Stockholm Syndrome

I wake up dripping in my own sweat. My stomach is in knots and my head is pounding. My eyes are dampened with tears.

"It was just a dream. It's all just a dream." I whisper to myself. I get up out of my bed and walk into my bathroom. I splash some water on my face and realize that this isn't my apartment. This is real life. I'm trapped in Harry's house.

"Hey are you okay?" I see Harry standing in the doorway. I shake my head no, there is no way to hide how upset I am. I'm not happy here, I will never be. There's no point for me to try and escape, I committed a crime. Well more along the lines of I'm and accessory to a crime.

Tears fall from my eyes and I just close the bathroom door. The last thing I want Harry to see is me breaking down. I know the door doesn't lock but I slide down putting my full weight in the door.
I hear soft knocks coming from the other side of the door.

"Please just go" I say curling up into a ball. The knocks stop and I just let myself fall apart.

I wake up with my face cold on the bathroom tile. I sit up slowly and crack my back with my movements. I must have fallen asleep after my little breakdown.

After I was the dried tears from my face and comb out my knotted hair. I walk back into my room to find Harry sleeping on the chair in the corner.

I let him sleep as I get dressed for whatever the day has in store for us. I'm sure that Chad will want to see us after our little gathering the other night.



A few hours later


Well I was right and Chad did want to see us. We are currently making our way inside his home once again. Harry has his fingers intertwined with mine and I followed him lifelessly down the hallway.

I've been in a weird mood all day and I can't seem to shake it off. I barely pay attention to the people that where in the home.

We walk into another room where Josh and his friends are there to greet us.

"Hey mates!" Niall says cheerfully and they all wave.

"Guys this is Amelia, and Amelia this is Josh, Luke, Ashton, Calum and Micheal." Harry introduces us. I give a small smile as they say their hellos. Conversation fills the room as the other join.

Soon Chad and his men come in all with pleasant looks on their faces.

"Well congratulations, looks like you guys pulled it off!" He said happily, he made eye contact with we and smirked. A chill ran down my spine and I broke eye contact.

"Looks like she is one of you guys after all, and I won't have to get rid of her." He said looking towards Harry. His face was unreadable, he seemed mad or upset with his words.

"She'll be perfect for next weeks plan." He said with a wild smirk.

I rolled my eyes mentally at him, that is the last thing I want to do is be apart of another plan. I don't bother listen to anything they discuss because I really have no choice. Now on top of the feeling that

Harry will and could kill me at any moment he wanted to but now Chad could as well.

After two hours of endless conversation we are finally leaving Chad's.

"Hey do you guys want to grab a bite to eat?" Liam asks as we exit the house. Most everyone nods agreeing, and Harry looks toward me.

"Perrie said the pubs not that busy so we are safe if we bring Amelia." Zayn added. Who's Perrie? I ask myself.

"Yeah we'll come" he said before open the car door for me. Even though I think Harry hates me he is still a gentlemen. I climb in and thank him as he closes the door and jogs around to his side. We all drove separately today for some odd reason.

"I know that you aren't having the best day today, but please don't try anything at the pub." He said pulling out onto a road following Louis and Niall in front of us.

"Okay" I say playing with my hand nervously.

"If you do so help me- wait did you just say okay?" He said shocked.

"Yep" I say dryly.

"I thought you would have some smart come back" he says chuckling and glances over at me.

"Nope, I figure there is no point in trying to escape or to fight with you because at any moment you could take my life or someone who is close to me." I said shivering at the thought.

We sit for a couple minutes as he processes what I just said. I assume he is shocked, because all I have done since I have been taken is fight with him.

"Thanks for finally seeing it my way." He says as we pull up to some pub. I want to say something harsh but I know it will get me nowhere so I decide to bite my tongue.

Notes

Happy New Year! I know this is a bit short but I'm going to start to update at least once a week! I will try my best to do more but I'm going back to school next week and I'll have a lot going on. Hope everyone had a great holiday.

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