Stockholm Syndrome h.s. z.m.

Chapter 28

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Alexis' POV

*2 days later*

Everything has been going okay lately. The fandom has calmed down now that they know that Zayn and Perrie are friends. The Xandom is still strong. The Directioners are assuming that I'm dating Harry. They still hate me but that's okay I guess. But I have one thing on my mind.

"Harry, can I get my hair done?" I ask politely.

"Why?" He huffs. Rude.

"Well before you kidnapped me I did it all the time," I snort, getting sick of his attitude.

"I'll call Lou.." He mumbles in defeat.

"But Harry!" I whine, "I always get my hair done by TJ! She's gonna get suspicious if I don't come back!" I say, lying a little. The last time TJ did my hair I was unhappy with her. She practically dyed the ends of my hair orange.

"Fine. But you have to take Paul with you and you can not say anything about being kidnapped. If you do, I'll make you regret it," he threatens.

"Whatever," I scoff, knowing he would never hurt me.

I make an appointment with TJ and Paul escorts me to the hair salon.

"Can I experiment a little bit today?" TJ pleads with puppy dog eyes.

"Fine. But I swear to god if my hair turns orange again I'm not coming back."

She giggles and starts to highlight and bleach my hair.

*2 hours later*

"I love it TJ!" I squeal.

My dark hair has been amped up with some butter blonde highlights and a beautiful balayage.

She thanks me for letting her experiment and we hug goodbye.

I get home and Harry is packing for South America.

"Took you long enough," he mumbles.

I just groan and head down to my room to get Lottie up from her nap.

Lottie is very smiley after she wakes up from naps.

I hear a loud knock at the door and decide to answer it. Harry is busy anyways.

I open the door to find a very cute blonde guy standing there. Niall, was it?

"U-uh I can go g-get Harry for uhm.. You," I stutter. My face is turning more red by the second.

"Well actually I was here to see you," He chuckles with a cheeky grin on his face.

"Well let's g-go sit in the living room then. I guess. Uhm yeah," I'm definitely blushing now.

He follows me to the living room and sprawls out on one of the couches.

I sit down in a little chair across from him.

"So I want to know a little bit more about you love, considering you have a kid with one of the lads and all."

I giggle uncomfortably.

"So you're name is Alex, I believe. Do you have any hobbies?" He questions.

"I used to play sports but when Lottie came around I had to quit," I answer.

"Oh I'm sorry love! Maybe you could start playing derby!" He says excitedly.

"What's... Derby?" I ask and a look of disbelief flashes into his face.

"What's derby? It's only the best sport on this green earth! It's soccer! Futbol! Any of this ringing a bell?" He rushes.

"I've never played soccer before," I say honestly.

"Well we'll have to play some Fifa sometime. That's a soccer video game, by the way."

I giggle at his outgoing personality.

"Oh yeah I brought something for Lottie!" He pulls out a tiny tiara, "A tiny tiara for a tiny princess," he announces while placing it on her head. Lottie smiles like crazy.

"Oh yeah I have something for you to Niall," I say as I set Lots down on the floor and rush to the kitchen. I come back with two cookies and his eyes widen.

"One for me!" He happily cheers.

"Maybe not," I tease, holding both of them dangerously close to my mouth.

"No!" He laughs running towards me as I run around the room with them.

Niall finally tackles me onto the sofa and proceeds to each both of the cookies. We both just break into fits of laughter.

I didn't even realize that Harry had walked in.

"What the hell is going on here?"

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Authors Note

Hey y'all! Hit another goal!

I love you Syndromers!

Much love ! xx