Harry and I went to the club and We sat on the chair. I ordered two cocktails for Harry and I but he's not drinking and having fun. I haven't seen Harry drink or what.
"Harry, Why are you not drinking?" I asked.
"I'm going to drive"
"Oh, Okay. So you're just gonna watch me get drunk?" I said while taking a sip of the delicious cocktail.
"Sort of. You've had enough. Let's go home"
"No, The fun hasn't even started yet" I said and I pulled Harry on the Dance floor.
Harry's POV
There's a lot of people around us and some are drunk perverted boys. She drank 4 cocktails and her behaviour is making me uncomfortable. She's so drunk and she keeps on dancing. She started grinding on me and so I stopped her before I screw her right here.
"Let's go home" I said.
"No, I'm still having fun" She said and pouted.
"Let's go home. You can dance there"
"No, I don't want to" She said while crossing her arms over her chest like a little kid.
"If you don't want to, I would still make you" I said and I lifted her in my arms.
"Harry, Put me down!" She shouted and I shushed her.
We went out of the club and We get into my car. I put her on the passenger's seat and close the door. I get inside my car and start the engine.
"Well done, Harry" She said and sighed.
"You're drunk as fuck, You need to take a rest"
"Okay but Can I sit on your lap?"
"What? I'm driving, You're going to distract me"
"C'mon, I won't take a rest if you don't let me"
"Fine" I said and pulled over the side of the road. She sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck.
"Don't move too much, Okay?" I said and she nodded. I started to drive and she's distracting me.
"Wait, What does this button do?" She asked. She pressed the car horn and it beeped so loud, She even quivered.
"Oh so that's what it does" She said. She's so drunk and She's making me laugh.
"Don't touching anything" I said and she nodded.
She moved and moved until she hit the spot. She was already sitting in between my legs because she keeps on moving and talking. I should've not agreed to this.
"Hey, Soften it" She said while touching my crotch.
"Okay, That's it. You're going back to your seat" I said while pulling over the side of the road again.
"I don't want to" She said.
"Do it. Don't make mad" I said and she nodded.
She finally went back to her seat and she lean her head on the window. I started driving and after 20 minutes, We arrived at my house.
"Hey, We're here. Can you walk?" I said and She nodded.
We got out of the car and went inside my house. I sat on the couch in the living room and rest. She looks at me and walk towards the stairs.
"Are you sure you can walk?" I asked.
"I'm Fine, Harry" She said.
I don't believe her. She's still drunk and I think she's gonna fall on the floor any moment now. I walk towards her and watch her. She just walked on the first stair and she already fell but I caught her.
"See, You could get in trouble for lying. Let me just take you upstairs" I said and I lifted her in my arms. She wrapped her arms around my neck and I walked into my room.
We got inside the room and I walk towards the bed still lifting her. I lay her down but she's not removing her arms around me.
"You can let go now" I said.
"Please kiss me first" She said.
"I don't want to do things to you without knowing"
"I have sobered up"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes" She said.
"How many is this?" I asked while raising my five fingers up.
"One, Two, Three, Four, wait, I lost my counting" She said while laughing.
"Okay, You're back" I said and I kissed her lips.
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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...
