7 Minutes in Heaven {Dirty 1D FanFic}

"I'm boooooored!" yawned Harry, sprawled across the couch with a red solo cup in his hand.

"Saaaame!" said Zayn, mimicking Harry's elongated words.

I was at a party with me (Ariana Grande), Miley Cyrus, Zayn Malik, Harry Styles, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson, and Niall Horan. We were all best friends and we were all soo bored.

"I have an idea!" said Miley, smirking.

"Oh no." I laughed. "Not a 'Miley' idea."

Miley rolled her eyes. "Let's play seven minutes in heaven!"

"YEAH!" said Harry, jumping up. "I mean- yeah, I guess so."

I suppressed a giggle- Miley and I had no interest in any of the One Direction boys, but they all had an interest in us.

"Rules!" Niall chimed in. "We set up a video camera in the closet so that the rest of us can watch the footage out here."

We all agreed.

"And," Louis smirked. "Punishments for not following orders."

The rest of the guys whooped in agreement, Miley nodded, but I sat contemplating.

I was a virgin. I didn't want to have sex with the 1D guys if I didn't like them in THAT way.

"Please, Ariana?" Liam asked, pouting. Harry got down on his knees, pleading.

They all begged me, so I finally gave in.

"Fine."

Niall clapped in delight. "Okay! Louis, you and Liam go set up the cameras. Harry and Zayn, you write everyone's name on a paper and put them in a hat, separating them by gender."

Everyone did as they were told and hurried away. Niall turned to us, a devilish grin playing on his face. "You do realize that there is no stopping the guys from doing whatever they want to you, right?"

We nodded.

"Good, because I assure you that they will enjoy this, even if you won't." He turned away from us, facing Liam and Louis, who finished installing the cameras and turned on a laptop, showing footage of the empty, walk-in closet that was across the room.

Harry and Zayn came in with two hats filled with a few tiny white slips of paper.

"Okay, perfect." Niall said. Everyone sat in a circle, Niall electing himself to be the person who got to pick the names.

"Ladies first," he said in his best Effie Trinket impersonation.

The picked a tiny white paper out of the two that were resting in the hat.

"Ooooooooooooooh," Niall cooed, his eyes gleaming. "Ariana."

I sighed and waited for him to pick the next person. "Harry."

Harry grinned and took my hand, pulling me with him into the closet.

The door shut behind us, and the lighting in the closet was very dim.

Harry just stood there, stationary, looking at me lustfully.

I stood with my back against the door, my arms crossed across my chest.

"Ariana, I'm not gonna make you do anything that you don't want to do."

"Yes, you will." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Fair enough." that was not was I was expecting. He slammed into me, forcing my body against the door. I felt his bulge against my vagi-whoo-whoo. Seven minutes, just seven minutes, I told myself.