Pieces
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I awoke cold, and sore. My body ached from the recent and past scars. My eyes slowly opened, being blinded by a lamp dangling from the ceiling. I tried to adjust my body, but found my hands and legs were bound to the bed. I tugged the rope that was tied very tightly around the head board. I squirmed, trying to loosen the rope from my ankles. Panic started to rise within my body. A sliver of light peeked through the door as it creaked open. I tried to look away from him. His face brought so many painful memories that I wish I could erase. His blonde hair stood up, gelled to look messy as if he didn't put any effort in to it. Niall always wore that smirk around me. His footsteps were slow, my anxiety built as he got closer to the bed. Niall tilted his head once he stood over me, “Maria.” I squirmed as the back of his hand dragged down the side of my cheek. Niall was used to my silent treatment. He roughly gripped my chin and whipped my face to his. “Where is he?” His soft sweet tone had vanished. ‘Don’t show fear. If they catch one of us they will say anything to get us to confess, they will lie. Just stay strong, we’ll be fine. If they catch you, just always know I’m always going to be looking for you,’ Harry’s word play through my head as I stare in to Niall’s eyes. I never knew he was preparing me for this. I assumed Harry would always protect me. I felt so alone, so vulnerable. “Something bad might happen to him if you don’t tell me where he is,” Niall loosened his clutch on my chin. I gulped down my fears, not willing to say anything about the boy I fallen so hard for. Both Niall and I jumped when Liam burst through the door. “Got him,” Liam looked pleased with himself as he tried to catch his breath. My heart sunk as the words seeped in, just thinking about what they were going to do to Harry made me nauseous. Please comment/ vote I would love to hear what you guys think of it:)
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"Let me leave" I growl trying again but he does it again, I quickly step the other side successfully getting round him. But just as I reach the door, his hand slams it shut I look at the door trying to control my anger. "Never, I'd never let you go" he says, voice slightly deeper and just above a whisper. I growled angrily at him and turn to face him, once again his eyes flash with emotions i dont understand. "What's the point in this Oscar, you clearly don't want me here, don't want me-" I started but completely gob smacked when he suddenly says. "Shut up!" My eyes widen as his did for a second before his eyes flick down for a second and I heard him mumble "that came out harsher then intended" My anger flares as I push his chest, it did nothing and he didnt move. "All I'll ever be to you is some broken, disgusting monster kid that doesn't do anything for you, so just let me leave Oscar. Let's say enough to this now" I snaps turning to try open the door. I was then suddenly grabbed and turned instantly, he pressing me hard against the door. "I dont find you broken nor disgusting" he growls, eyes flashing again before something seemed to flash in his eyes, a darker Oscar arrived and I was completely down for. "does this-" He suddenly grabs my hips and pulls them flash against his, pushing his front forward slightly. Something hard poked me, causing my face to redden. I gasp instantly when i feel him throb slightly, twitching as if he knew I was there. I felt him lean closer, his hot deep breaths in my ear causing me to close my eyes "does it feel like you do nothing for me?" He growls. His voice and actions cause a throbbing of my own to occur. He pulls back so we were looking into each other eyes "your far from a child iris and there's not a single day I've looked at you that way" his voice only seems to deepen. I felt a wetness build in my panties causing me to blush harder, his hands suddenly comes up and cups my face and I knew I was screwed.

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