Un-Easy Relationships And Deals (A/U Punk)

Brooke's POV:
I wake up unaware of my surroundings, pain shoots through my body as I try to move, I realize I’m tied to a chair, my breathing becomes uneven as my mind reruns what had happened to Alex and I. My breath hitches, Alex….”Don’t fucking hurt her Harry”, a voice yells. “I won’t count on it Mike, unless you want to be in there with her”, he smugly replies. Asshole, I think to myself. I need to get out of here, my stomach growls, ugh I’m so hungry, No you’re not my self-conscious reminds me, Yeah your right I tell it, my stomach growls again, Nope your wrong, You might as well starve yourself if they offer you food that would be the best way to die, knowing that they will kill you eventually, my annoying conscious tells me. Don’t think Negative, Just try to think Positive, Alex where ever you are I hope you’re okay, I pray in my mind. I hear loud footsteps, more like stomping they stop abruptly, what sounds like chains being unlocked the door creaks, I shut my eyes pretending to sleep, if I’m going to get out of here I have to think smart, the stomps come closer and a shadow cowers over me the person brushes my cheeks with their hands and moves my hair out of my face, I nearly shiver at their touch. The person then unties the rope on my hands and moves down to my feet I slump my head even farther to make it seem like I was really sleeping, after untying the rope one my last leg I kick as hard as I can to knock the person off balance, “You little bitch”, I’d recognize that voice anywhere…Harry’s. I shut the door and jump on him, he laughs, “I thought about doing this the second I saw you, but I always preferred being on top”, his accent thick, I don’t know British maybe, he rolls us over to where he’s on top, catching me off guard, I gasp, and he chuckles darkly, I stare into his eyes, my anger clearly showing, I catch him off guard and flip us over and grab his shirt and bring his hands behind his back and shove him against the wall,” Where is Alex?”, I ask pressing him harder against the wall. “Third room on your right”, he says. “I’m no damn fool let me guess that’s where your buddies are right”, I say pressing him even harder. He switches us around again, “Right”, he says smirking at me. His hands travel down my neck to my breast he cups them through my shirt and I whimper in protest. “You know I think I might consider you being a part of the gang, you’d make a good addition, but I really wouldn’t want to force you into something you don’t want to do”, he says his eyes lingering on my nearly exposed chest. “What do you want from me, money, my virginity; I’ll give you anything if you let her go, I say with pleading eyes. “As much as I would love to take away your virginity, no, but would you willing to be a part of the gang to do something that could save your friend’s life. “Hell yes”, I answer.

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