Stockholm Syndrome: Monster

Chapter 12: Millie

Miko's POV

As I fill my mug with water from the fridge, I start to wonder if one of these boys saved my iPod and earbuds. As if on cue, Louis walks in with nothing but some basketball shorts on and socks. Damn him and his stupid abs, I won't let myself get distracted, question time.
"Lou, I got a question." I state, hopping onto the counter right in front of him.
"Seriously, I'd like to make my damn tea without you getting in my way, literally." He says, glaring playfully. I roll my eyes but stay put.
"Where's my iPod?" I ask, straight up, he closes his eyes, then does something unexpected. He grabs me by the waist and sets me down on my feet, then turns back around to make his tea, jerk.
I notice a little box with sugar packets on the island counter behind me, tea isn't tea without sugar! I snatch the whole box and put it up my shirt at my back, I'm so evil.
"What the bloody hell, where's the damn sugar?!" He screeches in frustration. I stifle a laugh and scoot away to the other side of the counter, he narrows his eyes at me then crosses his arms.
"I just want my bedtime tea!" He whines, I shrug.
"Too bad."
"I'll have to get it from you then..."
"Try me."
"You wouldn't want me to, you know you'll lose, I'm stronger than you." He says in a singsong voice. "Pfft, you may be stronger, but in a factual basis, I'm much smarter than you." I say pointedly in a 'duh' tone, Louis rolling his eyes.
I set the box of sugar behind me on the counter above the dishwasher, so I decide to annoy the shit out of him.
"WHEN YOU'RE READY COME AND GET IT, NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA, WHEN YOU'RE RE-RE-RE-EH-EH-DY, WHEN YOU'RE READY COME AND GET IT NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA!" When I stop screaming/singing horribly, I just then noticed I was running, what the--oh, how convenient, Louis is behind me and I have the sugar, why do I have the sugar? I thought I put it on the counter, I don't remember picking it back up, oh well, shit happens.
I simply throw the box at him, getting him in the face, he mutters a small ouch, then picks it up and goes to the kitchen.
I leave the living room and ascend the stairs, I have to go to the Demon Seed's room today. I bump into Zayn as I reach the top.
"Hey Z, where's Harry's room?" I ask politely.
"It's down at the end of the hall to the right, it has an 'H' on it."
He said, pointing to a black door with a white little letter 'H' on it, how cute. I nod and smile, "Thanks Mate." I say, then go to the door. I see it's cracked open, so I push it just a little to see Harry spread on his bed, like a retarded octopus. "What the fuck are you doing?" I ask, walking in and sitting on the ottoman on front if his bed. "My girlfriend sent me a video." He replied, his voice thick with emotion as he stared up at the ceiling. I nod, encouraging him to go on.
"And she was snogging some older fellow I've never seen, she also sent me a text saying 'You wouldn't want to see what we do next' or some weird shit like that...she don't want me no more, I hadn't done anything wrong to her..." He mumbles, tears start to spill, the poor lad. I get on the bed and his eyes shift to mine, they're all watery and sad. I get behind him and put his head in my lap, absentmindedly fiddling with his soft hair. "Harry, I'm sure you did nothing wrong, she's just...either a crazy bitch that gets around or is mentally challenged, I'm calling the first, but anyway...you can find someone better, someone who respects you and cares dearly for you, its not your fault, mate." I conclude, looking down, he's smiling at me sweetly. "You tired yet? " He asks me, closing his eyes. I nod, lying down, he repositions his head on my stomach, switching his lamp off.
"Night MI. "
"Night Bruh."
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Harry's POV

"Run Harry, Run.... Don't let them catch you! " Miko shouts as two doctor looking guys wrestle her to the floor, trying to drug her. "But I can't leave you! " I rasp while dodging a flying scalpel from one of the men. They soon win and jab her in the side of the neck with a needle, for me, everything goes black.

"Harry, I can't breathe, bro! " Shouts a familiar voice, yanking me out of the depths of sleep. I let go, not until now noticing dark bruises on her sides from me holding on so tight. "Well shit..." She mumbles, following my gaze. "God, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to..." I whisper, she shakes her head in the moonlight, "S'okay, m'fine mate..." She slurs tiredly, then collapses back onto the pillow. I pull down her tank top, which rode up overnight, covering the scary bruises on her middle. Although I'm much bigger than her and it's not my fault I have Hulk Hands, a hand shake from me is like someone dropping a whale on your hand.

Big limbs suck ass.

I get my head off of her stomach and lie directly beside her, studying her features.
I love her hair, it's not bone straight or poofy, they're just settle curls. Her eyes are like the colors of the brightest nebula, green dominating most, while spots of blue and yellow dance about the green sea. Her full pink lips, so soft looking and inviting. Long lashes like a fucking unicorn! How the hell is someone so beautiful but treated like practically shit, that guy is mad.
I feel my eyes beginning to droop closed, I fall into the darkness once again.
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Harry's Pov

"Errybody say sausage keep it going! "

"Eggs, bacon, grits-"
"SAUSAGE! "
"Niall likes food so he gonna eat that-"
"SAUSAGE! "
"We eating pancakes with that mufucking-"
"SAUSAGE!"
"And I like carrots and I like-"
"SAUSAGE! "
"And I like sweet tea and I like-"
"SAUSAGE! "
"If Harry don't eat all of his-"
"SAUSAGE! "
"Imma go beat his ass with a-"
"SAUSAGE! "

"Harry get your ass up! Drop down give me twenty! " I hear a familiar accent shout in my ear, I groan sluggishly and flop out of my bed. "What the hell was that song?! " I ask, she shrugs.
"You obviously needed to wake up, Liam and Louis had gotten breakfast from McDonald's, so you better get up and eat it. " She says before following the other boys out of my room.
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Miko's POV

After I finish eating, I throw my trash away, then wander off to the living room. I open the left curtain of a big window, it has a key lock on it, how convenient, escape is ruled out for now. I perch on the top of the sofa's back, staring outside. A male and female pair of Cardinals sing to each other in a tree, the female flies away, leaving the other alone, rejected. Those birds have no idea how fortunate they are, I would give almost anything to be a bird. I shift my sight to the busy streets, watching my fellow Aussie's rush about freely, while I'm locked up in a fancy flat with four British blokes, along with a mouthy leprechaun. I sigh as weight plops down on the sofa seat. "What's in that pretty little head of yours?" Asks a distinctly curious voice.
"I don't know Niall, what do you think? " I mutter sarcastically.
"Freedom. " He mutters, studying my face as I gaze longingly out through the glass panes. "You know.... You could make the best of it, right? " He whispers, not sure if that was rhetorical or not, my mouth stays clamped shut. I turn to face him, keeping my Wednesday Addams face on. The next few words seem to shock the shit out of him.

"I want to speak to Millie. "
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Ohhh shit's about to go down, I know this chapter is boring asf but I haven't updated in eons so it's a filler.
But as you guys shall know I've been busting my ass on writing my first official chapter for my sixth book named 'His Mute Luna'. It needs to be as epic as possible so watch for my update and as always

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