Stockholm Syndrome - narry (READ REMAKE!)

Chapter 10

I'm still debating whether to do Niall's point of view or third. You guys have to tell me what you like better.

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Everything was just a blur.

Trees is what Niall saw. Just miles upon miles of trees that looked like they go on forever. The fog made that look pretty clear. Everything just felt so unfamiliar and discomforting. But Niall wasn't alone.

Harry and another man were yelling and screaming at each other. Harry was angry and red. It looked like he was about to kill him. They were so up in each other's faces and Niall just stood there shakingly watching two of them fights. He didn't know exactly what's going on. All he could hear in his ears where muffled yelling of Harry's voice and another.

Everything was going too quickly.

Looked like Harry had enough of it and pushed him. Niall just blinked and they were all over each other. Harry was on top of him throwing punches as the guy tired to throw some back.

All Niall could do is just watch.

Niall couldn't move at all. Not a single inch.

Niall tried to said stop but no noise came from his mouth. He tried over and over again but nothing. Things were getting out of hand.

"You took everything I had. But I'm not letting you take him." Harry screamed.

Niall woke up to the light through the baby blue curtain. He laid there for a moment thinking about his dream. He turned to see Harry but he was gone. His clothes weren't wet anymore so that's good. When he got out of bed he didn't realize he only had boxer briefs and a shirt until he felt the coldness hit his pale legs. He blushed a little at the thought of Harry seeing him like this. He remembered that he tossed his clothes on the floor right next to him but they were gone.

Since he didn't have any of his own clothes he had to use the ones in the drawers. He wore a white shirtsleeve white dress shirts and the smallest pair of jeans that he could find which were black skinny jeans.

He looked at himself in the tall mirror right next to the door.

Damn, I look good for once.

After he was done shamelessly checking himself out he went to the bathroom and looked for an unused toothbrush because not brushing makes him cringe. He finally found an unopened packet of unused toothbrushes and opened one.

When he was done he decided to look for one of the boys. The house was pretty f.ucking cold and the floors creaked a little with each step Niall took. Niall kept looking behind him because he had a feeling someone was watching him.

Calm down. You've been through a lot it's only in your mind.

There was no one in the living room. Niall assumed that everyone was awake by now since it was 10:36 am. He looked in the kitchen just making sure even if it's right next to the living room. Niall frowned.

He didn't want to go into their rooms and be rude.

Well they did kidnap you and that's pretty rude.

Fuck it.

He walked over to Louis's room and grabbed the knob. He wasn't very sure if it would be too rude for him to burst into their bedroom and wake them up. He turned the knob and open the door slightly being hesitant. Niall full opened the door and immediately regretted it.

Liam and Louis were basically devouring each other's faces.

"What the fuck?" Niall said.

They noticed that Niall was there because their eyes met Niall's but they decided to ignore him and continue.

"Really? Are you going to continue right in front of me?"

Instead Louis flipped him off.

"Oh okay. Thanks. Have fun eating each other faces." Niall closed the door.

I really shouldn't have seen that.

"I'm scarred for life." Niall groaned and rubbed his temples.

Niall really didn't know what he was doing. He just frustratingly dropped to the ground in the middle of the room. He put his knees to his face and closed his eyes and thought for a while.

What am I still doing here? I'm basically free right? I could really just walk out the door and nobody would really notice.

The thing is that Niall didn't want to be here but then again he did. It's the first most exciting thing that's probably ever happened to him. But it's also stressful on him and he doesn't know how long he can take it.

Niall had the strangest feeling right now. Something deep in his gut that made him a little sick.

A large hand covered his mouth and the other arm wrapped around his arms. Niall panicked and started to kick is feet with muffled screams. Then he was released and heard laughing.

He turned to see Harry laughing hard with his hand on his stomach. Niall's jaw dropped and felt both shocked, scared, and pissed but mostly scared and pissed. Niall growled and punched Harry in the arm.

"You need to learn how to react when this situation happens." Harry smirked.

"That wasn't fucking funny, Harry!" Niall pouted. He was beyond pissed. But Harry was still laughing.

"Your face is red babe. It's cute." He teases.

"I'm cute?" He pointed at his face blushing which made him even more red.

"Yeah. I mean I guess." Harry's mood immediately changed to annoyed.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." He said harshly and he walked to the guest bedroom.

"What the hell is your problem geez?" Niall scoffed and glared at him.

Harry must of heard Niall because he stopped and went back to Niall looking angry as hell.

"You know what my problem is? It's fucking you. You cause me so much stress I don't know if I can handle it anymore. You are so stuck in your own a.ss and annoying." Harry frustratedly ran his hand through his long curls.

"Fuck you, Harry. I didn't ask to be here you ass." Niall gritted his teeth.

"Nobody's stopping you! Just get the fuck out if you don't want to be here. I definitely don't want you here so go." He laughed harshly. He motioned both of his hands to the door.

That last part hurt. A lot.

"Fine. I'm leaving." Niall stomped to the door.

"Finally."

"I can't believe I actually liked you!" Niall said before he slammed the door with tears ran down his cheek.

"So your just gonna let him go?" Louis came out of nowhere.

"I don't care about him anyways. He can get kidnapped by Zayn for all I care! I'm done trying to protecting him." Harry said.

"I think you like him too, Haz." Louis said seriously.

"I don't." Harry lies.

"I'm serious Harry. You messed up mate." Louis said before going back into his room.

"I didn't mess up, okay?! Fuck." He walked into the guest bedroom slamming the door behind him..

He leaned against the door and slowly fell down against it. He frustratedly signed not wanting to admit what he done. He sees Niall's clothes under the bed reminding him about the blonde cutie he's trying so hard to forget. He made him leave because it was for the best. Niall didn't need to be near something like him.

He gets up and punches the wall right next to the door leaving a hole.

"What have I done?"

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Thank you for 15k I honestly didn't think I would make it past a thousand I love you guys. I might be working on another story I'm still thinking about it.

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