Lynn
I have lost count of days, weeks, months, that I have been here in this house.
Im not aloud to leave unless harry or one of the lads are by my side.
I sit on the couch with my knees tucked in, listening to the tv.
I pick up the remote and switch the chanel when I land on the news, a picture of someone to familiar shows.
"no new news on the Lynn Ryder case, police are still looking for the young girl. Her father said he came home and saw no trace of the teen, he does not believe she ran away, he tells us she was a hard working student and didnt get into trouble.
Lynn is 5'3 and has brown hair and eyes, please if you have any idea where sh-" I turn off the tv when my picture pops up on the side.
God im such an idiot. What am I even doing with my li-
"Babe were back" The door opening can be heard and the boys pile into the kitchen with bags filled with all sorts of alcohol.
I sit up straighter on the couch, watching the guys set up a keg.
"Erm, whats going on?" I ask lifting my body off the couch, walking over to the bar stool.
"Were having a small party" Harry smiles walking over to me, leaning over the counter he connects are lips for short seconds. "Lighten up baby"
After an hour later the drinks are set up and music is playing through the speakers.
I look at my reflection in the mirror, I fix my simple black lace dress that flares out at my knees, the sleeves coming to my elbows, the top covering my chest. I walk over to my shoes and pull on some heels.
Brushing my bangs back I walk down stares and are meeted by diffrent faces. What happened to the 'Small party'?!
Making my way through the crowd I stumble over the kitchen counter looking for a drink.
Reaching for a new red cup I walk to the fridge and open the door, grabbing Dr pepper I fill my cup up quickly.
I walk down the dark hall and look to the right into the dim room, finding harry sitting at a large round table.
The smoke immediatley clogs my lungs making me cough hard, I sit down on harrys lap leaning into him
His strong arms wrap around my mid stomach pulling me closer, settling on my lap intertwining our fingers.
His soft curs brushes my neck when he nusstles his head into the crook of my neck. "You look beautiful love."
Turning my head so he doesnt see me smile, I blush. "Thank You."
"Mine." He possesively growls nipping the skin above my collar bones. Leaving large love bites.
"H-Harryyy" I slightly moan, trying to push him off, My body Wanting to pull him closer.
"You know you dont want me to stop" He smirks licking a thick line up the side of my neck.
"Get a room" A man across the table snickerd.
Ignoring the comment, Harrys hand traveles up the inside of my thigh stopping at my panties, teasing.
His fingers rubbing slow, rough circles. To the point I couldnt take it much longer.
"Care to share mate?" Zayns voice breaking the talking of the diffrent men sitting around the poker table.
"Piss off" Harry spat narrowing his eyes at him. Stopping his move ments but not removing his fingers.
"What? It wouldnt be the first time" Zayns eyes dance in amusement while taking another sip from his drink.
"Shes Mine." Harry told him, picking up the pace again on my lower region making me squirm in his tight hold. Thank god now one can see his assult.
"I-I have to pee" I cry out wiggling out of his hold. I look back at him and he smirks with a nod slidding his glossy fingers into his mouth, sucking.
Disapearing into the sea of people I walk back down the hall in search for the restroom. Pulling down my dress some as it rides up my thighs.
Before I could grip the handle on the bathroom door im yanked into a dark room.
My back is roughly reunited with the wall, my mouth covered by a clamy hand.
My eyes struggle to focus on the dark figure holding me hostage.
As the man comes closer his face is more clearer, The beard gives it away instantly, his blood shot eyes look into my sober ones.
The smell of weed fills my nostrils and my eyes begin to water.
My voice Muffled into his hand as I gasp;
"Z-Zayn?"
