I'm just a normal girl in a normal town with normal friends. My favorite days are cloudy ones because they're normal and forgettable, just like me.
I wake up to my six thirty alarm and reach for a scrunched beside my bed. I throw my long brown hair into a messy bun and get out of bed, ready to start the day.
I wonder down to the kitchen for some coffee, I think about eating breakfast but I decide against it. Only fat girls eat breakfast. Suddenly my alcoholic father stumbled from his bedroom.
"Your new owners should be here soon y/n"
"What? What are you talking about?" I asked, my voice full of fear. Then suddenly the doorbell rang and my father stumbled to the door. When he opened it harry styles smirked at me through the doorway.
"Hello darling" his voice husky like the dog.
Omg my father sold me to one direction!!!
"One Direction?!?!" Y/n says.
"Hello love!" Louis peeps from behind Harry. He smiles at you and you nearly melt right there. Your dad pushes you out through the door into the boys and shuts it behind you. The boys all surround you with a short hug. You see a big black tour bus in your driveway and can't help but smile at the thought of going on tour with One Direction.
The boys show you around the bus, "This is our driver, Eddie," Liam says with a warm smile which causes you to blush. Harry leads the way to the middle and you see a row of bunks. "This is where you'll sleep, unless you wanna sleep with me," he says with a wink.
I then realized all of them were staring at me with frightening smirks. An icy pit of scared formed in my stomach.
"You do know why you're coming on tour with us, right y/n?" Niall asked with a smirk.
"What are you talking about?" I ask with fear in my voice.
"Y/n, your father sold you to us to pay for his alcohol addiction. You're our slave now." Harry said with a smirk.
I gasped in horror and fell to the ground and began sobbing while all of the boys stood there and smirked at me.
They eventually left to go rehearse for their next show so I got up and looked around the bus myself. I put my few personal belongings on my bunk and tried to come up with an idea to get out of slavery. At first I was so excited to meet One Direction, but now I find out they're practically evil?!?!
While I was reading my favorite book, Little Women, Harry came into the bus and greeted me with a smile. "'M sorry about all the other boys, they're evil!"
"It's okay Harry," I reply, "I guess I'll just have to get used to being a slave," I say with a long sigh.
"I won't use you, y/n, you're too pretty to be a slave."
I blush bright red as Harry smiles at me and his green eyes shining into mine. After an almost-awkward length of time, he says, "Right, I have to go, see you soon y/n!"
I felt butterflies in my stomach after harry left. Maybe he would let me out of slavery!!
Or maybe he was pretending to be nice to use me for my body! Either way at least it was some decent human interaction that didn't make me feel like shit.
After a while the boys manager came into the bus.
"Y/n, you and the boys will be staying in a hotel tonight. Most nights you will stay in a hotel instead of the bus because they're more roomy and comfortable. Oh and harry told me to tell you that you'll be sharing a room with him tonight."
I gasped in shock as their manager turned around and left. I was partially scared because I was technically his slave but I also had butterflies in my stomach because harry was really cute and the only one who's been nice to me so far. I would just have to be carful that he didn't drug me or anything.
That night I went up to the hotel and met harry in the elevator. He smirked down at me but didn't say anything. I blushed red like a used tampon.
When Harry opens the door to our shared room the first thing I notice was how luxurious it was. The far wall has a full length glass window and the high ceiling hold a giant sparkling chandelier. The second thing I notice was that there was only one bed. "Well, y/n, it looks like we are gonna have to share!" Harry says, looking down at me.
"N-no I-it's fine, really, I'll just take the couch" I say shakily while pointing to a brown leather couch stuffed in the corner of the room.
"But y/n, you'll get cold!" He replies, and I swear I hear a slight smirk in his voice.
"No, I swear it'll be fine!"
Harrys gaze darkened.
"Y/N, remember you're our slave now, we bought you. You have to do what we say."
I meekly nodded and walked towards the bed.
"Well I have to get ready for the show, you should get some rest," harry said to me before walking out of the door.
I immodestly collapsed on the bed in sobs, how could my father have sold me to these evil people???? I'm so scared of what might happen to me! I've never even kissed a boy, what if they made me do stuff with them??
I continued to cry into the mattress, it was like Niagara Falls was under my eyelids.
Eventually I cried so much I fell asleep. I have a nightmare about being a slave for my new owners. Cooking, cleaning, and being yelled at for the simplest things. I can't believe the boys i used to obsess over turns out to be such horrible people. I wake up in a cold sweat and decide to take a shower. I turn the water to warm and take off my old Harvard crew neck and lululemon leggings and throw them on the counter to put back on afterwards.
When I get out of the shower I wrap the towel around my fragile figure and dry off. After I'm dry, I reach for my clothes, only to realize they aren't there.
I look around in shock, trying to find my clothes. Maybe they fell behind the counter? Suddenly I heard an Irish giggle coming from under the counter. I flung open the door to see Niall wearing my clothes and laughing!! I scream and run out of the bathroom and I see Harry laying on our bed!! He smirks and looks up and down my body when I suddenly remember, I dropped my towel while I was running away from Niall!!
I run back into the bathroom and close and lock the door. This is so embarrassing! I sob so hard I think i might flood the bathroom before I hear a knock at the door. I grab the last towel and tightly wrapping it around my body hoping it doesn't fall. I don't know if I could endure that again. I unlock the door and open it. It's Liam.
"Hey, y/n. Here are your clothes, I'm sorry about Niall."
"It's ok. It was just super embarrassing but I'm your slave now so I can't stop it," I reply with a sigh. I look into Liam's puppy brown eyes and I know he will be nicer to me, or at least I hope he will.
