Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 21

(My P.O.V)

"Done!" I declared and stepped out of the bathroom.

"Lookin good." Liam clicked his tongue on his teeth and snapped his fingers at me.

I rolled my eyes and playfully punched his arm.

He winked and walked away.

I sighed and leaned up against the wall.

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"Now that we're all settled," Liam said and pulled me closer,"We can get back to the fun."

They all widened their eyes and back away slowly.

"I mean games." He cleared his throat. "Yeah. Just games. You know... Board games and stuff?"

"Mmmhmm." Louis said sassily.

"I'm just a Bradford bad boy yo." Zayn said and shrugged.

I just laughed.

"More food!" Niall complained and rubbed his stomach.

"No, no more food." I said and rubbed his back.

He sat on the floor and pouted as I sat down on the couch and rubbed his shoulders.

Liam sat down beside me and put an arm around my neck.

"Luuuuuuuuuuv you." I smiled quickly and he chuckled.

"Luuuuuuvv you tooooooooooo!" He sang and I placed my head onto his chest as I let go of Niall's shoulders.

"Niall?" I asked.

"Yeah?" He turned around blinked up at me with a cheesy grin.

"If you like food so much, then why did you just decide to listen to me?"

"Because- Well I- You know I think it's polite to listen to women-"

"That's enough. You like me, don't you? Because... Because... Because... You wouldn't ever want anything or love anything more than food. But... You always decide to... To... T-To-"

"Listen to you? Care for you? Spend time with you?"

I looked down and then back up at him.

He blushed and looked away.

Liam frowned and got up.

"Babe? Baby where are you going?! Please come back!!!" I squealed and everyone else looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Liam?" I barely squeaked.

Niall looked up at us guiltily and gulped.

"Babe!" I scrambled to my feet as the tears rushed down my cheeks and I ran after him.

"Come back!" I choked and planted my face into his chest as soon as I found him, sitting out on the balcony in a chair.

I sat beside him and sighed.

"You okay?" I asked, still sobbing and wiping my tears away.

He slowly slid his chair closer to mine and looked back.

"Uh... Liam? Wh-What's going o-on?" I gulped.

He shut the door and locked it, before turning back and sitting down.

He whispered,"You promised me you wouldn't let me go." A tear streamed down his cheek.

I shook my head and kissed his cheek. "Babe I never said I was going to let you go!" I cried out and got up.

"Then why-"

"Shush," I said and put a finger to his plump, kissable lips. "Just because Niall likes me, it doesn't mean I don't want you. I love you and if I wanted him, then wouldn't I be kissing him or something?"

"Well... Yeah." He nodded in defeat and looked up at me.

I caressed his bottom lip with my thumb.

He grinned slowly and bit his lip.

I wiggled my eyebrows.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?"

"But- Out here?"

"Well, no. But-"

"Later." I said and winked.

He turned around as I got up and unlocked the door before going back to the living room.