Kidnapped by Superstars

(Rebel's POV)

Someone turned on the lights in the room (FINALLY), and in walked HARRY FUCKING STYLES. I almost hypervenilated. He walked over to me. If this is a dream, someone pinch me...Or don't...I still don't really know how I feel about all of this. Harry kneeled down next to me, taking Niall's previous spot.

"Alright, Rebecca, Liam and Niall are going to hold you while I untie the ropes, so don't even think about escaping, because, trust me, sweetheart, you won't be able to," He says with a smirk. I hate it when people call me Rebecca, I was nicknamed "Rebel" for a reason, duh! I give him an annoyed glare. He just laughs in my face. He smells like heavy cologne and sweat, gross. I mean, really, how in the hell do girls see this as, and I quote, "Totally hot"?! Seriously, dude, I can literally feel the STD's radiatiating off of your body. He whips his head back at me, angrily staring. Oh, shit. I just said that out loud, didn't I? Well fuck.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY, SLUT?!" Yeah, he's mad. I stutter nervously.
"I-I-I...I'm s-sorry...I-I d-didn't mean to, I-" He slaps my arm, causing me to yelp in pain. He HAD to hit the arm he drugged me in, didn't he? After untying my limbs from the bed, he roughly grabs my arms and pulls them behind me; all I can do is...Cry. I don't even make any noise; I'm just silently sobbing. What did I do to deserve this? Why me? Why me? That's the only thing that is going through my head at this current moment. Why did this have to happen to me of all people? He ties my hands and feet together, unfairly tight. I don't complain, but instead just keep crying quietly. If I speak out, who knows what he'll do to me? I'm not so sure that I want to find out.

He roughly snatches my body up, and flings me over his shoulder. I'm just numb. I don't even fight back. I don't want a "Punishment" as Niall had told me I may get. I shudder at the thought.

Oh, God, help me.

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