Stockholm Syndrome

I wake up in my room, but I don't remember falling asleep in here, or even getting out of the car. I'm still in the clothes I wore last night and I can feel the makeup smudged on my face. I decide to go take a shower to refresh myself.

After I change into some comfy clothes I walk back into my room. I jump a little when I see Harry sitting on the end of my bed.

"There you are!" He said with a sigh of relief.

"Where could I have possibly gone?" I say rolling my eyes and cross my arms over my chest.

"Cut the attitude!" He suddenly snaps, his eye now darker than before.

"Well stop with you stupid questions!" my voice raises.

"Listen to me sweetheart," he say stepping closer to me. "You do what I say when I say it."

"Or what?" I challenge back, he just chuckles.

"You have no idea what I'm capable of love." He says sitting back down, he pushes he dark curls out of his face.

"Why are you in here?" I ask after a couple minutes of silence.

"Well it is my house so I can be wherever I please." He says grinning.

"But I'm here for a reason actually. We need to get going or we are goi to be late. Now go change into something casual like jeans or whatever." He says shooing me away, I don't move I stand in the same spot. I have no idea what has come over me in the last day but I'm mad, I'm mad about why I'm here and why they are keeping me in this room!

"Did you miss something Angel? Did I stutter?" He said standing once again and angrily strides toward me. I slowly back away from him out of fear. Once I hit the wall he forcefully places his hand on the wall beside my face. His face inches away from mine, I can smell the peppermint on his breath.
I flinch a little at the sound of his palms smacking against the wall.

"Go. Get. Dressed. I'm not going to ask again!" He raised his voice to me. I don't hesitate, I just make my way to my wardrobe and throw on similar clothes to what I wore last night.

After I finish clothing myself I step back into my bedroom only to be forcefully pulled out of it. Harry had his hand tightly around my wrist pulling through the hallways. I didn't dare to speak afraid of what might happen.

I can't show that I'm actually scared because that will give him the upper hand and he will use it against me.

He pulls me out to the garage, which is filled with at least six different SUVs, most of which are black.

"Don't speak to anyone got it?" He says before opening the door for me. I nod and jump into the car and buckle myself in. Harry climbs into the drivers seat and there is Louis in the passengers seat.

We drive for a short period of time until we reach a beautiful house. Harry pulls in front of the house and then cuts the engine, the two of the quickly get out and I follow them. They wait for me to join them at the front door. Harry grabs my hand as Louis just opens the door an casually walks in.

As we walk in, it looks like no one is home, but we follow Louis to a set of stairs that leads down to what seems to be a basement. With Harry's hand still attached to me he leads me downstairs.
My blood runs cold as a gun shot sounds from another room, Harry notices that I jump a little and smirks.

He pulls me toward a small room and I can feel my hands sweating, but Harry still has his grip on me.
As we enter the room there are three men sitting waiting for us at a small table in the center of the room.

"Have a seat." One of them instructs us and we do so. I sit in between Harry and Louis. I can feel the three men starring at me.

"Before we get to business, I'm afraid we haven't met." A guy sitting at the head if the table turns everyone's attention to me.

"I'm Chad, the one who is in charge of everything." He gleams with pride, I see Harry roll his eyes. "And you are?" He ask.

"She is-" Harry starts but Chad cuts him off.

"Let her speak for herself." He scolds and turn his attention back to me. I swallow the lump in my throat before I speak.

"Amelia." I say softly.

"How did you find her?" Chad turns and asks Harry.

"We just crossed paths and one thing lead to another and she's here. It doesn't really matter now she's one of us." He says casually.

"Alright, can we just get back to business?" One of the men says.

"Yes, we all know that Jim's party is tomorrow night and that Harry you and your guys will be there and Josh and his guys will come around eleven when things start to go down." Chad speaks as everyone nods agreeing.

They speak more about the party and all the plans but I zone out, I focus on something else. I watch as two men lug a body out of a room and carry it down the hall.

"Hey are you okay?" Harry leans over toward me and whispers in a hushed tone. I lie and nod my head in response. I stare blankly at the table I front of me.

"So it's settled, our new friend Amelia here will be the bait, and everything will fall into place!" Chad says happily. I suddenly feel sick to my stomach and everyone says their goodbye. Harry once again takes hold of my hand and leads me to the car.

On the way home they boys talk more about tomorrow night and try to include me in the conversation, but I don't bother paying any attention to what they have to say. I just want to go home, not been back to my apartment. I want to go back to the states and be with my family, which is odd but I just feel the need to see my mother and my father. This is all to much.

Wait, if we go to this party there will be other people. Yes, they might be just as dangerous at Harry and the others but they could possible help me escape. My heat suddenly flutters with the thought of leaving.

Notes

Hey guys! I'll be adding new characters later tonight! Hope everyone is enjoying holiday!