Taken (one direction fanfic)

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I wake up to a massive headache and see that someone is carrying me over their shoulder again.

I tried to act like I was asleep but the groan I let out cuz of my headache didnt help at all.

All the sudden I feel like I'm falling and then I land on something soft I think is a couch. I open my eyes to see the one with curly hair starring at me like I was a prize.

"What" I spat out coldly not liking the way he was looking at me.

"Oh.. Ya know just thinking of a way to punish you for speaking when not spoken to" I cringe at the word "punish" and think of back home when I got beaten for walking home from school with someone.

All the sudden he picks me up and carries me down a flight if stairs. As I look around I notice 3 things:

1.) cement walls

2.) no windows

3.) a metal bed with 4 posts at the corners

I didn't even realize that the other 4 came down with us until someone said "now for the rules then we will punish you for talking back" I looked around and realized that the guy with the plaid shirt was talking.

This time a guy with blond hair spoke "first before the rules our names. I'm Niall"

"Liam" the guy with the plaid shirt said.

"Harry" the guy with the curly hair spoke.

"Louis" this guy had a striped shirt on.

"And Zayn" the black haired guy said.

"Now for the rules." Liam spoke coldly

"1.) don't try to run away

2.) don't talk back

3.) don't try to come at us or attack us

4.) you do what we say when we say it

5.) if any of these rules are broken you will be punish severely

6.) if you do something we don't like that doesn't break a rule then we will punish you accordingly"

Right after he said this Niall and Louis came at me and undid the ropes that held my hands and ankles. I tried to rub my wrist but they were being held back by Niall, Louis, Zayn, and Liam. Each person had a hold of one limb while Harry put hand cuffs around all them and tied each one to one of the posts. They all backed away while I lay there tied to a metal bed. I closed my eyes tight and prayed that this was a dream and of course when I opened them all the boys were still standing there starring at me like I was stupid.

I lay there giving each one of them the death glare but they just brush it of. Like they see it all the time. Once I'm done with my death glares I realize that Louis and Niall have gone back up stairs.

"Hey guys can you go up stairs? I want her for myself tonight" Harry says and Liam and Zayn start retreating back up the stairs. Once I heard the click of the door I started trembling hearing what harry said go through my head over and over. I want her for myself tonight. There's only one thing that could mean.

As all this is going through my head harry started walking over to the bed. I didn't even realize this until he took off my worn TOMS that I had on my feet. He was moving very slowly as if to see what my reaction would be. But I kept my face expressionless. I became very uncomfortable when he started tracing his finger up my leg. He went higher and higher on my leg till he was almost at my privates. I tried to squirm again but just like all the other times it did nothing to help my situation. Suddenly he takes his hand away and walks back up the stairs, knocks on the door and says " Zayn get me the bag I want her to change into the clothes we got her!" A few seconds after he said this Zayn opened the door and gave harry a dark blue duffle bag. "Lock the door to dont want her to try to escape!" He yelled, the footsteps stopped and came back to the door. I then hear a click and know that the door is unfortunately locked. Harry walked back down the stairs and opened anther door i didn't even realize was there, he then threw the bag into the unknown room, came back to the bed I was laying on and started undoing the handcuffs. When he finished this he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me up by that. I was holding onto his wrist to try and ease the pain but he just slapped my hands away from his. He dragged me into the room threw me at a wall and walked out. I got up off of the floor wincing cuz my back was killing me.

I pulled the bag up and put in on the counter looking through it. I was disgusted by what I saw. There was a red lace bra with black lace around the edges there was also a matching thong, the next thing I saw was a hot pink crop top that if I put it on it would end just under my boobs, I then pulled out the shortest pencil skirt i have ever seen, the rest of the bag consisted of multiple pairs of short shorts that end just under my but, a few different colored crop tops that all end at the same place as the first, the last was a short dress that had a cut right down the middle almost showing my boobs and the sides were a see through material.

" put the pink top and the skirt on and the come out!" Harry yelled through the door.

" hell no I'm not putting on any of these clothes I'm not a slut!!!"I screamed back after locking the door to make sure that he couldn't get to me. Cuz I was well aware that I broke rule 2.) don't talk back.

" if you don't put them on I will break down this door, put it on for you and your punishment will be 10 times worse!" I could tell by the way he talked that he was dead serious. And that kind of scared me.

I shut up after that and as slow as possible put the clothes on.

I turned to look at my reflection in the mirror and with my brunette hair and ocean blue eyes, the pink top looks really good on me. And my long tan legs would look really good with the skirt but the last beating my mom gave me still showed as the blue and black bruises haven't faded at all.

I slowly walk out of the room harry threw me in and saw that harry was nowhere in sight. I was just about to make run for the door when harry comes out from behind the door and body slammed me into the concrete wall.

"Ahh!" I scream as my body feels like its on fire.

"Shut up!! Dumbass bitch!" Harry screams in my face. As he picks my slim body up off of the floor. I closed my eyes and try to focus on anything but the pain that's all over my body.

While I was still recovering from being body slammed Harry carried me over to the bed. He dropped me on the metal bed. I rolled over to my side trying to get away from the pain to no avail. He then picked me up flipped me around and slammed me down on the bed this time my head was where the feet are supposed to be. My exposed stomach was down on the metal bed making me wince at the coldness. After harry retied my wrists and ankles to the post he came around to the end where my head was. He crouched down to my height and just looked at me with lustful eyes. I was pissed. So I did the one thing I could do in my position.

I spit right in his eyes.