Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 23

(Maya POV )

William leads me up the stairs, and the flights seem endless. I'm out of breath and he's waiting for me to recover for what seems like the billionth time.

"Couldn't we have just taken the elevator?" I whine. William laughs.

"Sadly, no. You have to have a special key to take the elevator to the presidential suite." He explains. I lean against the railing, staring at the fancy hotel around me. I had never really taken in just how nice a place it was. I suppose that was kind of pitiful considering I had been paying for Emma and I room.

"You know this is the same hotel Emma and I stayed at before the concert?" I comment. William smiles and takes my hand, dragging me gently up the stairs.

"Really?" He seems surprised. "That's kind if funny."

I roll my eyes. "Not really. I looked up the hotel that one direction was staying at."

Will laughs. "Now that's really funny." I shove him gently. "Sorry, but it is."

"It is not funny. They're just amazayn okay?" I immediately regret using the word, but it had just slipped out. Old habits die hard.

"Did you seriously just say amazayn? Because I'm about to tell Zayn about that. Ninety percent of the time he is the one to answer the door.

Its then that I realize that Will is standing against a wooden door and he pushes in the button next to it. But Zayn isn't the one to open the door. It is the last person I expect.

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(Emma's POV)

When the doorbell rings, Niall rolls his eyes.

"Its probably just management, here to tell us what To do with you next." He assures me. We are sitting n the living room with the entire band, and Liam is the only one that moves to stand up.

"Wait." I insist, an idea coming to mind. "Let me open the door. I want to remind them that im human."

Liam looks sceptical, but Niall nods. "Let her."

I walk to the door, Niall following behind. When I reach the door, m hesitant to open, but all it takes is one deep breath for me to gather the confidence I need. I sang the door inward to reveal first, a familiar looking boy. But the person behind him is the person that really catches my attention.

"Maya?" I ask in shock. What is she doing here.

"Emma?" She asks, wrapping me in a hug. "Oh my gosh it's really you."

"What are you doing here?" I ask, pulling away. "And who is that? And whose glasses are those? Gosh Maya, I have so many questions."

"I could say the same to you! You went off to the bathroom and I never saw you again!" She points out.

After a pause, I speak. "Its...complicated."

Maya scoffs. "Emma I just got a boy who I barely know kicked out of his house, saw you blamed for tackling  Niall Horan, and I'm wearing Zayn Malik's glasses. Talk to me about complicated."

"I walked in on a couple my best friend is obsessed with kissing, had two people bribe me with a million dollars, had to use a bathroom the size of a closet because I might run away, woke up one day in the same bed as Niall Horan  and spent a day in a cellar so dark I didn't know What was going on. Zayn Malik was begging me, I saw Louis tease Niall over relationship problems and Niall asked me out n front of two of his band mates. I think I've got you beat." I counter. Maya is staring at me in shock.

"I didn't really get about half of that, but  did I hear that Niall asked you out?" She seems ecstatic, and I'm not sure why. It isn't even her life.

"Like I said, Its complicated." I pull her inside to where the band is deep in conversation with the boy who came with her. Not knowing where to go, I lead Maya to the hallway, which is strangely the place in this house where I have spent the most time.

"Whatever happened to 'nothing about that band is cute'" she mocks and I roll my eyes, sitting down against the wall. It isn't long before she sits next to me.

"My feelings don't change what he does. He's a grown man. He can think for himself." I point out. Maya stares at me in horror.

"You didn't turn him down, did you? You better not have or I am going to have to kill you." She threatens.

I laugh. "No, I didn't turn him down. We've actually gotten kind of close. I guess that happens when you are forced to sleep in the same bed and then spend a day together in the dark."

Her eyes widened. "I thought I heard you say something like that earlier. Did anything...happen?"

I laugh. "No. The only reason we were in the same bed is that I was drugged and Niall was knocked unconscious or something."

Her eyes get even wider. "You do drugs?" She looks downright panicked and I remember her brother having a problem with drugs when she was younger

"I was drugged, not on drugs silly." I assure her, and she looks relived.

"You have to tell me everything." She insists. And I nod. Because why not.

"Well it all started when I opened a door that I thought was a bathroom to see Louis and Harry kissing. Or making out if you ask Louis." I begin, and I can tell that Maya is trying so hard not to scream. I smile. Let the obsessing start now. I can't imagine it ending anytime in the foreseeable future.

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Lalala. Writing at 2 am. If school isn't at least delayed tomorrow I am going to be a zombie. Everybody pray for snow for me! But shh, don't tell anyone I'm awake. Hope you enjoyed the reunion scene.

I can't believe I didn't think of this before, but Emma is just in deNIALL of her feelings towards a certain blonde boy. That was awful, but do you really expect better from me at two in the morning?  .