Chapter 3
Shutting my car door and letting out a heavy breath, I stepped away from the vehicle only to stop dead in my tracks.
Grunting, I slowly craned my head to look at the car as I had a mental war inside my head.
I've only been gone twenty minutes and I already want to see her again. Shit. I stepped back towards the car and opened the door before stopping and hitting my hand against the metal roof.
"Well, well." My head shot back to see an unhappy looking Liam making his way towards me. Well... I guess my mind has been made up for me. "You're ten minutes late Harry."
He snatched the car keys from my hold as I hesitantly closed the door and leant on it.
"Where were you?" He growled getting up in my face. I hated this. How he acted like my dad and I could do nothing but act like a child under stupid circumstances.
"Out."
"Harry." His voice deeper, nearly hitting my tone as I swallowed and finally made eye contact with him. Those brown eyes of his making me feel insecure and avert his stare again. "Where were you?"
He wasn't joking around and I knew that if I wanted to get anywhere I'd have to tell him.
"I-I was..." He waited impatiently as I sighed and mumbled my whereabouts.
"Speak up."
"I s-said, I was w-with a g-girl-"
"Oh for fucks same Harry!" Liam snapped as I hunched away from him. He stepped back and ran a head over his shirt hair before beginning to rant to himself. "I knew I shouldn't have let him go. Grocery shopping at eight o'clock my ass."
Sneaking away and making a run for my room was a terrible thought racing through my mind right now. But it was still there.
"Get here!" Liam snatched my upper arm, stopping me from escaping any further. "It looks like we have no other option but to tie you up again." This seemed to stir up some obedience in me as I shook my head frantically.
"Please Liam! I-I won't do it again!" It was a straight up lie and we both knew it. He ignored me and dragged me into the house before calling Niall.
Together they fought me all the way up to my room before Niall held me down while Liam tied my wrists to the bed posts. I hated this as much as they did but me having a disorder apparently gives them the right to tie me down and tame me like some wild feral animal.
"I'll leave you to think." Liam answered before hassling Niall out and closing the door to leave me in this dark unflattering room.
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So here we are again I guess. My body still coming down from that brilliant orgasm I just commenced.
She's stuck in my mind. Annie's stuck in my mind as I glanced around the room for something to help me cut my rope with.
My eyes then trailed over to the empty plate and used knife and fork on my bedside table that Niall used to feed me earlier with. I could only grin before chuckling to myself.
Stupid Niall. Always about the food but never the dirty dishes.
I turned my body and reached my feet over to the table before fumbling the cold cutlery between my toes. Just... a little, further-YES!
Carefully turning my foot and bowing my head down, I took the cutlery into my mouth before turning my head and beginning the slow process that could take me a few hours to complete.
Don't worry Annie. I'm coming.
(This chapter is a little short)
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FanfictionHarry Styles had what many would call a disorder. But he saw it as a comfort. He would wait countless days tied up on his bed, thinking about the girl he would finally possess. But who knew it would be a stripper at a lone night club. _SweetSerenity...