I woke up and sat down on the bed while leaning on the head board. I'm still wearing Harry's shirt and His shirt really smells good.
"Enjoying my smell?"
I look over to my side and Harry's awake but his eyes are quite not open. I could see his cute dimple because he's smiling. I stopped myself from what I'm doing and that is smelling Harry's shirt.
"I was just smelling myself" I said and He chuckled.
"Liar" He said.
"Yes, I became one when I met you"
"So you're really smelling my shirt, Aren't you?" He asked and I nodded.
"Come here and lets cuddle" He said while opening his arms.
I lean my head on his chest and He wrap his arms around my shoulder. I can do this forever with him. He's so soft, cuddly and cute.
"Let's talk about something" I said.
"Okay, What do you wanna talk about?" He asked. I paused for a moment and think.
"Uhm, About you. I want to know you" I said.
"What do you like to know about me?"
"Everything"
"Okay but not every single detail of my life because some are secrets that shouldn't be known" He said and I nodded.
"I already told you about my childhood, highschool and college life. So I'm gonna tell you some things about myself like my hobbies, likes, dislike and whatsoever"
"Okay"
"I like to watch movies and read books. I hate school and I don't have work. My parents are in a different country because they work there and they just put money on my credit card. I got into an accident when I was in highschool and I drink medicines-" I stopped him first and asked.
"Why did you get into an accident? What are your medicines for?"
"I told you I'm not gonna tell you every single detail of my life"
"I'm just worried. I just want to know what kind of sickness you have so I will know what to do"
"You wouldn't understand, Even the doctors can't cure me"
"Okay, Please Continue"
"I get jealous easily. I don't like people making promises and doesn't keep it. I don't like people making me look like a fool and making my heart ache. I like to protect someone from getting hurt. That's all. What about you?"
"Okay, I like all kinds of food. I like partying and making friends. I like to protect someone from getting hurt too because a boy from my school gets bullied everytime. I just notice that We have the same likes and dislikes" I said and He chuckled.
"Yeah, What school were you in?"
"I forgot where" I said and laughed.
"Okay, Are you hungry?" He said changing the subject.
"Yeah, How about you?"
"Yes, Do you wanna go out for Breakfast?"
"Sure, Can we go to my house and Charlotte's house?"
"Why? And Who's Charlotte?"
"I'm going to get some of my things and my car. Charlotte is the one who slapped you in the face" I said while laughing.
"Very funny. She's a bitch. If you weren't there, I could've made her suffer"
"Hey, She's my bestfriend. Hurt her and I will surely hate you"
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Stockholm Syndrome
Fanfiction"Stockholm syndrome, or capture-bonding, is a psychological phenomenon in which hostages express empathy and sympathy and have positive feelings toward their captors, sometimes to the point of defending and identifying with the captors." *Warning* T...