Stockholm Syndrome

The day went by just like the others. The boy that brings me food did talk to me today. He is somewhat sweet, he told me his name was Niall, we had a whole conversation over a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. He was shocked when I actually ate it, I just giggled as he made a big deal about it.

He soon had to go and meet the others to take care of some business. I didn't ask anymore questions about it because I had a feeling that I already knew what business he was talking about.

The rest of my day went by pretty fast, I spent the day reading. I soon found myself getting ready for bed and curling up in the covers, before I knew it I was fast asleep.

I hear the door to my bedroom open and someone walk in. I knew it wasn't Niall because he never comes in this late. I keep my eyes closed and pretend to be asleep. The door closes but someone still remains in my room. I feel theirs eyes on my studying me, I try to keep my breathing even. But my heart beat increased when I feel the bed dip beside me.

A hand falls on my lower leg and rubs it gently.

"Goodnight Angle." A familiar voice says. My palms start to sweat as I realize that the man with the green eyes is in my room. On my bed. Touching my leg. And he just called me Angle.

I open my eyes a little to catch a glimpse of the man before me. The room is to dark for me to see the detail in his face, but I know that it is him by his eyes. They are some what comforting to me.

He stands and I quickly close my eye once more. I thought he would just leave by the walks over towards me a kisses my head lightly.

I'm beyond confused at this point. Why would the man who kidnapped me call me Angle and kiss me. Doesn't he want to kill me? Or hurts me? I mean I witnessed him and his friends kill a man! In all honestly I'm not sure why he hasn't killed me yet! It would be much easier for all of them, they wouldn't have to take care of me nor worry about me.

I hear the door close and lock as he leaves. Which is oddly strange because I don't remember Niall ever locking or unlocking the door before.

Suddenly I'm to tired to think about it anymore and I drift back to sleep.

The next morning I awake to Niall sitting across the room smiling at me.

"What are you doing here so early?!" I say sitting up. Niall is never in my room this early, it's not until ten he comes in with something to eat, it's around eight now.

"I thought I would come a bit earlier. We are doing something special tonight and we need to get you ready!" He says clapping his hands together eagerly.

"Something special? And I'm going?" I ask completely confused, he nods with excitement.

"And may I ask what it is that we are doing?"

"Nope!" He says throwing me an apple.

"And why not?" I pout. For some odd reason I feel like I can trust Niall. Even though he is one of the kidnappers and a criminal, he seems kind and caring.

"Because I don't really think if I told you what's in store for tonight that you would want to go." He says looking down at his feet.

"Now go shower and I'll be back with your attire you have to wear tonight!" He says stand up and walking out the door quickly.

I quickly eat my apple and then head to the bathroom and start the shower.

As I wash my hair I start to think of all the possibilities tonight could have in store. Will the man with the green eyes be there? I really should ask Niall his name, I will when he returns. But I don't understand what Niall meant when he said that if I knew what we were doing that I wouldn't want to go. Of course I want to go! I need to get out of this house, this could possibly be a chance for me to escape. I mean it's not that it's awful here it's just I don't understand why I'm here when I could back in my classes, in my
apartment, and at my job.

I turn off the shower when I notice my skin turning wrinkly from the water. I dry off and put a pair of joggers and a over sized sweater on. I put my hair up in a towel and quickly scrub my teeth with a toothbrush.

When I return to my room I find Niall along with another boy. I don't remember meeting him. He has longer jet black hair and dark brown eyes, he has tattoos covering his forearms.

"Amelia this is Zayn, Zayn this is Amelia." Niall introduces us.

"I know who she is Niall, how could I forget when she is all Harry can talk about." He says and Niall nods.

"Who's Harry?" I ask taking my hair out of the towel and I start to comb it out.

"You'll find out tonight love." Zayn says as Niall hands me pile of clothing. I give him a strange look as I look at the black hoodie and skinny jeans he has handed me.

"No questions, just put it on." He demands and they leave me to get ready.

I examine myself in the mirror. The black jeans are snug with I'm not use to, I usually wear clothing that is a bit loser. The black v-neck isn't to low because let's be honest, I'm not as blessed in the area of chest size. The black hoodie on the other hand in nice and loose, not to mention it's really warm. I put a pair of black converse on to keep up with the black theme. I pull my hair up into a ponytail and quickly put some makeup on.

Niall waltzes back into my room as I finish putting everything away. It's probably past noon now.

"Ready love?" He says happily as if he is excited, I nod.

"Well you're going to hate me for this but it is not my idea. But I'm going to have to put this on you." He says holding a blindfold.

"Why?" I ask suddenly growing afraid of what is actually in store.

"Safety precautions, Harry doesn't want you knowing the lay out of the house or where we are going."

"Oh" is all I say as he places the material over my eyes and leads me out of the room.
We walk for what seems like ages before fresh air hits my face and I hear a car running. A door opens and Naill helps me in. He soon climbs in after me and I feel myself I between him and another man.

