My Kidnapper, My Lover? ~ Ziall

Chapter 4

Niall's POV

I woke up with the worst feeling in my rear end and my head it felt terrible.. then I realize that i'm in a bathroom in cold water naked and Zayn is over top of me looking down on to me... 

"N-no please please don't do it a-again.. i-it h-hurt..." I say but Zayn just looks down on me with a look of guilt, why is he guilty didn't he mean what he did? Didn't he mean to hurt me like everyone else does.. Zayn grabs a washcloth and he brings it near my chest area and I flinch away more into the back of the shower wall but Zayn just grabs my wrist and pulls me closer to scrub at my chest and I keep looking at him staring into those dangerous brown orbs.

"Turn over." Zayn says but it sounds like a question but then commanding to me.

"N-no.. p-please..." I say I didn't want to go through what he did to me again.. the pain was unbearable. I rather die then feel it again. But Zayn just grabs my waist and twist me and pushes my back down so I am at least halfway in the tub the water is so cold that it stings on my nervous skin. I feel something on my bum and I whimper and I start to shake uncontrollably.

"No-not again! PLEASE!" 

"It's just a washcloth love" Zayn says like everything that is happening is perfectly fine but I calm down a little.. hoping for him to stop touching there soon but Zayn god up further to scrub more of my bum and I choke out a yelp feeling like he has just stabbed me..

"Ow" Zayn chuckles a bit.. what the hell! Why is he laughing.. nothing is funny this really hurts me.

Zayn's POV [3rd chapter before Niall goes unconscious]

I hear that last scream of mercy when I release inside of my angel and I moan at the feeling and pulls out of him but he only moves away from me to curl up in the bed and I look down at his bum and sees that it's a mixture of my seed and blood I gasp and he looks as well and he looks like he's gonna die but he whispers something before he goes unconscious.. that broke my heart into two

"I hate y-you"

I look at him with complete guilt and pain.. I don't know what came over me for myself to do this too him.. I uncuff him and grabs his curled up body and blood from his bum runs down my body and I bite my lip and walk carefully to the bathroom with my love bridal styled in my arms and I somehow manage to turn the cold water nob with him still in my hands and when it fills up completely I sat him in it watching some of the water turn red and I see him stir and his eyes flutter open and he meets my gaze and he has a look of hatred and scared

Niall's POV [Present]

Zayn keeps scrubbing my bum ignoring my sounds of pain and finally it's over I let out a loud sigh and Zayn flips me back over only to meet my hatred gaze and he picks me up bridal style into his arms and I look down seeing that he is still naked revealing his amazin- his body.. And I blush deeply and look away.

"Like what you see?" Zayn says seductevily and I keep blushing looking away, looking at anything to avoid eye contact. 

He sits me on the bed and I look at him then look around the big room looking for a way to escape.. I don't wanna stay here.. Zayn shoots me an 'Don't even think about it' look

"Don't you dare. If you even try to escape I will hurt you this time, really." I look down at my lap and I shiver a little from the coldness of the room.

"Stay there." He says commanding and I obey him not wanting for anything to happen that would hurt me more.. Zayn goes to the closet and takes out an black hoodie, and some boxer briefs and he walks back over to me and hands me them to me and I shake my head no and he sighs and walks towards me and I flinch back and he pins my hands above my head and I whimper loudly feeling my wrist were already badly bruised and he manages to put the boxers on me and he unpins me for me to sit up

"Arms up. Now." Zayn says and it kind've frights me so I obey his orders and I put my arms up weakly and shyly looking at him and he slips the black hoodie on my bruised torso and I feel much warmer but the hoodie is slightly bigger than my usual size and it hides my hands and wrist

"You look amazing" He says sounding again like everything is normal.. and he backs me onto the bed and he captures my lips in his and he kisses me hard and me knowing my lips will be bruised soon and he in tenses the kiss by pinning my hands over my head and I don't kiss back I don't even close my eyes and I feel something wet run over my lips.. his tongue signaling he wants me to open and I keep my mouth close but he uses his free hand to squeeze my crotch roughly and I yelp in pain giving him enough time to shove his tongue into my mouth and I crinkle my nose in disgust while he moves his tongue around my mouth hungrily and he is still naked and I feel his member rise against my thigh and I feel very uncomfortable now and I bite down onto his tongue hard making him pull away and he glares at me before smaking me roughly against my face and I feel the tears in my eyes and he just keep shooting me that same look as I feel my cheek bruise

"Don't ever, ever fucking think about doing that shit again! And you will kiss back or I will hurt you more than that!" He says out of complete anger and he goes in again and kisses me but more roughly and hard and I whimper a little as he does and start to kiss back shyly blushing madly as he pins me to the bed and I feel his smirk rise and he grinds against my crotch... and I don't let the tears hold in any longer they start streaming down my face as he enjoys himself and I flutter my eyes shut and I don't know what comes over my but I softly grind against him shyly and he moans into the kiss sending vibrations down my throat and he pulls away and I look at him lustfully and I can't control my body anymore my boxers start to get tighter around myself and I whimper squirming and he smirks.

"P-p-please m-make it g-go away" I really didn't want this pain it hurts...

"Beg." Zayn says

"W-what.." 

"Beg." He repeats himself and I suck in a harsh breathe

"P-please Zayn make m-me feel better.. i-it hurts.. oh Zayn p-please.." I say trying to sound convincing and he smirks and reaches his hand in my boxers grabbing my member tightly and hard and he starts flicking his wrist slowly and I grab his hair looking at him and one thing goes through my mind... why am I doing this? 

Zayn is now flicking his wrist fast as he slightly squeezes my member making me moan and arch my back

"G-god! Za-Zayn do that again!" I ask him pleasured at his actions moaning as he flicks his wrist and squeezes over and over again and I soon release inside my boxers and onto his hands and I feel them get wet and start and I unarch my back and breathes heavily as Zayn removes his hands from my boxers and he sucks on them...

"I-i-i'm so-sorry..." He didn't have to do that..

"For what, love?"

"Y-you did't h-have t-"

"I wanted to" I look up at him still a little scared and I feel really tired and I close my eyes and I feel something warm get put over me and someone pulls me onto their chest I am slightly afraid but I am already asleep now.