stockholm syndrome // h.s

twenty.

Jackie's Point of View

I looked down at the scene below me, Harry and the paramedic were seated on the floor, the same spot where Harry was previously lying unconscious.

"You'll be fine, just a little beaten up is all." The paramedic reassured Harry, watching him as he pitifully held an ice pack to his forehead on the spot where the lamp hit him.

"Thank you for your help, Sir" Harry replied thankfully as the medic began packing his supplies back into his bag.

"Just, try not to drop another lamp on your head" The paramedic joked, lightly chuckling at his words.

"Will do" Harry replied, laughing weakly.

With that, the medic got up from the floor, waving me and Harry off before exiting the motel room.

The door closed slowly, allowing enough time for the tension in the air to grow significantly.

"Be honest, what really happened to me?" Harry spoke aloud, breaking the tension.

I bit my lip nervously before starting, "You really don't know what happened do you?"

"I wouldn't have asked if I know what happened, Jackie." Harry looked at me dumbfounded.

"You were scaring me...so, I kinda threw a lamp at you." I looked down at my hands, twiddling them anxiously.

"What was I doing?" Harry questioned me intently.

He honestly didn't remember?

"Actually, I think I'd rather not know. Damn those nerve pills, I should have never taken one." Harry mumbled angrily, somewhat to himself.

"Nerve pills?" I questioned, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion.

"Yeah, I take them when I get anxious, so of course, I took one right before I came in to pick you up after I got you the outfit. I was nervous." Harry replied, sympathy for himself laced in his words.

"I make you nervous?" I replied, barely above a whisper.

His face instantly went blank before replying, "Why wouldn't I be nervous."

I smiled lightly to myself before growing serious again.

"How do the nerve pills usually affect you?" I asked him seriously, disregarding his previous compliment.

He turned away from me in thought, it seemed like.

"They make me say things, things I don't actually mean."

I sighed at his response, "Well that makes sense." I scoffed, becoming slightly annoyed.

Harry's face grew cold and confused, "What did I say to you?" Harry questioned me sternly, obviously looking for an honest answer.

I looked into his cold eyes, noticing one was now bruised significantly.

"You were being, forceful...and dark" I replied seriously.

"No, What did I say, Jackie. Don't lie to me" Harry replied harshly.

"You told me you were a psychopath, an alcoholic, an abductor.."

I watched Harry's face intently as reacted to his own words.

"That's it...I'll be right back" Harry quickly shot up from the floor, tossing the ice pack to the ground and practically sprinting out of the motel room.

I stood completely still, waiting anxiously for the rambunctious curly headed boy to run back in.

A few moments passed before eventually, the motel door swung open, allowing Harry inside, yet this time, he had something with him.

A pill bottle, filled almost to the brim with brightly colored pills.

I watched as Harry sprinted towards the bathroom, motioning for me too follow him, so I did.

Harry glanced down at me, exposing dimples on either side of his cheeks and smirking as he directed his attention down at the toilet below us.

"What are you-

I paused mid sentence as Harry pried off the lid of the pills from the small orange container and tilted it upside down above the toilet.

"Nerve pills?" I questioned Harry somewhat humorously as the pills cascaded into the toilet below us.

Harry turned to face me, nodding in response.

"Thank you" I mouthed up at him.

"I can't risk losing you Jackie, and if some stupid nerve pills make me scare you than I'll live without them." He reassured me, tossing the empty pill bottle into the trash bin in the corner.

"I have no intention to scare you" Harry added sternly, placing his hands firmly on my shoulders.

"I believe you" I replied, smiling weakly in response.

"Than believe me when I do this-

Harry's stopped mid sentence to lightly brush his lips against mine, sending immediate shivers down my spine.

He suddenly pulled back a bit, examining my face it seemed, before starting "Don't ever let me scare you again. Do you understand." Harry breathed out, mere inches away from my lips.

"I understand" I whispered the words practically on top of his lips.

"Good" Harry mouthed in response, pulling our lips fully together this time.

A familiar sensation engulfed my body, fire. The one sensation I've only ever felt while kissing Harry.

The same fire sensation I crave every time his lips detach from mine.

Harry deepened the already passionate kiss by leaning his muscular figure in closer, causing me to fill with desire, and by the way Harry slowly slid his tongue towards the entrance of my lips you could tell he felt the same desire.

Our lips broke away quickly, causing me too look at him somewhat confused.

"Jump" Harry breathed out, cradling my bum as I imidiately knew what he was implying and jumped onto him, wrapping my arms and legs around his toned figure accordingly.

Harry pressed him lips against mine once again, pulling our bodies impossibly close together, in fact as close as they would fit without either of us suffocating.

I grinded my hips harshly onto his lower half, causing him to whimper a breathy curse word against my mouth.

My fingers mindlessly massaged at a few loose curls hanging down the nape of Harry's neck, causing him to emit small whimpering noises into the kiss.

"I need you." Harry slightly gasped for air after his sudden words, "now"

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