This is gonna be long, and you're gonna hate me...well depending on if you like the person....but still....I'm sorry XD THIS WAS PLANNED

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Nialls POV

I wake up to a slam of the door, that was the room next to us. I snap open my eyes just in time to see Zayn whip open the door and make eye contact with him...well shit.

"Nein!" Zayn yells, dragging me from Harry. Harry stirs in his sleep, beginning to wake up. Zayn slaps Harry across the face, defiantly waking him up.

"What the fuck!?" Harry seeths, pure hatred filling his eyes as he stares at Zayn.

Zayn roughly drags me away from Harry, kicking me over to the other corner. He paces the cell quickly, pulling on his raven locks. He looked nervous, and frustrated...I wonder why.

Togpo burst into the room, loudly discussing unknown words in German. I hear my name a few times..they talking shit? I brushed off the thought as soon as Togpo went over to Nick and carried him out if the room in a hurried manner.

And then there were three...Zayn called on hid walky talky for Liam to come and retrieve Harry. Why we're they separating all of us?

Liam removed the chains and helped Harry with much annoyance. I shot Harry a worried glance and he smiled at me to reassure my nerves.

And then there were two....I was anxious of Zayn and his unusual behavior.

"What's wrong?" I ask timidly. I wrap Zayn's coat tighter around me.

"We lost battle, need to win." Zayn look at me, his eyes full of determination. I gulp and nod, looking anywhere but Zayn.

"You and Harry." Zayn spat.

I smile a little, "I like Harry, he's nice and protects me and-"

"Nein. Wrong." Zayn looks worried for a second then is back to his other usual actions, this time, anger is overpowering him. He all of the sudden picks me up with ease, I'm like a child. He carries me over to Harry's old position. With the shackles. Oh Lord.

I see a small smirk on his face, This can't be good.

Click....Click.

I try to stretch out my hands, but I'm stopped by the cuffs. Zayn devilishly smiles, raising his hand and softly running it through my hair. I close my eyes, Zayn is one kinky bastard. Zayn then removes the coat he had previously gave me, tossing it carelessly to the floor. I'm only left in my boxers, he never gave me back my other clothes.

"You've been a bad boy haven't you?"(2017 sara here, WTF WAS I THINKING)

Zayn removes his shirt and pants, so we were now both in boxers. He then hugs me?? So this is it?

His head bends down and he starts sucking right below my ear, licking and nibbling it. I moan out, but hurriedly shut my mouth.

"Don't worry babe, we all alone. Moan loud, daddy want to hear you." He pants, harshly nipping my skin and drawing blood. He laps up the specs of blood, and moves his hands to the waist band of my boxers. He yanks them down, letting my member spring up.

His hands travel south to my butt, one hand on one cheek and the other hand on the other cheek. His lips reattach to mine, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth. His tongue travels all around my mouth, planting it's saliva around. He tastes of coffee and smoke, and I love it.

He then bites down on my lower lip sucking at the sensitive flesh while his hands knead my ass, gripping and rubbing.

"Zayn.." I barely breath out, my moans taking over my body. He then slaps my right ass cheek, sparks of pleasure run through me.

"Bad boy, I'm daddy. Your daddy." He scolds, and I moan out. Waves of pleasure and satisfaction course through my body,making my skin heat up.

I try to touch him but my hands are restricted, this is so painful yet exotic and exciting. "Daddy, wanna feel you." I beg, reaching out for him.

"No baby, you wanna feel Harry. You're mine." He growls the last part, spanking me once again. "Harry wouldn't spank baby, Daddy does." Zayn reattached his lips to mine, all my moans going into him.

I didn't even notice Zayn was working his way down until he slipped a finger inside me.

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Nicks POV

I just got taken out of the cell, thank God. That place is nasty. Togpo takes me back to the bath room, and sits me down.

"Nike, tell me." He runs his hand through my tangled hair.

"I have no clue what you're talking-"

"We are losing battle, need more info." Togpo urges me, looking at me with pleading eyes.

"No way in hell I'm gonna rat out my own team." I say disapprovingly, crossing my arms. He then starts palming me through my boxers, until in hard. I groan, "Please!" I wither beneath bis touch.

He retracts his hand. "Not until you tell me." He smirks, so he wants to play dirty? What a fucktard.

Damn, I haven't realized how horny I've been. I try moaning a couple times, that usually gets them. He looks unfazed.

I try finishing it off myself but he holds my hands down. This really hurts now...you can make it through....just wait it out.

A couple minutes pass and things are getting worse...lie to them. About what?! I can't lie to him...but I can over exaggerate...you'll pay Harry.

"Harry wants to escape and kill you all."

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Nialls POV

I squirm and wither underneath Zayns touch, I've never felt so good before.

He has two fingers in me, scissoring them.

"Zayn we need you down to unit-"

Zayn whacks the device with his free hand, letting it clatter to the floor.

"Zayn this is important unit 5."

As soon as unit five is spoken, Zayn pulls his fingers out.

"Daddy has business, be good baby and stay." Zayn kisses me one last time, spanks me, then leaves in a hurry.

"Are you coming!?" The Walky talky demands and I stay quiet.

A couple minutes pass. "Zayn I hope you're comming, this curly haired one is feisty, we need you to hold him down....we need to get the bullet in- oh there you are!"

What the fuck?!

The line is silent, I jab away at the buttons...please tell me this Is a joke please.

I run up to the door, Zayn let it unlocked.

Help him...

I run down the halls, quickly passing by the units.

Unit 3

I turn the corner..dead end. Shit!

I turn the other way, my feet stomping against the floor.

Unit 4!

Save him...

I'm close, I run towards the last end of the hall.

Unit 5

I run burst open the door just in time for Harry to make eye contact with me, whispering his last prayers.

Zayns holding him down...and Togpo shoots his head.

You can't.....

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Sorry. Haha that was interesting. Ps fnaf reference. ;)

okay ill applaud myself for this character death, at least something was interesting.