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

Chapter 2: Mine & Only Mine

Niall's P.O.V 

"Zayn!" Liam cried out. He pushed me away and stood up to face a red-faced Zayn. I can see him basically shaking with fear.

"WHAT THE FUCK LI?! WE LEFT YOU WITH HIM FOR 30 FUCKING MINUTES AND THEN HERE YOU ARE PRACTICALLY TRYING TO SCREW HIM!" Zayn yelled.

"Z-Zayn..I-I" Liam stuttered. Zayn glanced at me then returned his gaze to Liam. I blushed at the thought that all of these boys can actually see me naked. I even saw Harry checking me out. 

"SHUT IT LI. I TRUSTED YOU WITH NIALL! I MADE YOU IN CHARGE OF GUARDING NIALL 'CAUSE I THOUGHT YOU WERE THE ONE THAT'S THE MOST MATURE!" he continued. 

Liam sighed, his frustration clearly showing. "Zayn, shut the fuck up! You don't own Niall! We kidnapped him, so that also gives me the fucking right to do whatever I fucking want with him! He is our sex slave! He provides our sexual needs! He's not here just to blow you." 

"See, you should've left me in charge. Nialler here would have had a great time riding me." the curly-haired boy winked at me.

"Shut up Styles!!" Zayn spat. He gave Liam a deadly glare and started walking towards him. He grabbed Liam by the neck and started dragging him to who-knows-where.

"W-Wait!" I yelled hesitantly. All four boys were looking at me in anticipation.

"P-Please don't hurt h-him." I said hesitantly.

"Why shouldn't I?" Zayn asked through gritted teeth.

"'C-Cause I l-liked it." I said weakly.

Zayn's eyes grew larger, his face getting redder,  "What did you fucking say?!" he hissed, his attention shifted fully on me.

"I-I think I s-said I l-liked it." I stuttered.

"What did you like, Niall?" he asked as he walked towards me. "ANSWER ME!" he demanded.

"When Liam fucked me! I loved it! It was my first time and I loved it!" I blurted out.

The next happenings came too fast. Zayn sent a punch right at my jaw which sent me flat on the floor. "Z-Zayn stop.." a voice said.

Zayn knelt beside me and pulled my hair, "I'm gonna finish you later after I'm done with Mr. Romeo here." he whispered then spat at me. "Louis, carry him to his room. I'll deal with that dipshit later." I heard Zayn said.

I felt arms starting to pick me up from the ground and carry me to probably my room. This will be a long night, I suppose - a very long, painful night. 

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"Why did you do that?" the boy that carried me to my room asked.

I sighed, "I don't know. At first I didn't like it, honestly. But the feeling I felt when Liam scre--"

"That's not what I'm talking about." he said, cutting me off.

"It's not? Then - then what are you trying to ask me?" I asked weakly.

He sighed, "Why did you tell Zayn that you loved it?!" I didn't answer. "Well? Answer me!" he ordered.

"I'm not answering. I don't even know you, how much more could I trust you?" I said stubbornly.

He sighed, "I'm Louis. Louis Tomlinson. The boy with the curly hair is Harry Styles. And I guess you've known Liam Payne and of course our leader, Zayn Malik. I am one of your abductors or dare I say, masters. So with that being said, you have to do everything I ask you to do. Now that you know me, could you answer my question?"

I sighed, "I told him that I loved it simply because I did loved it. The feeling of someone inside me, it was all new to me and I guess - well, I felt pleasure wash over me." I said honestly.

"But telling that to Zayn's face isn't the best idea!" he said.

"Why?" I asked.

"'Cause he wants you, Niall. Everyone here wants you - even me." he stated. 

"What do you mean?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

Our conversation was rudely cut by a sudden bang of the door revealing a very angry Zayn with bloody hands. "Where is he!?" he hissed.

"Zayn, calm down." Louis said, trying to block me from Zayn.

"Get. The. Fuck. Out. Lou." Zayn said through gritted teeth.

"No Zayn! I won't let you hurt him!" Louis answered back.

"You made me do this, Lou." Zayn said before snatching Louis away from me and pulling him by the hair outside. Once Louis was outside, he locked the door and returned his glare to me.

"Z-Zayn.." I said shakily. His deadly glare was hitting me like a fireball, "Zayn, I'm sorry.." was all I managed to say before being punched on my gut. I cringed at the extreme pain that is slowly ripping all the strength away from me. "Z-Zayn..S-stop.." I sobbed.

"You little whore!" he spat before sending a kick on my right thigh.

Tears were starting to fall from my eyes, "Z-Zayn..I'm s-sorry..p-please st-stop.." I pleaded.

"I'm not yet quite pleased, Horan." he said. He turned me around so I was facing the ceiling and pinned me to the ground.

"Zayn..if y-you wanna.." I started but was cut off by a punch that landed on my left cheek.

"If you think I'm having sex with you tonight, then you're wrong! That's not enough to fix everything. What you need is hardcore discipline." he whispered menacingly.

"Z-Zayn.." I choked out. He then sent a number of fists right to my weak body. Knowing that I'm helplessly beaten up, I just closed my eyes, anticipating for the next few punches that is about to come - or more. Think of happy things Niall. Think of unicorns, cute babies, Nando's, potatoes. 

A few more minutes of brutal punching passed, the beating stopped. I can feel my face swelling up. "Z-Zayn..? W-What are y-you waiting for? S-Send more p-punches." I said weakly.

Zayn grabbed me by the collar, "Don't fucking start with me Niall. J-Just don't." he said shakily.

After that, he just dropped me. He stood up, finally lifting some weight off of me, and walked towards the door. "Never let me do this to you again, Ni." he warned, then all I heard was the sound of a door being closed.

I tried to pick myself up but failed - the pain was just unbearable. A few moments later, I gave up. I just lay there like a lifeless rag doll.

I was about to doze off when I felt arms picking me up and carrying me. I tried to open my eyes to see who it was but when I do, all I can see is a blur. Nothing clear. The person placed me down gently on my bed and gently palmed my hair. All my life I've always wanted someone to play with my hair, it reminds me of my mother.

Suddenly, I felt wet lips kiss my cheek and to be honest, the kiss made a part of the pain fade away. I know I shouldn't trust anyone in this house but I'm too weak and too vulnerable to fight back. Seriously, what chance do I have against these four fit boys? Nothing.

I just hope that whoever this person is, he would try his best to protect me against Zayn's rage. And hopefully, I can still see tomorrow's sunshine - I'm keeping my fingers crossed for that.

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Sorry for the suck-ish chapter. School pressure is definitely ON! And we have like, a couple of tests coming up and I didn't even study yet. But I chose to update this for ya'll. Yep, that's how much I love you guys and your support!

Anyways, who do you think the 'person' at the last part is? Well, whoever it is, I think he's grown a soft spot for our little Nialler here, aye?

Anywhore, ya'll are the best! I love ya'll mofos! :D xx