Orphan

Chapter 6

We walked over to Niall's hangout, which was situated in some type of woods clearing, not too far from civilization, though. It was nice and strangely quiet, I didn't hear a sound besides Harry and my footsteps. This seemed awfully creepy, especially since I was alone here with these guys. I sighed silently to myself as I strolled slowly behind Harry, he was completely calm but somehow strained at the same time, it was like he was mad but trying not to be. He was honestly just another mystery to me. "Niall, you busy mate?" I lifted my head slowly as Harry's voice rang throughout the cottage house and we kept walking closer into the house as soft moans started coming from some room, my eyes widened as more moans were heard and slight banging on wood. "Harry, maybe we should go. I don't think this is a good time..." I mumbled whispering quietly, hesitant to touch him but I tugged on his arm softly as his head quickly shot towards my hand as he stared at it and I moved it away as fast as possible, holding onto my arm.

He sighed to himself, turning his attention away from his arm as he stared at me now, though only for a short period of time. Then continued walking, 'Ni-all' I heard a slow, low female groan coming from the room, once again stopping in my tracks. Not long after Harry had noticed I had stopped walking and turned around rolling his eyes at me, "Have you never fucking heard sex before?"

"Yes I have, that's why I'm not going." I sassed, crossing my arms over my chest as he flared his nostrils at me, never once breaking our eye contact. "Just. Fucking. Walk." He commanded and irritation was clearly present in his voice, damn he was quick to anger, wasn't he?

He grabbed hold of my arm pulling me forward as we made our way to a bedroom door, and the moans and grunts were now louder. I stood there uncomfortably as Harry knocked on the door, "You don't ever repeat this knock. This is the knock you use to alert one of us that you're here or in trouble. Got it?" he mumbled looking down at me as I slowly nodded, I wasn't even paying attention to it. I didn't know I had to. "Niall, open up the door mate. Step 1 is in progress," he spoke visibly and clearly through the door as shuffling was heard from behind the door and footsteps. Within a matter of seconds, Niall opened the door in his underwear. I widened my eyes at the naked girl in his bed just calmly laying there, tying up her hair. Their clothes were on the floor and her body had intense hickeys. This was a new awkward for me now wasn’t it.

“Abigail.” Harry mumbled, not attracting any of his attention towards her as he merely acknowledged her presence in the room and turned back to Niall. “It’s Abby.” She answered plainly rolling her eyes. So I guess they don’t have it in well for each other.

“She’s agreed then, yeah?” Niall grinned at Harry as his smirk increased and Abigail got up getting her things going to…well the bathroom I presume. “Mhm. Well getting her to co-operate might be the bigger problem. Where’s the rest of the lads?” Harry questioned as I stood there like a damn mannequin. “Louis’ gone collecting his thoughts for a new plan and Zayn’s with him. Liam’s gone out to finish the job.”

“Recon he’s going to bring it back this time, eh?” Harry chuckled sitting down on the bed picking up some material from the bed as Niall put on a pair of sweatpants. “Yeah we can only hope, security’s got him locked out like they seen him comin’, I don’t mind a little burglar proofing but they’ve got it in for the lot of us.” Niall sighed shaking his head and I furrowed my eyebrows at their conversation. “What are you talking about?” I questioned as both their heads turned to me and I immediately felt like I should have just kept my mouth shut. “You, shut up. This conversation is confidential and you’re lucky you’re even listening. Don’t speak.” Harry groaned and I narrowed my eyes, raising my brow at him, “Excuse me you f-“

Abigail cleared her throat interrupting me,
walking out of the bathroom with a bikini top, shorts and a lace overtop on. “What’s going on this time?” She questioned crossing her arms across her chest. “Nothing that concerns you right now,” Harry answered looking over at her and opening the lace material he was holding in his hands. “By the way you forgot something.” He chuckled tossing the panties to her as she huffed angrily, clearly annoyed at his remark. “Calm down Princess, go cool off by the lake I’ll be there in a second yeah.” Niall smiled softly at her as she nodded walking back. I guess she was the only one he would be sweet to. His change in attitude was shocking to me to say the least. “When they get back let me know. I’ll be inside. Ring me.” Harry spoke, calmly getting up as I stood quietly. “Let’s go.”

“You talking to me? I have a name.” I furrowed my brows at him as he quickly spun around gripping my arm and dragging me out of the room. “Stupid girl.” I heard Niall remark with a sigh as Harry shut his room door and pulled me upstairs to another room. He threw me in as I stumbled to the floor and he furiously banged the door shut. What the fuck was happening…

“That is the bloody last time you react like that and speak to me in that way, ever. GOT IT!” he yelled stomping towards me as I crawled back slightly, unsure of whether or not to stand. “I asked you a question!” he continued to yell as I frowned, looking around the room. There had to be some way of escaping this. As I looked around I noticed a handgun on the bedside counter. The fuck did he need a handgun in here for? My thoughts were scattered all over the place. “GET UP!” Somehow I was only angering him more and I didn’t know what to do. This was starting to get scary for me, I had never been in this kind of situation. I got up slowly addressing his commands as he stood in front of me with his chest puffed out slightly and his eyes, wide with rage. This guy had a bad temper and right now I could see I was getting on his bad side. “I’m my own person you don’t control me!” I yelled back at him as he pushed my back against the wall gripping my neck tightly. I struggled to free myself from his grip when a bell went off downstairs and he immediately let go of me, dropping me to the floor as I landed in a huff onto my knees.

“We’re going downstairs, and just you try. I’m warning you, try anything under the fucking sun and you’ll pray all I do is choke you.” He scolded pulling me up as we went downstairs where a bloody Liam stood with a bag. I covered my mouth in shock as Harry charged forward at him immediately checking for wounds and scrapes on him. “You good mate? Get the shit?”

“Yeah, finally broke ‘em through! Had to skin a few guards to get it but they lost me tracks back at the main road.” He chuckled as if it was the most normal thing to say. “Yes!” Harry grinned widely hugging him as he took the bag and put it on the table and Louis, Niall and Zayn had soon also made an appearance. “Did it work?” Louis asked with a small frown, hesitant to ask. It looked as if he and Zayn were the most worried about the entire thing.
“We ain’t going hungry tonight lads.” Harry grinned as Louis and Zayn hugged with a huge sigh of relief. Abigail walked in casually, glancing at them in suspicion. “Princess, Princess it worked!” Niall smiled running over to her as she smiled faintly, “Great…” She mumbled quietly as he hugged her and she stared at the lot of them. She didn’t look happy about any of this, disappointed in the least. They opened the bag and within it laid hundreds of dollars. I widened my eyes as I stood against the staircase and Harry’s attention shifted to me, all of them now staring at me as if I was some random foreigner who had just broken onto their property.

“Monique, get accustomed with your surroundings. Abigail will help you. Girls, give us a minute.” Zayn asked in more of a statement than anything else. Before I could respond Abigail had grabbed hold of my hand and smiled a soft smile at me before pulling me outside delicately. I had a bad feeling about this. “Don’t look so worried, let me introduce myself properly. I’m Abigail, but you can call me Abby… and I’m the only one to ever survive these douches. I don’t support it but I’m your only way through.” She smiled sticking her hand out for me as I shook it and she directed me to the lake, “We’re collecting firewood.” She mumbled pulling a machete out of her backpack, swinging it around and walked to the woods.