Kidnapped 15+

Welcome to Hell-2

I woke up in another place. I weren't at the mall. I were in a little room out in the woods. I looked outside the window and saw that they were closed from the inside and outside. So no matter what, I couldn't escape. I could hear voices from the other room. Familiar voices. Them. My kidnappers, or better known as One Direction. I could hear the laughing and joking in the other room. I opened the door, and tiptoed out in the hall. I passed their room and started running. I looked behind me to see if they were following me. - as I didn't pay attention to where I ran, because I wanted to make sure they didn't follow me, I ran into the door. I fell on the floor and hit my but as I felt.  

Footsteps.  

I knew they were coming for me, and I saw the door open. They came out of the room and saw me. Harry ran towards me. I managed to get up and grabbed the doorknob. Right when I was about to try to open the door he grabbed my waist and pushed me back. 

"Where do you think you're going?" He smirked with his heavy British accent. He pulled me into his  arms and held me tight. Not in the good cute way, but in the harsh violent way. He held me so tight that I almost couldn't breathe. I struggled, trying to escape, and I saw the other boys rushed over to us.  

"I'm trying to get away from you sick bastards!" I answered his question and kicked in different directions, hoping at least to kick one of them, but he was much stronger than I expected. "Why the fuck did you kidnap me?!" I yelled at them and tried to caught my breathe.  

"Watch your language young lady!" Liam shushed at me, but I ignored it and tried to fight Harry back from behind. 

"Fuck off," I yelled at him. "I hate you, get your filthy hands of me!" 

"I know that you hate me,"  he said with a grin, "that's why I took you with me, to show you that you can love me!" I laughed a long sarcastically laugh and looked at him. He lifted me up and inside the bedroom I were in before. He literary threw me on the bed. 

The boys walked in the room and closed the door. I just sat on the bed with my legs and arms crossed.  

"You know, some girls would actually kill to be in your place right now." An Irish accent said, "to have five sexy boys around them."

"Well unfortunately I'm not one of them!" I sent him a death glare. Harry came closer to me and putted one hand on my waist, "and I've never been one of them, and I never will." I removed his hands from me. 

"Wow, you really are feisty! Good luck with that one Harry." Liam notices and looks at Harry. "Just call for help if you need help with her, we'd be happy to show her who makes the rules here." He said with a smirk and winked, and walked out of the room followed by the other boys. Harry closed the door behind them and looked at me.  

"What?" I waited for him to walk out too, but he weren't moving. "Don't you have something else to do?" I snarled. He didn't say anything, he just came closer to me and sat on the bed beside me. I moved away from him but every time he just got closer and closer. I stood up from the bed and putted my hands in my sides. After sitting on the bed and admiring me, he suddenly stood up and pushed me down on the bed. He held my body down with his as he took both of my hands and held them above my head with one hand while the other hand started exploring my body.  

"What the hell are you doing?!" I yelled and tried to get him off me, but he had pushed all his body weigh on mine and he were to strong. I screamed and rolled from left to right trying to get him off me. I finally managed to roll him of me and kicked him right in his crotch and he fell on his knees in pain. I was shocked by my actions and didn't even run away. 

"Niall, Louis, Liam, Zayn! Come here! Now!" He yelled. I realized that I might needed to run away if I didn't wanted to stay with them, I opened the door but it was to late. The other boys were already at the door. "Hold her." Harry said with anger in his voice and the boys did what he said. Zayn and Niall took my arms, while Louis and Liam held my legs. They placed me on the bed, still holding me down. Harry had managed to get up and looked at me. His green eyes were filled with anger and darkness.  

"Listen Love, you are going to behave! Or else bad things will happen!" He said with anger in his voice and looked at me. 

"Don't call me love." 

"I can call you whatever I please me sweetheart." He said with his anger raising. He looked at me cockily and grinned. "Do you promise to behave?" He asked and looked seriously at me. 

"Oh fuck you." I snarled at him. 

"If you say so." He said and got closer to me. He lay on top of me like before and the other boys let go. He once again held my arms over my head with one hand and started kissing my neck. The other boys started to take my clothes of, and it were gone in matter of seconds.

"You can go now." He said to the boys, "I'll come in a minute, or two." He said cockily and the boys left the room.  

He softly kissed my neck and hit my sweet spots. I moaned unwillingly and got goosebumps all over my body. I could feel Harry smile as he continued from my neck and down my chest, stomach and his hands followed by. As I was about to protest he lifted his head and pressed his lips against mine, and his tongue gained entrance. While our tongues danced with each other his hand got between my thighs and thrusted two fingers inside me. A silent scream came out of my mouth. But after a matter of seconds the pain turned into pleasure and just when I was about to moan he started going slowly. 

"Ha...Harry." I whispered. 

"Mh?" he knew what I wanted. "What is is love?" He just wanted me to say it. 

"Don't...don't st..."  

"I thought you didn't want my filthy hands to touch you?" He smirked.  

"Harry I..." He almost stopped, and I couldn't hold it more. 

"Say it. Say it!" My body started to shake, and I needed more. 

"I want every inch of you inside me." I whispered unwillingly. He immediately stopped with what he was doing and stepped away from me. I lay on the bed with closed eyes, and seconds after, I could a feel naked body beside mine. I regretted. I did. I didn't want to do it. He placed his hands at my waist and lifted me up on his lap.  

"Harry, I don't want to...I.."  

"Oh sush Emily, you don't know what you want." He cutted me off. 

"But Harry, I'm..I'm a virgin."  

"That only makes it better." He smirked. I tried to get away but he was to strong. He pulled me closer to him as he was about to entrance me. What was going on? Was I about to be raped by Harry? Sick bastard.