Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 3- A Simple Mistake

(Harry Styles' POV)

I pull away from the kiss in an instant, and am almost fast enough. The girl who stands in the doorway looks suprised, and I know she saw what just happened. At least she hadn't run away before we could deal with her.

"Um..." I stutter uncertainly, "Niall?"

"Yes mate?" Niall was sitting in the hallway gaurding the door. Like it was really any help.

"Where exactly is Zayn?" I call. Louis' arm is still on my wrist, and he is frozen stock still. He has a tendency to get like this when he's stuck in a comprimising situation.

"Dealing with the press. What exactly seems to be the problem?" Niall asked as he pulled open the door. When he saw the girl, his face dropped and I knew we were in trouble."Oh..." He muttered.

"What do we do?" I ask in a bit of a panic. Louis is still in shock, and though this is at the forfront of my mind, I know we need to deal with this girl before things get out of hand.

Niall looked at me and shook his head. "What have I told you about this? Fans cannot know anything about you two's relationship." He's chastising me, but I don't miss the hope in his voice. If Louis and I had intentionally let her see, we could be let off with a warning. I run my Gainsborough my curls, shaking my head.

"I didn't know the door was unlocked," I weakly defend. I know there's no helping what has to happen next, and I'm sure Niall knows it too. Probably even Louis knows it, and he still hasn't moved since I pulled away fron the kiss.

"We're gonna have to tell Management," Niall sighs. For the first time, he looks at the girl, who has luckily not moved by now. "What's your name?"

"Emma." The girl blinked as though pulling herself out of a reverie, and Louis seems to snap out of his own trance at the sound of her voice. I'm a bit jealous that my voice didn't have that power over him, but I don't push the matter. I simply pull him a bit closer to me.

"Well Emma, I hate to say it, but your my responsibility for the next few hours. Lets leave these two love birds to finish what you walked in on them starting." I feel heat rising to my cheeks at Nialls words, but I can almost hear Louis' grin it's so big.

"Not happening." The girl- did she say her name was Emma? - remarks, shutting the door and sitting down on the concrete floor. Louis's smile fades beside me.

"Why not?" Poor Niall, He looks honestly confused as he asks the question.

"Because my friend Maya is sitting out there in the audience, waiting for me to get back fron the bathroom so we can leave." The girl states it as if it's obvious, and while I sort of agree, I pity Niall for the trouble she's putting him through. Niall isn't the one at fault here.

"I'll kiss you if you follow him," I suddenly blurt out. Both Louis and Niall turn to stare at me in shock. I've been gay for as long as I remember, and certainly longer than they've known me. I have no reason to go around kissing girls.

To my surprise, the girl laughs. "And why would I want to kiss you?"

I shrug. Don't all my fans want to kiss me? "I don't know, I just figured it would be a good story to tell your friend."

The girl laughed again. "She'd think I was teasing her. Besides, it wouldnt be worth it. I wouldn't kiss you for a million dollars."

Although not particularly dismayed by her remark, I do find myself a bit insulted. What about me makes me so unmissable that you wouldn't do it for a million dollars?

"I'll give you a million dollars if you hang around here with me until we can get this sorted out." Niall offered. "You don't even have to kiss Harry."

The girl seemed to be thinking hard, and it was several moments before she said anything at all. When she did, her voice had lost its sarcastic lilt.

"A million dollars?" She asked, looking straight at Niall. He nodded.

"One million dollars. And all you have to do is stick around a couple hours." He confirmed. The girl let out a long breath, then nodded.

"Alright, but let me text Maya." She agreed.

Niall shook his head. "Sorry, but I can't let you talk to her. I can't have you leaking the story before Management figures out what To do about you. I'll explain it to her afterwards if it makes you feel better."

The girl looked a bit angry, but after a seething sigh, she handed Niall her cell phone. The things people will do if you offer them a million dollars.

"And the two of you," Niall turned to face Louis and I. "I suggest you go help Liam deal with the fans before they start to wonder what's going on."

I nod and give Louis one last peck on the lips before pulling away fron him completely. He leaves the room without a word, prepping himself to deal with the masses and I Wait exactly 2 minutes and 43 seconds before I follow. We may not remember to lock doors, but Louis and I have been hiding a relationship for long enough to know the tricks people's brains play on them. We're good at hiding our affection. That girl walking in- it was just a simple mistake. And I sure hope Management can sit this out.

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To those of you who signed the contract: one word to me about this and its over

To the rest of you: if you hate what was just very heavily implied, I do apologize

And to all of you: I hope you enjoyed, because I really didn't like writing that. Not exactly my kind of thing. Why do I write it then you ask? Because I have been much too heavily influenced by the people around me.

To those who don't ship Larry: please don't quit reading. Or isn't that vital. The story is more about Niall than anything, we just havent gotten that far yet. Give me a chance.