Taken and Torn [Niam/Narry/Nouis/Ziall]

Prologue: It All Starts Here

Helpless. Scared. Alone. Lost. Hopeless. These are the things I felt when I woke up in an unfamiliar room. All I remembered was I was abducted by four boys I never met my entire life.

All I knew was that I was just walking down the busy L.A. street to have my first day in Hollywood Arts College. A van parked in front of me, I was punched in the gut and voila! - here I am. 

My thoughts were cut by the door being yanked harshly. I felt the beat of my heart getting louder as footsteps were becoming more audible every single second. I squeezed by eyes shut, anticipating for what unfortunate event that may happen to me.

"You must be new in L.A." a husky voice asked, which appeared to be British. I didn't answer, I was too scared to do so. "Talk, blondie." the voice demanded. "Y-Yes." I choked out, squeezing my eyes tighter. The voice gave out a dark chuckle, "Innocent - just the way I like it. Look at me." he ordered.

I slowly opened my eyes and raised my head. There I saw, a curly-haired boy with a very dark and mysterious expression painted on his face. "Wh-What do you w-want from me?" I managed to ask. The boy didn't answer, instead, he grabbed me by my armpits and pinned me to a wall. His lips attacking mine. What's happening?!

I tried to push him away but he was too strong. Knowing that I'm helplessly his, I just let him do whatever he wants to do. His mouth moved to my neck, nibbling every single area like a lion enjoying a nice deer.

The heat of the moment made me moan, "S-Stop, p-please." I panted. The boy ignored my request and started grinding on me. His bulging crotch roughly touching mine. Soon, he started exploring what's underneath my shirt which made me uncomfortable. I flinched at his sudden action - never in my life have I been touched like this.

I jumped at the sudden bang of the door. "HARRY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO HIM?!" a voice yelled. "Calm down, Li! You're scaring our little sex slave." the curly one said. Sex Slave?!

"Fuck, Harry! If Zayn finds out about this.." the other boy trailed off. "Relax, Li! He's not gonna find out. Except if you'll tell him. But I know you won't, right?" the curly boy answered. I hear the other boy give a deep sigh, "Let's go. We have classes." 

"But what about him?" the curly boy pointed at me. "Just leave him there. He won't be going anywhere." the other one said. I sighed, I'm gonna be here for awhile. The curly one gave me one last peck, "I'll play with you later, babe." he whispered and with one last touch at my groin, he went out.

What do they want from me? Sex slave? What's that supposed to mean? Who are they? Who do they work for? That, I'm afraid I'm about to find out.