Stockholm Syndrome

Nineteen

Im so sorry it's been so long since I updated this!! Ive been busy with essays etc.. Id hoped to have finished this book in the summer, but life never goes as planned! You might want to re read the previous chapter to lead up to this.

Song: Locked Away - R.City ft Adam Levine

Ava's POV

I am lost for words... What is happening? I stand up, trying to get as far away from the stranger infront of me.
"Y-you what?" I whisper, barley audible.
"Please, listen to the story, I hope you can understand" Harry mumbles, turning away from me.

I stare ahead of me, my life has been a lie.

"I-I don't think I can." I whisper, my voice seeming to have vanished. Harry turns towards me, sadness and despiration written across his features, he steps forward and takes hold of my wrists which hang loosly by my sides.

"Please." I look down, not wanting to face his green emeralds. I remove myself from his grip and make my way to the sofa, taking a seat, my hands reaching out to grab the cool liqure, letting the glass tip back and the liquid burn my throat as i down the whole thing in one go.

He takes my presence as a sign to contine. "You started to rem-"

"Before you carry on, just tell me one thing..." I mumble, interrupting him. I finally look up to meet his saddening gaze.

"Anything." I stare into his captivating eyes, something I will, and still hope, always love.

"Your love was real." I finally say, still holding his gaze.

"I don't think it could be more real. I always loved you, from the moment your eyes met mine." I finally shift my eyes to stare at the picture frame next to him. The picture which holds so many memories, a picture which is now tainted by so many more.

Harry takes a deep breath, his hand running through his hair. "After One Direction was formed, we moved to London, when you started to remember bits of the past, I didn't want you to leave me. You were my everything, I contacted Mr Blake to let you have a modeling contract as I knew you would be amazing, I signed the contract and you became a model." My cheeks were now stained with tears, of sorrow, sadness and betrayal.

"You... You said i'd been selected... I-I thought I was special." I cried more, I can't take much more of the lies and confessions.

"I know, and im so, so sorry. I wanted you to be happy and it was something you dreamed of, I wanted you to have the prefect life." He paces up and down to room, before pausing and reaching forward to grab the tattered book, now resting on the coffee table. I watch as he flipps through the pages, before stopping at one and holding out to me. I shakily reach forward to grab it. My eyes scanning the messy blue ink, looking at the date at the top: 14th April, 2012

"This was when I was planning to tell you what had happend." He whispers, alsmost ashamed.

"Why has it taken you over 4 years for you to own up to what you did?" I ask, my voice sounding hoarse from the crying.

"I don't know. I could'nt bring myself to do it, I didn't want to ruin what we had."

I stay silent and begin to read the page of words;

Avangeline,

Im deeply sorry for what I have done, I should have told you sooner, today or even tomorrow but I know I wont, I can't. I can't bare to see what you would think of me. I don't want to ruin our prefect relationship. Today I bought you a silver lock necklace, to match the tattoo that marks your skin.

As I read the sentance, my hand reaches up to grab the necklace that adorns my neck and has done since that day. Ive never taken it off, but now, I feel like ripping it off and burrying it deep underground. I let it drop from my grasp, letting it rest where it did a few seconds ago.

I look down again, trying to focus on the scribbled mess infront of me.

I remember so clearly the look on your face when I fastened the chain around your neck, the joy spread across your face as we lay on the grass by the lake, infront of our bench. The bench I hope to mark with many memories ahead, the bench I hope to propose to you at, the bench I hope we will think of a name for our kids at, the bench thats ours.

I hope one day, I will be able to let you read this, and I hope on that day I have claimed you as my fiancce. I hope on that day you will know me well enough to know that no matter what I will always love you, and that is a promise from me to you. I don't think this book has enough pages to tell you how much I love and care for you, your eyes and smile. But I haven't even said those three words yet. I plan on saying them tonight, when I take you out for dinner at the fancy restauraunt you promised me never to take you to, even though it is your dream to go there. I promised myself I would make your dreams come true and that is a promise I will keep.

All the love. H x

I finally look up at him to meet his face, which is now matching mine - covered with tears. I look back over to the picture frame, the moment I can remember so vividly.

"I can still picture that moment so clearly. The moment you kept your promise and said those three words." I say, not removing my eyes from the picture.

"And I still keep all those promises, I promise that I will make your dreams come true. I promise that I will always love you, no matter what." He recites, he kept his promise, my dreams have come true, but my dreams were all false, all built from a lie.

"Thank you for keeping those promises, but what happens now? Nothing is the same now." I cry again.

"I want you to read my journal, it has everything in from my mistakes to my promises. I did'nt want to tell you until you knew you could trust me and know me well enough. I will give you space while you read it but can I ask you one question?"

I feel his prescence coming closer until his forehed is pressed against mine.

"Anything" I reply, copying his.

"Would you still love me the same?" His eyes meet mine and I know that no matter how bad the road ahead may be, I dont think I will ever not love him.

"I always will, no matter what, that was my promise to you." I whisper, before our lips crashed together, letting me know that everything will be ok. Or so I hope.

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