The Hot Maid - A One Direction fan-fiction

Chapter 6 - Just Want To Have A Little... Fun?

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Chapter 6

I let out an ear piercing scream as he reached out and grabbed my arm. He quickly pulled me to him and put his hand over my mouth. He had my back to his chest and I squirmed in his grip.

"Ah now, don’t be like that babe. I just want to have a little... oh, what’s the word... fun?"  He said with a deep malicious chuckle that I felt against my shoulder blades.

The next thing I felt, caused a shiver to run through me and had me frozen in my spot...

The hand that wasn’t on my mouth moved my hair away from my neck and ran slowly down my neck and down my side as he bent in and started kissing my neck. I was left motionless, still in shock.

I then got out of the fog I was in and noticed his hand going up my thigh and inching its way up my skirt, obviously trying not to be noticed.

My eyes widened at the realization of what his intentions really were after all. Not that I hadn’t expected it. And yes, before you ask, this has happened before. Multiple times actually.

Which is why I knew exactly what to do.

I closed my eyes and made my heart beat slow down. The way I have perfected all these years.

I waited until his hand was a mere 5 inches from no-man's land and opened my eyes.

I expertly moved my leg, making my foot go up, to where it was above my head, kicking him in the face easily with my flexibility.

The power of my kick caused him to fall on his back, knocking the wind out of him. But I knew better than to just stand there, waiting for him to stand.

I quickly ran to the door, grabbing my iPod off the counter as I ran. 

“hey bitch! Get back here!” I heard him yell as I just stepped out of the room. I turned around for a split second and saw him get up and stumble into the bed while holding his head.

I then turned back around and walked down the hall, not thinking that he’d be getting to me any time soon.

But of course, I underestimated his strength.

I turn around one last time and see him a few meters away from me and gaining on me quickly.

My eyes open wide as I notice the handcuffs in his hand and the angry smirk clear on his face and also notice the bruise slowly forming on half his face.

I quickly fumbled around in my pockets, looking for the master card that opens every room in the hotel.

I saw that a room was just a few feet away at the end of the hall and quickly ran to it, repeating the word shit over and over again as the man came closer to me. I heard the jingle of the handcuffs as he tossed them from hand to hand, almost like he's taunting me.

I finally felt my hand run over something thin and plastic and took it out, recognizing it as the master card. I passed the card into the slot of the door and impatiently waited for the card to be accepted as I bounced from foot to foot nervously.

I finally heard the ding from the scanner and quickly threw open the door and shut it behind me as fast as I could but found that it wasn’t closing. I looked around the doorframe and saw a foot at the bottom, holding the door open.

I opened the door and saw the man from earlier and without wasting a second, I put both my hands on the side of the door and used it as support while I kicked back on both my feet, swinging my legs in the air doing a back flip, kicking the man once again in the face, making him stumble back and hit his head on the wall. I landed swiftly with my legs a foot apart, and hand on the ground, breathing hard with my head down.

I stood there staring at the man passed out in the hall as I slowly closed the door and put my back against it, keeping my eyes closed, trying to calm my racing heart beat.

“Um… can we help you?”