Narry One-Shots

You'll be my angel

OKAY SO THIS ONE IS ABOUT WERE NIALL AND HARRY ARE ANGELS. BUT HARRY IS A DARK ANGEL AND NIALL IS A GOOD ANGEL AND YEAH. IT'S GOING TO WORK IT'S SELF OUT.
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WARNINGS--- rape may be triggering

Niall's POV
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Hey my name's Niall as most of you might know. But there's a disclaimer... I'm dead.

Yeah about ten (10) years ago my house got broken into when my family and I were sleeping. Two burly and bulky men busted in through the windows. They slit my brother Greg's throat while he was sleeping.

They dragged me out of my bed. And one covered my mouth with their very disgusting, glove covered hands so I wouldn't make any noise. But I made things worse.

I yanked my lamp off my bedside table. It shattered across my floor. Bad move. The noise awoke my parents from their slumber. My father rushed in with a baseball bat, but stopped dead in his tracks.

The man covering my mouth, pulled a small gun out and held it to my temple. By now I was choking on my own
tears. I could taste the saltiness in my mouth. The other man was pointing a gun at my fathers head. My father dropped the bat to the ground. The only noise was our heaving breathing and my choking on tears.

My mother finally emerged to the scene. Her hands flew straight to her mouth.

" Make one noise and we shot both of them. Then you." Said the man pointing the gun at my father. He said it very confidently. No hesitation laced in his voice what so ever.

"Now get on the floor." He continued. My mother slowly lowered herself to the floor.

"Now for you blondie. Aren't you just so pretty, pure and innocent? Aren't, cha?" The very repulsive man holding me said. He pulled his hand off my mouth. I didn't dare make a peep. He tied a cloth around my mouth. He man handled me and pulled me on his lap on the floor.

" Now for you two." Said the other man. He pulled some ropes out of a bag and tied my parents, legs and hands together, and put duct tape over their mouths. He threw them on the floor right next to each other, and about seven feet away from me.

We were just staring at each other. The man holding me on his lap slowly dragged his hand up my thigh. Almost right on top of my crotch. He started grinding my bottom on himself. I could feel his bulge on my bottom.

To say I was disgusted was an under estaminet. I felt oh so very filthy.

"You're just so pretty baby boy." He said loud enough for all of us to hear. He was grunting and moaning in my ear. There were tears pouring down my face. My parents were in tears to. Watching their innocent baby boy. Being used in not so innocent ways.

The other man was watching the scene unfold. He was rubbing his crotch over his pants, getting off. How can they stand this? It's so wrong.

"I bet you're a virgin aren't cha, baby?" Grunted the man practically raping me. "Come on. Don't be shy answer, daddy."

When he said daddy I started shacking. He stud up and threw me on my bed. He started unbuckling his belt and pants. I don't know where the hand cuffs came from but he cuffed my hands to the bed post.

He pulled off all of his clothes and slowly got on the bed. I tried to writher away but it didn't work. It only made him mad. He ripped my shirt off, and pulled my pants off.

He took his belt and lashed me me across the stomach. "Ahhh!!!" I yelled through the cloth over my mouth.
"Don't disobey daddy, baby boy. Tsk tsk. What are we going to do with you? Do you need to be punished?"