Stockholm Syndrome ~Larry Stylinson~

Prologue

Imagine 2015 Harry not the harry on the side. 

But still enjoy that harry because its harry!!!

But also enjoy Louis too because why the hell not lol!

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I slammed the shot glass down on the counter as the cheering in the crowd erupted making my ears ring. At a high school End of Senior Year Party there was bound to be topless girls, wet t-shirt contests, and sweaty bodies grinding everywhere, someone hooking up upstairs in a random bedroom that's not theirs and let's not forget the most important thing that HAS to be at every party.

Booze

Even though this was our last night together everybody here wanted to get so wasted that we couldn't even remember it. That's the way it had to be or it was no way at all.

After my friend Niall and I downed a couple more shots we somehow maneuvered our way to the make shift dance floor and began to let the liquor in our bodies move us. I grabbed some random girl and started to grind with her. I was amazing what alcohol could do to you because I would have never done that if I was sober, well probably not with that girl because she was just know for sleeping with EVERYONE (boys and girls included) but she had a nice ass so I let her do her thing.

It's still not better than mine though.

While we were dancing I couldn't help but see this guy standing across the room. He was staring at us and he didn't care if we saw him or not.

What a creep.

I've seen this guy around school a couple times and I even had English with him but he was always quiet. It felt weird having him stare at me as I dirty danced with this girl.

The entire I night whenever I did anything he was always there

Always watching

Always watching me

And only me

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It was about 2:30 am when I decided to head home even though the party was still going strong. My mum would be worried about and I just had to get away from that guy. I had to walk a distance down the street because when I showed up all the close spots were taken.

As I staggered down the street I couldn't help but have this feeling as if someone was watching me. When I turned around I could see a disoriented figure following me but I blamed it on the fact that my vision was blurred due to being drunk and I brushed it off and continued down the street. As I reached my car and went to pull the handle I felt something cover my mouth and nose and within one inhale I felt my entire world go black.

I don't remember anything from that day.

I don't remember the party.

I don't remember dancing with anyone.