Stockholm Syndrome h.s. z.m.

Chapter 34

QOTD: Stupidest injury you've ever had and how did you get it?

AOTD: Well yesterday I was shaving my legs and I somehow managed to cut off like, a third of my fingernail lolol

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Harry's POV

I wake up with my arms curled around Alex.

Wait.. Alex? Why is she here?

I thought she was with Niall now?

I quietly gasp when I start to notice bruises all over her body.

What did Niall do to her?

I'm going to fucking rip his head off.

Even in her sleep she looks terrified.

Is Lottie still with Niall? She better not be. She'd better be with Louis.

Alex starts to stir from her sleep.

"Good morning love," I say tenderly.

Her eyes bolt open as soon as I speak. She stares at me as if she is scared.

She mumbles a timid 'good morning' as she stands up and walks toward the kitchen.

I decide to play dumb and act like I don't know her and Niall got into a fight, "I-Uh thought you were staying with Niall for a few days?"

She looks into my eyes with a confused look on her face.

"Why would I be with Niall?" She whispers.

"Because I made you go with Niall when I was angry babe. Did you and Niall get in a fight?" I say softly, brushing my hand over a bruise on her arm. She pulls back.

What?

Her face starts to look angry. Scared, but angry.

"You really don't know, do you?" Her voice starts to become louder.

"What don't I know, babe?"

Tears start to well up in her eyes.

"You did this to me Harry. You practically raped me."

As soon as the words left her mouth, I knew I had fucked up.

Niall's POV

I wonder how Alex is doing.

She sent me a text last night that said:

'Staying at Harry's.. Talk to you sometime'

Something is off about this situation.

I'll see her tonight at the concert. We can talk things over then.

Lottie was restless the whole night. She's really attached to her mum. I mean, am I that bad? I could be the father figure she never had.

What am I even thinking? She's only a few weeks old.

Maybe Alex is perfectly fine? Maybe I'm just overthinking all of this.

She's probably perfectly fine. I'll see her in a few hours anyways.

*at the concert*

"HELLO JOHANNESBURG! HOW ARE YOU ALL DOING TONIGHT? YOU ALL LOOK LOVELY!" I scream.

The fans scream back. Best fans in the world I tell ya.

We start up the concert and Harry looks a bit stressed, Zayn is being quiet once again.

While we're singing I finally spot Alex in the second row of the crowd. I walk over closer to her and wave but she won't look me in the eyes. Why won't she look me in the eyes?

I notice blue-ish black spots peaking out from under the collar of her shirt. Hickeys? Bruises? What the fuck did he do to her? And why won't she look at me?

My mood turns sour as I continue to sing along with our songs.

I look over and Harry is crying.

What the hell? He hurt Alex and he's over their crying like a baby. He must not be sane.

Harry has taken it one step too far.

Alexis' POV

I couldn't look him in the eyes.

I still wasn't sure if Harry would remember threatening to hurt me or Niall if I talked to him.

And the cowardly Harry cried on stage.

I start to head back stage.

I stop in my tracks.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YA DO TO ALEX YOU ARSE?!" An Irish accent yells.

"It's none of your business," A low voice growls back.

"OH KISS MY ARSE. WE BOTH KNOW THAT THIS IS MY BUSINESS AS MUCH AS IT IS YOURS!"

Niall is full on yelling now. And I worry that the few remaining fans in the stadium will hear him.

"Don't fuck with me Horan," Harry growls again.

"Oh yeah," Niall scoffs, "I bet Alex didn't want to fuck with you either."

That's when I heard the first punch.

"DON'T," punch, "EVER," punch, "FUCKING," punch, "TALK TO ME," punch, "LIKE THAT AGAIN." Harry roars.

The security comes pouring in to break up the fight, and I see their managers shooing the left over fans from the stadium.

It takes 3 security guards on each of the angry boys to break up the fight.

By the time they do get the fight under control, the damage has already been done.

Niall has obviously taken the worst of it, as his nose is gushing blood and one of his eyes is already swelling. He begins to look a bit faint as the medical team arrives.

They load Niall onto a stretcher and start to load him into an ambulance.

Harry looks over at Niall, as if starting to regret his actions.

"Fuck you," Niall whispers.

The guards struggle to keep Harry from beating Niall once again.

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Authors note

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