Stockholm Syndrome |n.h

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"No!" I scream and rush toward Niall and my father. Niall looks as confused as everyone else as he slowly puts his hands behind his head. No, Niall don't give into it.

"Kyle, get her out of here!" My dad yells over the pounding music. Kyle??

"No," I cry. Kyle walks towards me and I back away from him and toward Niall, where he is standing next to... Mason with his hands behind his head. "It wasn't him! Dad no!" I scream and run to Niall, wrapping my arms tightly around his waist. "It wasn't him!" I shake into his chest.

Niall wraps his arms back around me and squeezes me tightly. His cheek rests on the top of my head, and I feel his tears sinking into my hair. No, no, no, no, no!

"Evanna! Get off of him! Dammit Kyle I told you to get her out!" Mason screams. If this is actually happening he is no father to me.

"Harry!" I scream. "Liam! Zayn! Louis!" I scream in hopes I find them. I see Harry's hair in the crowd and pray to god that he looks over.

"Ev, come on." Kyle grabs my arm.

"Kyle! I swear to god if you touch me again." I yell in his face. He was a part of this. I know he was. I don't know how but he is.

"Evanna!" I hear Niall yell for me. "Ev!" I haven't ventured far, but I rush back to him and do anything to try and rip him away from Mason.

Why isn't any one doing anything?! Help me! The music is too loud and the lights flashing is giving me a headache, but how is nobody noticing this?!

"Niall, I-"

"Everything will be okay Ev." Niall grabs my head with both of his hands and looks into my eyes. "Everything will be fine. I know it will."

"Kyle!" Mason shouts again.

This time, without any warning, Kyle rips me from Niall and lifts me up, and starts to carry me away. Not today. I punch Kyle as hard as I can and he let's go of me and holds his chest. I run up to Niall and crash my lips onto his for the second time this year.

"I love you." I cry with mascara dripping down my face.

"I love you to the sun." Niall replies with just as much if not more tears than I have. This time, it's Niall being taken away from me. I start to follow, but Kyle has a better grip on my arms than before. He drags me out of the back door and out side.

And that was the last time I saw Niall's face.

"I am so sorry." Kyle says to me. I turn around and I would have slapped him if he wasn't my best friend sense I was a child.

"I trusted you Kyle!" I sob. "You were my best friend and- and, what the fuck how did you even find out?!" I poke his chest, jut hard enough to make him step back.

"I over heard you a while ago." he sighs, but continues his story. He tells me everything on his side of the story. How he wanted to scare me so he started a video and got me and Niall's conversation instead.

Just hearing Kyle say his name makes me let out a heart wrenching sob. I let this happen to him, this is my fault.

My Blondie is a sweet man and he wouldn't last a week where he is going.

How are is fans going to react? The media? They guys-

The guys.

I walk back toward the building and try to open the door, but Kyle stops me.

"Let go of me!" I cry. "I think you've done enough for one day." My voice comes out as a growl, but still he doesn't let me go.

"I'm not letting you go back in there. You are drunk off your ass and in shock. You'll have a panic attack if you go back in." He says softly.

"I don't care!" I sob and try to push last him. I push and push but he doesn't budge. I finally just give up and let myself lean against the brick wall.

My body shakes with sobs and Kyle just watches me. He doesn't even look guilty. "He doesn't know." I put my hands over my face. "He doesn't know!"

"Know what Ev?" I glare at Kyle.

"Don't call me that." I spit. "He doesn't know why Niall took me. He doesn't know his story behind it." Silent tars roll off my cheeks and I watch as the fall to the ground.

"And you do?" I nod. "You believe it?"

"If course I-" the door that Kyle is leaning against opens, causing him to step forward in shock. Harry and Liam walk outside.

"Evanna!" Harry calls for me, looking the other way "Eva- Evanna. What happened?" He asks in a hurry. He walks over to me and I run to my best friend and squeeze the life out of him. "Niall just told me to find you as soon as I could and then he left."

"He sounded really nervous. Looked like he-"

"Niall got arrested." I sob into Harry's chest. He runs his hands through my hair while I shake.

"What?!" Liam explodes. "Why?" Once I get my sobs under control, I step out of Harry's embrace and look at them.

"He found out." I shake my head. "My dad found out that Niall kidnapped me. Kyle showed him proof and-"

"You?!" Harry steps toward Kyle. "You did this?!" A tear slips from Kyle's eyes and he nods.

"Harry, stop." I put myself between the two.

"You can't just let him stand there! He sent my best friend to prison!" He angrily yells. I put my hands in his chest and make him step back.

"Kyle, get out of here before I change my mind and let him!" He scurry a out without a second glance. I hope I never see him again.

"He sent your boyfriend to jail and you let him run?!" Harry pulls at his hair.

"I couldn't let you kill him!" I shoot back.

"Guys, guys." Liam says and steps in between our argument. "Calm down. We just have to take this one step at a time and figure out how to get Niall out of this."

Thank you for being calm. I really need some stability right now and Liam is helping me out perfectly.

"You're right." I sigh. "Can we just leave? I don't wanna be here anymore." My voice shakes and I pace for a few seconds before Liam stops me and hugs me with a tight grip.

"He will be fine. We will get him out."

I nod and step out of his embrace. Harry looks at us with red eyes and looks back down.

"He won't last a day in there." Harry sniffles.

I find that hard to believe. He did chloroform me.

I shake my head. I shouldn't be thinking like that.

"Let's go." I say, and without another word, I head to the car with Harry. Liam goes to find Zayn and Louis.

How could I let this happen? How could I let Niall go without a fight? I should have done something. I should have fought for him. Even in my drunken state I should know that. I shouldn't have drank. I should have been alert and-

"What are we gonna do?" Harry cries. "How did this even happen?"

I shake my head. "I don't know."

The drivers door opens and Liam gets in the car, Louis in the front and Zayn in the back with me and Harry. Alex sits in the very back, almost in the trunk.

"What's going on?" Is the first thing Louis says. He turns around to look at me from the front seat.

"My dad arrested Niall."

Now that I said it aloud, it all seems real. I feel numb and cold and lifeless.

This is real

This is happening.

And Niall is gone.