Daddy Styles

Faraway

When I open my eyes my head feels like it was stuffed with cotton balls. The room I'm in is dark with the exception of moonlight outlining the eerie emptiness in the air. I move my hips a bit feeling silk sheets on my now naked body. Why did I leave with him? This is why my mom was so strict on me, she knew I would get myself into trouble. I pull the blanket up cloaking myself in it as I walk to the door. "Harry?" I whisper. The hallway was different now this didn't feel like his house. I hear the sounds of piano playing downstairs, I slowly walk to the edge of the hallway to peek just beyond the corner. I see Harry controlling the melody in a different living room than the one I walked past earlier. He stops playing suddenly and shoots his head up quickly catching my eyes. I run back down the hall as I hear his footsteps jogging up the stairs.

"It's okay! I just want to play!" He calls after me.

I run into a room shutting the door and try to lock it but there isn't a lock on the door. "Shit!" I whisper.

The door bursts open making me fall back on the floor clutching the blanket to my body. "Don't run from daddy sweetie." He bends down next to me trying to pick me up.

I hit at his arms. "No! Where am I?! What did you do to me?!" I start to cry.

He forces my arms down to pick me up without effort. "Nobody will hear you scream so you might as well just relax." He lays me on a bed yanking at the blanket.

"Stop!" I cry. Why was I so stupid? Why? I would give anything to be at home with my mom right now. He yanks hard at the blanket making it fly off of me. I cover myself curling into an unstable ball. "Please let me go." I whimper.

He climbs on top of me uncurling me. He places his lips on my neck making me swallow hard to hold back a moan. "I don't want to let you go...you will tell on me." He says in my ear placing my hands on his shirt forcing me to lift it off of him.

"I-I won't please." I beg trying to pull away from him.

He pins my hands to the bed roughly. "Shut up! Stop begging to leave me! I thought we had something special?!" He slaps my face hard making me whimper. "I hate hurting you, why do make me hit you?" He kisses the tender skin he just slapped.

I look at him too shocked and scared to speak. He goes back to work on my neck as he pulls my hands force clutching his shirt off. Once he's naked he places his cock against my entrance. "S-shouldn't you wear a condom Harry?" I squeak.

He pulls from my breast as he leaves a red mark behind. "Give one reason why I should?"

"I'm only eighteen and it's not fair to bring a baby into the world like this." I look at him pleading.

"Are you saying you wouldn't love my baby? What did our child do to you?!" He shoves himself in growling and thrusts painfully into me.

I cry out loud. "I would love them! I'm just not ready yet!" I beg. "I want to enjoy just the two of us for a while!"

He stops glaring at me he pulls himself out and forces me up shoving his cock into my mouth. "Suck."

I do as he says until he releases into my mouth which he also forces me to swallow. "Am I done now? Can I go home?" I bite my lip.

"Silly girl you can never go home. You'll tell on me and I'll have to kill you." He tucks hair behind my ear kissing my cheek.

My heart drops to my stomach. "But-but my mom and school-"

"You wanted to get away from her and I can teach you what you need to know." He smiles softly. "I love you I'll take care of you." I felt so disgusted by him but I nodded just wanting to survive the night. I will think of a way to escape this place as soon as I find out where I am. "Tell me you love me." He clenches his jaw.

"I love you." I whisper.

"Good girl come have dinner." He picks up his shirt pulling it over me. "You look so good in my clothes." He helps me up holding me against his body.

"Thank you Harry."

"Call me hazza."

"Hazza." I whisper.

I follow him into a small dinning room eating an expensive looking dinner. "I hope you like caviar and champagne from Amsterdam."

"I haven't had either." I sit in the chair he pulled out for me letting scoot me in as well. "I'm actually a vegetarian."

"Oh, well can't you break your diet for one night?" He sits next to me looking at me so desperately trying to impress me.

"Those are baby fish." I make a face biting my lip again.

"There so good though..." He puts some on a cracker holding it to me. "Please?" I lean my head down slowly cringing as the food enters my mouth. "See? Not so bad." He smiles.

He keeps feeding me while feeding himself. I feel my stomach turning I have to push his hand away. "I'm full Hazza."

"Good." He kisses my head. "Champagne by the fire?"

"I'm still kinda tired can I sleep please?"

"Of course, I'll come with you babe." He takes my hand leaving the dirty dishes on the table.

"Where are we?" I ask walking up the stairs with him.

"My cabin." He turns on a light in a room which I assume is his by the furry rug near a big bed with white thick sheets on top of it. The walls are a light tan wood giving it a warm feeling.

"I thought cabins where small?"

"Nothing is small with me." He smirks pulling off his shirt I'm wearing and nudging me into bed.

"Why can't I wear that? It's cold." I climb into bed.

"The blankets are thick and I'll be sleeping next to you, I don't want you to suffocate." He pulls off his jeans turning the light off. I feel his body get into the bed next to me pulling me tight. "I love you."

"Love you too." I whisper my stomach turning over and over.

How the hell do you run away from your captivator when all you have to run to is nothing in the middle of nowhere?