Stockholm Syndrome: Monster

Chapter 17: 50 Shades of Luke

Miko pov

"Hey, shut up guys, put Luke back on." The shouting stops, and Luke comes back on groggily.
"Hey lovey, you want to talk to h- I mean see him." Louis says, I nod smiling at the fact that I get to see my friend again.
"Hey Luke, would you like to see her?"
"Who?"
"You know who. "
"You mean... Holy shit, YES, ALL YOU SINNERS STAND UP SING HALLELUJAH!!!"

well damn.

Louis switches to face time, Luke shows up on the other side, looking like he got ran over.
But still fabulous.

"It really is you... " He says quietly, he looks so happy, I nod to confirm my existence on Earth. "Omygod you have dimples?! You're so cute, I've only seen you sad, YOU'RE SO ADORABLE!!!" He screeches, I wince when my sensitive hearing reacts to the invisible force ."I'm sorry I sound like an idiot, I never thought I'd see you again- wait, don't you talk?!" I shake my head, I type 'not anymore' in the notes app on Harry's phone and put it to Louis' screen.
"What does that mean?"
'It means I can't talk anymore, smart one. ' I type, rolling my eyes at him. "You know what, we're coming over there." Interjects Ashton, probably roasting in curiosity, then he hangs up. "Well, that was something." Mutters Niall.
"At least we're all in Australia, I mean they're about to tour with us so we're all in Sydney for about 8 months. We're all on break so you're no inconvenience." Says Liam reassuringly. My breathing slows knowing that I'm not in the way of the two bands.
****Time skip brought to you by LeBron James****************

The room bell rings, Zayn stands behind me, 'discreetly' making sure I don't try anything. That's stupid cause I actually want to meet Luke and the other boys, so why would I attempt escape now? Liam runs up to the door, quickly rushing the boys in case some fans go into savage mode. The four figures yank their hoods off and greet my boys first, hugging, slapping backs, and playful insults. They approach me last, first a friendly faced boy with dyed green hair and green eyes.

"Hey, I'm Michael." I nod, shaking his hand with a smile and show him Harry's phone that says 'Miko' typed on the lines. Next is a handsome curly haired kid with eyes the color of honey and dimples when he smiles.
"I'm Ashton, been wanting to meet you. " We shake hands and he swoons at my childlike height. Then I shook hands another boy named Calum who had dark hair and brown eyes, they were all stunning, which makes me jealous. It's like whoever magical person created them had a vial that said 'Hotness' on it and instead of putting a few drops, they dumped the whole thing, especially with celebrities. I feel a poke on my shoulder and I turn to Luke, who's so tall, that I am only eye level with his chest. I look up to his icy blue eyes and he pulls me in for a hug. My temple pressed to his shirt, I could feel his heart racing wildly.

We pull away in embarrassment as the surrounding idiots start cooeing and swooning over us.
"Aw... I ship you guys, you should get married and have fifty kids..." I turn and glower at Calum, walking around him like a predator plotting on it's prey.
"Yup, he's fucked..." Mutters Zayn in the back, I ignore him. I step really close to Calum's face, causing his breathing to become heavy and uneven. I smirk and make a sudden motion with my hand as if I were to punch him, he flinches with a girly shriek and hides behind Ashton.
"Wanna get cut, bitch?" I mumble, holy shit I spoke out loud. I smile and then I start having a weird feeling in my throat. I have a huge spazzy coughing fit, Ashton pushes Calum away and pats my back, I straighten up and clear my throat. Grinning gratefully at Ashton, "Can you hear me now?" I ask everyone, they nod their heads and Niall runs up to me and picks me up like the scene from The Lion King. "Put me down you douche!" I shout laughing and squirming around.
"Ooh she's vulgar, I like it. " Comments Michael and I slap him outside the head when I'm put down. "Please don't aggravate her, we don't have time to carry a bunch of fat ass teens outside to dig their graves and say prayers, so be nice to eachother- yes I am talking about you too Miko, I'm not playing." Says Harry, ruffling his hair. Wait, what did this bitch say?
"Says the potato sack that fought me and expected to win since I'm a gir-"
"Okayyy, change of subject! Hello Calum, your hair looks lovely!" Shouts Louis, trying to keep this room a place of zen and not a warzone.
"Wait, if he expected to win then don't that mean she won instead?" Asks Luke pointing to me, Liam nods his head smirking at Harry. "Noooo, they're lying, they're all lies, how dare you lie, Liam! You should pray for forgiveness you sinner!" Yells Harry sarcastically, Liam pulls out his phone and opens the gallery, Harry tries to take it but I hop onto his back like a koala bear, not letting go. "Get off you lil demon!" He shouts at me and I pull his hair to distract him, what he does in reaction makes me want to vomit and throw myself off a bridge.

He moans.

Pin drop silence. Liam pauses the fight video. I gape at Harry. Harry looks like a tomato.

"Kinky."

"Hush it Turtle Boy." I mutter, dropping to the floor off of Harry's back, flipping off Michael with both hands. "Uhhh... I-it was not my fault, it was my body's initial reaction!" Defends Harry, pointing at me, I nod, since it is actually true.
Good job, Harry, you get a gold star.

"Cool, you know what initial means."
"Miko, stop being so conceited, it gets annoying."

I groan and turn to Luke, "See what I have to deal with?" He scoffs, "You should hear the fanfiction they read to get me up in the morning..." He glares at Michael and Calum. "Y'all don't worry, I'm Malum as fuck." I say before running into the kitchen to get me some food.

"Back at it again with the ship names." Muses Niall flatly, I roll my eyes and pull some Reese's pieces out of the cabinet and sit on the counter. Me, being the ocd person I am, eat only one color until it's gone then I move on to the next color. I wince when one of the boys shouts at the other, calling them 'satan' and ranting about how Skechers is the most overrated shoe company. I guess the animal DNA has definitely advanced my hearing more or less, it's all shits and giggles with the boys but what about the outside world? Would society accept me? Should I even allow myself to be exposed? I heard in America, that society over there is quite tight, that many are still fighting for acceptance.

And they're completely human.
This is Australia, where the animal kingdom almost reigns over humankind, where alligators from the Jurassic period swim in the streets. I love my country, everything about it, except for the people. I'll make an exception for the boys, you can say I have major squad goals.
My life is a wreck that has about less than half a true chance to improve.

Im scared.

But as Tyler Joseph says in Car Radio, 'Peace will win and fear will lose.'

The only person I have to make peace with is my own self.