A different side to one direction

Chemistry

Towards the end of the movie, I notice Liam starts fidgeting nervously, his gaze going down my body hungrily once in a while.

"Liam... Are you okay?" I question carefully.

"I-I-I just need...You. Oh God." His hands cover his crotch as he no doubly gets aroused.

"I think I'm gonna go to my room." I state nervously, standing up.

"No no no." He objects, grabbing me and sitting me on his restricted growing erection. "I have to finish myself off before. You feel so good on me right now..." He moans.

I wince. Not a good sign.

"Let go," I plead. He doesn't release his grip.

I want to get away, but his grasp is firm on my hips as I struggle to get free. He seems in a daze, licking his lips occasionally.

"Liam! Please!" I beg again, tears stinging my eyes at the thought of being raped again. Slowly, Liam starts rolling his hips into mine, getting him even harder.

It is at that exact moment that the four other boys burst in through the front door.

"So! Little Sophie has girl probs! No worries, superman is here!" Louis shouts, strolling in theliving room. "What the fuck Liam?" He stops dead in his tracks when he sees me crying and writhing on Liam's lap. The other three boys come in the living room, hearing Louis swearing.

"Liam!" Harry snaps.

The brown-eyed boy immediately releases his grasp on my tender hips, as if released from his trance. I jump away from him and go nestle in Niall's arms, clutching Padgett tightly the hold time.

"I'm so sorry Sophie. I-I-I really don't know what took over me," He babbles uncomfortably before getting up and into the kitchen.

"I'll go see him," Zayn sighs. So the things amongst the boys have been arranged...

Harry coughs awkwardly as I hug Niall, the latter rubbing my back relaxingly.

"I've got your stuff..." The curly-haired boy says, handing me a plastic bag. 

I shuffle a bit through it.

"I didn't know what you needed exactly so I went a little randomly." He explains.

"Thank you Harry. For yesterday and today." I say gratefully. He smiles.

"No problem. You see, when you behave, you make us happy, which makes us wanna make you happy also."

"We like to pleasure you in all the possible ways," Louis adds with a lust glazed expression. I back away afraid in Niall's arms.

"Louis..." Harry warns.

"Too early?" Louis questions.

I nod rapidly as the same time as Niall and Harry.

"I don't know if I'll ever be okay with that again." I mumble.

"You will... Don't worry. We'll make you like it again." Harry replies confidently. I feel myselfwhitening in fright, shaking my head no repeatedly, a slightly traumatized by his disturbing comment. The horrific memory with Zayn comes flooding back, goosebumps rising on my arms.

Niall rubs them up and down, trying to warm me up a little.

"So who's that little lass?" Niall asks suddenly while looking at my stuffed turtle, pulling us out of the tricky subject.

"Padgett," I respond quietly. "Means wisdom."

"He's cute." Louis remarks, as Niall and Harry nod their approvals.