I wake up in a panic. i'm in what looks to be a shed. A man with a long orange beard walks up to me, his head shines in the fluorescent light. "Where am I?" I manage to squeak out. The man stays quiet.

He grands my wrist, and I realize I have been tied up. I tear up as I think about the boys, how worried they must be. His fingers grip around my wrist tighter as he drags me to a small room with 2 way mirrors all around the walls. Suddenly, a speaker goes off, "How much for this fine lady here? Do i have 100,000? 100,000?"

I am at an auction! I'm being sold off!! "What do I do..." I think to myself. Being realistic, what can I do? I am just a frail girl, to small and little to do any damage. I was tuning out the speaker until I heard it scream "700,000 for the pretty lady!"

The orange bearded man grabs my legs and throws me around his shoulders. My skirt flies up and my panties start showing, how embarrassing... The room he takes me to is dark, but not dark enough where i can't see a thing.

He hands me off to a man, and I feel ashamed to say it, but he was attractive. Like, really hot. Harry Styles kind of hot. He grabs my hands and looks at me, eye to eye... His blue eyes popped out at me in the dark. "y/n..." He whispered. "How do you know my name?" I say. "Lala told me. She was the one who sent you here." He answers. Lala... that brat. I knew she was bad news. "What's your name?" I ask. "My name? Well... Im Harry Styles." He says, sexily. Suddenly, I blush and my eyes drop to the floor. He brings me chin up and whispers to me, "I only bought you for one reason... to have sex with you."

I suddenly smile, and he brings my lips to his, I can feel his hot breath. He tears away my clothes and reveals he's already naked. Within one brave thrust, shivers already go down my spine. I moan his name as he continues to kiss me. I can feel his penis throb against my pussy. Suddenly, I can feel him on every surface of my body. He comes out of me, and leaves me in the corner of the room. "Harry... don't stop..." I pant, my vagina now a sticky white mess. "Sorry love, I have a show to do." He says bravely, as he hums watermelon sugar high. He walks out of the room, and I faint from all the excitement. At least I died a sexy way.