My body is a cage, that keeps me from dancing with the one i love

Niall is chased down in the woods. Darryl has him tied to a tree. He forced Niall to admit he is gay. Darryl has feelings for Niall, thow he does not want to admit to be gay.
Can Niall survive this semi abduction?

Niall’s POV

Why in the world is this freak show sitting next to me. What does he want. First all rough and beating me, now softly touching me. Why is he letting me admit that I am gay? Is he gay too?
“What do you want from me?” I ask with a very harsh voice. He stays very relax and answers me in all the piece in the world.
“I want you.. to understand a few things. You are mine now.” He says. I am his? What he wants to be my boyfriend?
“Are you gay as well? Do you want me because of that?” I ask him with the same voice, but now filled with misunderstanding. The following that happens, I absolutely did not see coming. He explodes. With his elbow he smashes me into the stomach, right under the rope. The pain fills my body. I cannot move, that makes it even more painful. He hits me again, this time even harder. I cannot scream the pain, because it hurts to much already. He gets on his knees over my lap. Hitting his fist into my stomach. He can read the pain in my eyes, behind the tears. I can see his eyes, filled with rage and anger. If I can imagine it some further I can see his eyes turn red. Than he hits a fist on my face. It hurts like hell. Right on my eye, that will be a black one.
“You do not understand it, Horan!” In rage he shouts at me. “You are gay and if you want your secret to be held secret, you will do as I tell you!” His breathing is heavily increased.
My breathing is increased as well. I feel fear, but the seduction of Darryl overpower me makes me feel twisted. Why does it feel twisted, him sitting on my lap. I do not want to have feelings for him! Ieuww.
Out of nothing his breathing becomes quiet and he gently strikes my hair again. “I want you. You are going to be my bitch.”
I swallow to confirm my absolute fear towards him. He places his hands in my neck and comes closer. What is going on? What is he doing? He presses his lips onto mine. Part of my mind wants to give him a head-butt, but the other part of my mind enjoys this. How is this possible? Do I like the guy that is using me in the worst way?
He comes back after the kiss and I see it in his eyes. He is not the overpower anymore. He is questioning himself. But if I ask that, he will strike again. Should I let him have his way with me? That is the only way to let him not explode his anger.
He places his hand on my crotch. I feel the adrenaline and happiness fly through my body and I cannot help it to silence moan. But not silence enough. Off course he heard it. So he continues. From inside I cry so hard.
I feel my d*ck grow and by the smile on Darryl’s face he notices my boner as well.
“You like it don’t you, you bitch?” Darryl asks me. I keep watching him with eyes filled with fear and sadness. All I ask is a stuttering question: “Why are you doing this to me?”
Darryl’s face turns back into madness. Oh damn, what did I do. He stops touching me and gets up on his feet. He punches me into the stomach again. Then another fist on my eye. The pain is impossible to bear. My hole face is wet of tears and sweat. I am coughing again and that hurts even more.
“You fucking fairy! You are mine and stop ask these fucking questions!” Darryl shouts out to me and I feel his spittle fall on my face. Once more he hits me in the face with the back of his hand.
I start crying again and ask him to stop: “Please stop doing this Darryl. Stop this madness.”
Darryl takes one step back and for one second I see him look shocked, but it is just one second, cause it is instant anger. He makes a short run-up and kicks his feet in my stomach, followed by another fist against my head. That is the last I remember, I black out after it. Can somebody kill me please!

Zayn’s POV

After I finished the dishes, I took off. Harry and Louis are busy in the kitchen for diner when I say them bye. They wish me good luck.
“And always wear protection, mate.” Harry says in a nagging way. Louis has to laugh out loud, while I feel my cheeks blush up.
I decide to ignore them and go through the front door. When I open it, I see Liam walking towards the door. In some way I look surprised to Liam and he puts up the same face, when he sees my face expression. “What’s up?” he asks me. I start to worry in some way and ask him where Niall is. “I thought you are Niall would come home together.”
Liam starts to worry as well: “He is not home yet? He left school like 2 hours ago.” Both boys are a bit confused, but Liam decides to text him. “You go to your date, Zayn. Have fun. I bet Niall is alright.”
I agree with it. Niall is gone more often. He probably went to the mall or something. He mostly goes to the mall to get stuff. And it is his turn to do groceries for this week. I walk on towards Randy’s. I am very excited about this date. I do not have that many dates. Well, say one every two months if I am lucky. Harry and Louis do this like all the time.
I am making phase, cause I don’t want to be late.

Darryl’s POV

DAMN DAMN DAMN, the fucking fairy just blacked out. Now what? What is the next step, what is your plan, Darryl.. think think think!
I look at the knocked out Horan. My parents are out of town. I can hold him in the basement at home. Nobody will know. I am thinking this pretty fast and before I know it, I untied Horan and duct-taped his hand behind his back and his feet together. Also one tape on his mouth. I leave him in the woods and get my car, which is parked around the park. Nobody here, so I slowly drive towards the woods. For all security, I don’t turn on the lights. I park the car next to Horan and quickly scout around if anyone is watching. Nobody, good. I open the trunk and place Horan into it. I drive home, when I get out of the park I turn on the lights. When I get home I park the car in the garage and close it.
I open the trunk and I see that Horan is still unconscious. I drag him out of the car and take him downstairs into the basement. I take a chair and put him on it. His hands are still behind his back and I make them more tight with the use of tyraps. For the easiness of the procedure I want to endure, I close the light and wait till he wakes up. In the basement dad has a lot of tools with what I can threaten him. I can think of a few naughty games we could do.

Notes

Uho, Horan is in trouble now!! What would happen when he wakes up?
What do you want to happen?!