"Everyone ready?" A voice asks, I assume they all nod but I can't really see, so I sit quietly and fold my hands in my lap.

I don't know how long we drive before we stop. But now I'm left alone in the car while the others go get something to eat. Niall asked if I wanted anything but I said no. My nerves have been building up ever since I got into the car. I haven't hear the voice I have been craving for which belongs to the green eyed man. Last night has been on my mind the whole day and I wonder if he will come in again tonight. If I even make it back to where ever they are keeping me. Maybe this is where they are planning to kill me? Maybe this will be the last few hours of my life?

My body jumps as a car door opens and a deep chuckle sounds.

"Didn't mean to scare you there Angle." My heart nearly stops as the words fall from his mouth. I didn't realize it until now that he has been sitting next to me this whole time.

"What are you not going to talk to me?" He says acting hurt.

"Sorry I don't really feel the need to talk to the person who kidnapped me and locked me away for no apparent reason." I suddenly snap, honestly I have no idea where that came from.

"Now Angle, I think we both know the reason why you are where you are." He says tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I know what you saw and I'm just making sure you don't repeat it." I can tell he is smirking by the way he talks.

"Where are the others?" I ask changing the subject. Now that I know it is him and we are alone I'm starting to feel rather uncomfortable.

"Oh they are eating, I thought I would keep you company while they finish up."

"I'm fine." I say shortly, the craving for his presents has vanished.

"Come on Angle, I know you have a soft spot for me." He says pulling the blindfold off of my face. Our eyes meet for a moment but his aren't the beautiful green they usually are. They are a dark brown with only a small hint of green they once had.

"I think you have it the other way around, because last night you were in my room and kissed me on the top of the head." I say with a bit of sass, his lip form into a straight line.

"I have no idea what you are talking about. You were probably having some crazy dream up in that little head of yours." He says a bit harshly. He turns his head to look out the window.

"No I know it was you because you called me Angle just like you have been for the past five minutes" I point out, he doesn't respond he only stares blankly out the window avoiding all and any contact with me.

His actions surprise me, hell my actions surprise me I would never talk to someone like that. But it felt kind of good to get it off my chest whatever it is. We sit there in silence as we wait for the others who join us shortly after.

"Hey!" Niall says cheerfully as he climbs back into the car. I give him a small smile before buckling up my seatbelt again.

"I see you've met Harry." He whispers as we begin driving once more. It is now night, the sky black and the moon lit above us.

We drive for about another half hour and it is nearly midnight. This is the first time I actually know what time it is because if the small clock on the dashboard.

"Niall and Louis you should get out here and make sure no one is around while we go park around the corner." The drivers says.

"Okay" they both say before exiting the car.

After we park the car we all get out, Liam the driver quickly introduces hisself to me and I already know
Zayn and Harry.

"Keep your hood up and stay close to me got it?" Harry say pulling my hood over my head. He starts to follow Liam and Zayn and I stay a good foot or so behind him. If wasn't long before he forcefully takes my hand and drags me toward him.

We walk to an old brick building and I spot Niall and Louis waiting for us by the door. Louis types into a keypad which unlocks the door and we all pile inside. Harry still has my hand in a death grip as if he is afraid that I will try and run or as if someone will take me. Which has already crossed my mind. We walk up a couple flights of stair and into an abandoned apartment building, where there are roughly a dozen men and gathered around.

They watch as we make our way towards them. I can feel their eye studying my body and grow very uncomfortable. I didn't even notice that I have now latched onto Harry's arm. I look up at him to see a stupid little smirk on his face.

We are all waiting for something or someone, everyone is off in their own conversations and I'm just here keeping my head down. I detached myself from Harry a few minutes ago and he released my hand, but he is still standing rather close to me.

The conversation in the room dies down as a group of me enter. They are all well built and very muscular. Everyone attention is turns to them. They look around the room taking in everyone who is present in the room. One of the men's eye land on me and he turns to another guy and points me out to him, but nothing happens all the other man does is nod.

"Welcome back everyone." A man voice booms, he has a wicked smirk on his face.

"As we all know that our planned attack was successful a couple nights ago." He says looking over toward Harry and the others. They all have small smirks on their faces, obliviously proud of their accomplishment.

"But I'm sorry I have to ask but who is your little friend beside you Styles?" I suddenly get nauseous as we wait for Harry's answer.

"Just one of our new members I guess." He says casually.

"Well take your hood down and let's have a better look." He says, I swallow hard and pull the hood off my head. I look around to see all eyes on my. Everyone is either studying me or checking me out. And considering that I'm in a room full of men I'll go with the second one.

"Alright everyone can carry on with business!" Harry suddenly snaps, and the man Darry's on with a conversation planning their next attack. I haven't really paid any attention to what they are saying.
Honestly I just want to go home to my apartment and back to normalcy.

After another hour of standing around we finally make our way back to the car. My whole body is sore and for some reason I'm very emotional, like I feel like I could burst into tears at any moment.

As soon as we hit the freeway I fall asleep my head resting on my hands which are proper on my knees.

Notes

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