Chapter 3:
I woke up to a soft knock on my door and then I heard it creaking open. The active part of my brain knew exactly who it was, but the half asleep part was still a bit dazed. Last night I was in a restless sleep, where I had nightmare after nightmare and no matter what I'd do they'd just return ten times worse. I knew it was probably due to my reality right now, but it seemed far worse than my reality.
"Good morning, Harry. Want breakfast?" I heard Liam's voice ask and I sat up in the bed. I rubbed my eyes until my vision was a lot clearer and nodded. He set the plate and glass down before he smiled at me. I watched, a bit confused as his smile faded and then he pressed his fingers to my neck and said "Who the hell did this to you?" I winced as he pressed down on my neck and that's when I remembered what Zayn had done to me last night. I was terrified and flustered when it had happened, and I just wanted an escape from it.
I shook my head, afraid to answer because I saw the rage that was held in Liam's eyes. "It was Zayn wasn't it?" He asked and my eyes widened in fear as he shot up and punched the wall. I flinched at the sound the wall made and shrunk back away from Liam as his breathing got heavier. "He has no fucking right to touch you." He said, and I was a bit scared and confused at the same time. Why was he acting like this? "Did he do anything else?" He asked, and I slowly shook my head. He really only gave me the hickey, not much of anything else, besides if I gave Liam details he might totally lose it and seeing a pissed of Liam was pretty scary considering how calm he usually is.
He sat back down in front of me and gave a few more deep breaths and then said "I'm sorry if I scared you." I looked at him with fear in my eyes, but I nodded. Liam sighed and then said "You should eat, Harry. And you need to tell me if Zayn does anything like this again. Promise me." He said.
"I promise." I gently whispered. Then Liam got up and ruffled my curls before walking out of the room, locking the door behind him. That was awfully weird? Why did he seem so mad and upset when he saw the mark Zayn left? Why should he even care? I decided not to think about it too much as my head began to spin. I grabbed the plate that had scrambled eggs and bacon on it and began to eat. I drank the glass of orange juice that Liam set on the floor and just thought about everything. The fact that I have been here for a day already bothered me as my time spent here was inevitable. I could be here for a very long time and I didn't like that idea.
I had just finished eating when I suddenly heard yelling coming from another room. I recognized the voices as Zayn and Liam and I listened intently to what they were saying. "Why the hell would you give him a hickey?" Liam asked and I didn't particularly like the rage in his voice. Then Zayn's voice took over, and he sounded a bit cocky. "He seemed to enjoy it." He said, and I scoffed at that. I mean, I only moaned because he was sucking on the most sensitive part of my neck.
"Zayn, I swear to God-"
"What, Liam? I get why you're mad. You want him all to yourself, but tough luck. You want him, you have to win him over." Zayn said, and my breath hitched. Did Liam really like me that way? He didn't seem like he did. He was just too friendly to seem that way. "He's not even yours." Liam said and that confirmed what Zayn had said.
"Not yet, Liam, but soon. I can't wait to ravish that perfect little body of his." Zayn said, and I cringed at his words. I didn't want to hear this, but then the voices got louder. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I heard Liam yell and my eyes widened at how mad he sounded. He sounded like he was out for blood, and I didn't like it one bit.
"OR WHAT? IT'S NOT LIKE YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE A MOVE ON HIM ANYTIME SOON." Zayn shouted back and then I heard a thud, and I jumped at the sound. I heard some struggling, and I could only assume they were fighting. My thoughts were proven correct when I heard the sweet, angelic voice of Louis interrupt them.
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Stockholm Syndrome (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionMy heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis...