnoticed by him, but that was short lived when his eyes met mine.

"C'mere Danny, babe," Zayn said patting space beside him. I took a breath, and made across the room to him. At first I was sitting as far as I could away from him, but he instantly changed that by pulling me inbetween his lap. His arms wrapped themselves around me keeping us close together.

I remained tense in his embrace. Not really finding a way to be comfortable and be this close to him at the same time, but do to the time I slowly fell asleep. The last thing I remember is Zayn kissing on the top of my and whispering, 'Goodnight, love.'

*the next morning*

My eyes flutter open, finding myself in the same position with Zayn from last night. The aching in my lower area were just a constant reminder of last night events. I managed to wriggle myself out of Zayn's grasp without waking him. I walked out the hotel room to meet Preston.

"Where's Louis's room," I asked.

"It's room 312." I knocked on the door, and not long after door was replaced with Louis. Not being able to hold it in any more, my arms wrapped around Louis as I bawled into his shirt.

"What's wrong Danny?" He said letting me into his room. Before I could answered I was interrupt by an unknown voice.

"Who is it Lou?" the voice asked. I looked up for the owner and soon a girl around Louis's age appeared. She had long brown hair, beautiful brown eyes that sparkled with joy, and a perfect tanned complexion.

"It's just Alyssa," he replied. I eyes met my face making her expression become a worried one.

"What's wrong, love?" She asked wiping some tears from my face.

"Who-o are y-you?" I asked ignoring her question. My voice cracked do to my crying.

"I'm Eleanor, Louis's girlfriend." My heart sank into the pit of my stomach. I would have never thought that four meaningless words would have put me in such a hole, make feel so small, so used, so low, so...... unloved.

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