Stockholm Syndrome-PHAN AU

Chap. 4

I think you've figured out that this is before Dan got into all the criminal stuff... You'll understand why I'm doing it as I go on.

Not too sure how many chapters I'll have like this but probably a good amount.

Much love!

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"Drank too much last night, Howell?" None other than Alfie Deyes chuckled.

I had the unfortunate pleasure of sitting next to Alfie every single history lesson, which was such a shame because I loved history and he was just ruining the entire subject for me.

All I could take is one daily dose of Alfie, but of course I had two classes with him a day.

Alfie and I had a bit of a love hate relationship, he was a bit of a dick but he was also my friend at the same time. Well, most of the time he wasn't.

I bit my lip, trying not to get angry with him. I had a really short temper that day. I stared down at my desk attempting to give him the cold shoulder and maybe a hint I didn't want to talk to him.

"Where did you go?" Alfie continued, he clearly was oblivious that I couldn't be bothered dealing with his shit.

"Somewhere you weren't invited, Deyes." I snapped back, turning to face the front. That shut him up.

"Now, tell me what you know about Stockholm Syndrome." Mr Turner's voice was louder than before, and I saw him narrow his eyes at me, which clearly means he caught me talking.

A blonde girl who I forgot the name of, her hand shot up and she was waving it around, making weird noises to catch the teacher's attention. I rolled my eyes at her urge to impress the teacher, but I noticed that the teacher saw me roll my eyes.

"Dan, how about you tell us what you know since you always are so smart." Mr Turner's voice boomed throughout the classroom. The blonde girl's hand slowly went down and she let out an annoyed puff.

"What, the history or the definition?" I tried my best to sound as sickly sweet as I could to piss him off.

"Definition, if you would." He clicked his tongue, moving closer to the blackboard and grabbed a piece of white chalk off the side.

"Stockholm Syndrome," I said thoughtfully, trying to drag out the sick sweetness as much as I could. "Isn't that when a person who is captured develops feelings towards their captor?" I said nervously, chewing my lip, hoping it was right.

"Yes that is correct," He praised, writing down what I said on the blackboard. "The captor, when they get found that is, often won't tell the police anything about their captor." He said, walking around the class.

I seriously thought it was stupid, considering they kidnapped them, why would they like the person? They took away everything they loved and cared for and kept them in a dark room. I didn't understand it.

"Teachers pet are you, Howell?" Alfie chuckled. Now that really got under my skin.

"Shut up Alfie." Zoe snapped, and I turned my face away from Alfie to suppress my grin. Alfie had a crush on Zoe for the longest time, he didn't think we knew but we all knew, we just didn't have a heart to tell the poor guy she wasn't interested.

"This is our focus this term, the very first case of Stockholm Syndrome, which coincidentally it was in Stockholm so that's what it was named after." Mr Turner explained.

I tried my best to actually pay attention.

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The day went slower than I imagined it would, I would say it was because of the intense hangover and lack of sleep I was getting.