I Like Hats, Okay?!

Badly Written 1D Stockholm Syndrome Inducing Fanfiction

Well, this is a very long title (not as long as the titles of Fall Out Boy's songs though, am I right? Haha...ha...I'm sorry). I may have just recently made a Wattpad account, but alas, this has not been my first foray in Wattpad writing. 

I may or may not have written, as my friend dubbed it, "Badly written 1D Stockholm Syndrome inducing fanfiction". Now, I don't want to offend some people who have written One Direction Stockholm Syndrome fanfiction, I'm sure a lot of those stories are actually nicely written. This essay(?) was made to make fun of my own. 

I'm pretty sure, you can still find my fanfic somewhere in this website, I haven't tried looking for it because I would probably die of embarrassment. Why the hell did I use actual names in the story? I don't know, I was stupid. But dear readers (that I may or may not have and may or may not care), to make the search easier, the title of the story is "Lost and Found" and the cover was made by yours truly. It has a picture of lost!Harry with a tied up pair of hands above it. I worked hard on that cover. Most likely, more than I worked on the story itself. 

Anyway, the summary is that Harry gets kidnapped and the story goes over his remaining PTSD and was supposed to reveal who the kidnappers were, but to be honest, I haven't thought of who the kidnappers would be. I think it was going to be one of the other 1D members? Like to be fun, it may have been Louis.  If I continued writing it currently, I may have turned it into a slash fanfic. Sorry to the heterosexual romances I could have created between the members and my friends in the story. 

The idea came from a dream I had. My friend (I actually added her in the story, so you can probably guess who she is) is/was? a super big One Direction fan, so she would talk about them all the time. Now, I'm not saying I don't like their songs, I do, but I wasn't a "collect their posters and have a Harry Styles doll" fan. So, I had a dream that I was with Harry in my apartments and the SWAT team was surrounding the building. He was in the middle of thanking me for saving his life when my previously mentioned friend bursts through the door screaming, "You rescued Harry Styles from his kidnapper?!" and started to flail. Then, I woke up. 

That was the whole dream, but my friend managed to rope me into writing it and actually posting it. I only wrote a few chapters though. I'm not going to really talk about those chapters since you can probably just read it yourself. However, I can tell you right now that it was painfully amateurish. It was filled with cliches and outrageous coincidences that was obviously made for the OCs. 

Which reminds me, you should read my friend's One Direction fanfics. 

Wait, okay that sounded bad. What I meant by the reminder was the One Direction fanfics in general, not the "painfully amateurish" part. Her stories can be found in the account my story was posted in. I would like to thank her again for allowing me to use her account for that one time. 

Which reminds me again!!! Shameless plug for another friend of mine who doesn't write One Direction fanfic, but instead original stories that feature a lot of supernatural elements. Her account name is Luminescent Scales. She's too shy to promote her own writing, so I'm doing it for her. Her main story only has two chapters as of yet, but she's working hard on writing the next chapter. 

Unlike me, she would probably finish her multichaptered stories. I have never finished any of my long fanfictions. The 1D fanfic and the previous others I wrote when I was twelve (those can be found in fanfiction.net under the username pooh and elmo...why am I doing this to myself?) will forever be on hiatus because I know better now and they can never be salvaged. 

I just stick with creating slash fanvideos now and the occasional slash one shots under the name IAmOnlyPartlyMajestic. 

Okay, okay. I'm sorry that I'm just using this chapter to shamelessly promote myself, but I really couldn't think of what else to write. I may keep this style throughout this book, where I just ramble on. But I'll probably add some story drabbles here or there. Think of this as an introduction of some kind, or a prologue.