DollHouse (Harry Styles)

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My body again have let me down,although I don't blame it. I have not feed it for 2 days now, so I didn't expect anything for a return. Anyways, without realization that I've fallen asleep; the blond awkwardly tapped my shoulder.

"Erm... I don't want to scare you but we're here doll," he said scratching the back of his neck, blinking my eyes rapidly trying to adjust to the brightness of my surrounding, surely it wasn't that bright; the only source of light was the tall outdoor lamp post but my eye wasn't use to the light. I cringed at the nickname, never was a fan of nicknames, they're pointless. I rather be called the name my parents had given me, but this nickname I assumes was used for every girl they kidnapped. "Need any help?" He offered to help me sit up, declining his offer, I grip the seat and pushed off.

"Damn it," I hissed but it came out as a whisper due to the lack water I've consumed the past days, as I got up a wave of dizziness hit me.

"I'm Niall, and the house is over there," he paused pointing me to my destiny of death. "I can help you get there, it's not really that bad, but I totally understand if you hate us all." His rambling only made my headache worst. But his show of kindness was much appreciated unlike Zayn, which grabbed me roughly and pulled me up the long, nicely paved driveway, that was probably smoother than my face, to the massive house. Niall gave me a sympathetic look and turned away, sad how people know what is wrong but chooses to not do anything about it. Coward.

But who am I to say he was the coward,he was just being smart and not wanting to get in trouble. I was the bigger coward, I ran away from my problem which caused me to be here.

Snapping out of my thought as we approach four buff, guys which I assume are guards standing beside the big grand glassed door. All four gave a simple nod as in signing approval for Zayn to go in, also eyeing me from head to two but with no emotion shown on their faces.

The inside was very bright, open, and sublime; neatly decorated in a way a rich man would. A TV so big, it could probably be seen in Asia, black leather coach, and all his high-tech gadgets.

The smell of popcorn has been teasing my stomach, I try my best to ignore it but the groans it made caused a few head on the me; all my aged boys.

"Where's your dad?" Zayn said, pushing me towards the couch. The boys all had some type of alcohol or food in their hand, smirks plastered on their faces as they observe me.

"Up, but I like her,and she's not fighting. An easy comer Huh? Also, where's the beer?" The short brown hair boy said, taking a wink at me. With no emotion left in me to show disgust or hatred, I starred at the game of football that is being shown on the massive screen.

"No,she looks like she can pass out any minute, you twat. " A longer brown haired boys said, smacking the other.

"You fuc-!" The short brown hair was about to say some profanity back but was cut off by a older man coming down the stairs.

"What do we have here?" He said, he looked quite similar to the short hair boy. I'm guessing father and son, my eyes couldn't help but stare at the food.

"Ray, I think this deserve a raise but me and Niall went to get some more beers but we saw her all alone and yea." Zayn explained, I mentally corrected his grammar but I'm sure they doesn't need an English teacher right now, they just need a doll.

"I like her, maybe a couple of grand can come from this one but feed the damn child and then bring her to the dollhouse." He said, giving me a smile and proceeded to the kitchen.

A bowl of soup was handed to me by Zayn as the other boys gather around, with no dignity inside left, I devour the soup. Whatever comes next, at least I'll be full, screw my dignity.

"So what's your name?" The long brown haired boy asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Does it matter? I'm called doll either way." I said having somewhat of energy to snap back.

"Shouldn't have fed her," he mumbled, slouching back on his chair.

"Louis, you and Zayn will take her back to the house and make sure the other will take care of her." Ray instructed,then turn his attention to the short brown haired boy "Liam, since when did you start to hang out here? What happen to your place?" He asked.

"I missed you dad, "he teased, as the others burst out laughing.

"Or he broke his TV," Louis said getting a hit in the arm by Liam. "So are you ready doll face?" He smirked, waiting for my reply.

-•-

The dollhouse was also big, but it was more structured and designed for more of a club than a house. It was mainly dark but there where a couple of lights on, I'm guessing it must have closed. Zayn was out already out of the car, I sit there unsure; my whole life was nothing but unsure. Never being able to decide what's next.

"Come on? Do you want me to carry you doll face?" Louis asked disrupting my thoughts, his teasing was really getting to me. But with no point in saying anything back, I stepped out of the warm heated car and out to the cold night following his shadow.

The inside was exactly what a high class club would look like, concrete walls with lights hanging everywhere, although it was off, a big bar set to the side, booths in every corner. There were a bunch girls and a maybe a couple of boys just chatting away.

"Where is Niall?" Zayn yelled causing everyone to shut up, eyes where already beginning to land on me. Louis tapped me on the shoulder, making a one with his hand, signaling me to stay here was he take a call.

"In the office room," a girl said, she was dressed in a dress that was too short and tight, although with her thin body it fits her well, hair was in a messy bun and no trace of makeup on her face.

"Thanks, Holly. It's late, boss won't be happy that you idiots are still up. Go to bed because tomorrow we open a but early." Zayn yelled, pushing me towards the back. The others didn't question Zayn's command, simply getting right to it.

I was lead into somewhat of an office but with a flat screen TV and a couch that was only occupied with a boy who was not Niall, his head as lean back on the couch, eyes all close.

"Fuck," he moan, as Zayn pushed me closer, I now see a girl giving him head.

"What the hell Harry!" Zayn cursed, harry didn't even flinch but just simply opened his eyes.

"Oh, hey?" He smirked not embarrassed at all, the girl pulled back with shame all over her face. " Don't stop, "he cooed in the girls ear, pulling her head back down.

"Emily get the hell out." Zayn said in disgust, "and Harry what are you doing here? It's not even your shift, and where the hell is Niall?"

As the girl did the walk of shame out the office, Harry pulled up his pants and let a out a chuckle.

"Where else would he be? He's in the kitchen. " he got up making, distancing towards me, "and who is this?"

"I sort of burnt the popcorn but-" Niall burst in holding a bowl of popcorn and a biz of beer in his hand. "Hey Zayn, where's Emily?"

" you damn idiots, Niall it's your bloody shift not Harry's. Boss told me to take doll face over here and find her a buddy so she'll be ready for tomorrow." Zayn hissed annoyed, handing me over to Niall " stop asking the girls to give you fools head!" He said before shutting the door.

"He's just being an ass because him and his girlfriend are in a fight," Niall smiled turning to me, "want some popcorn?"