We got back into the living room. They went quiet when we walked in. The boys looked mad, but Louis didn’t. Please don’t tell me they were talking about him kissing me or licking my face! Please?!?!
I sat down next to Liam. “Truth or dare, Liam?” I asked. “Uh… truth.” He answered. “Do you fancy Dani?” I asked, smirking. Everyone leaned in, but Dani just rolled her eyes. “Y-Well…N-…Yeah. I always have.” He admitted. “Aw, Liam!” I smiled. Dani blushed. Her face was crimson red.
“Shut up.” He warned. I gave him a sorry look.
***LATER THAT NIGHT***
Harry has been pissed off for hours. He has been in an attitude since truth or dare. He has been pushing by me all night. I finally got fed up with it.
I walked up the stairs, and into the hallway. He passed me, and bumped into my shoulder on purpose. I shut my eyes, madly. I turned around. “What is your deal?” I yelled. He turned around. He ignored me, and continued walking. “I think I asked you a question!” I exclaimed. He continued walking. “HEY FUCKTARD!” I screamed. He stopped, and turned. “What did you call me?” he asked, squinting his eyes. “I called you, a fucktard. Now answer my fucking god damn question! What is your deal?” I yelled. He walked closer. I began to take steps back. I had nowhere else to go. My back hit the wall. He towered over me. “Call me that…one…more…time” he said, his eyes dark.
“Fucktar-….” I stared. His lips crashed against mine. It took me moments to kiss back. I dragged my hands through his curls. He pushed me into a room. He turned and pushed me up against it. His kisses were rough, but gentle.
I loved it.
“Harry,” I moaned, as he kissed up and down my neck. “I don’t think this is right…” I sighed. “Shut up, bitch.” He hissed. I knew he was pissed. “What can I do to get you to stop?” I asked. He continued going down my neck. “Nothing. Nothing can stop me.” He smirked on my skin.
Shit.
I loved it, but it wasn’t right.
He began to kiss my lips roughly. He knew I liked it.
“Say my name, I like the way it rolls off of your tongue.” He smirked.
I began to make him stop. I tried pushing before, shoving, nothing.
I knew what I had to do.
“Do it, you whore.” He hissed.
“Louis!” I moaned.
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Kidnapped by One Direction
FanfictionHe picked me up and held me in his arms. I tried to break free, but his grip was too tight. I did what I had to do. I elbowed him in the gut. He dropped me as he cried in pain. I fell to the ground, but jumped right back up, and ran. I turned the co...
