Stockholm Syndrome - A One Direction Story

Chapter Six

Oakley's POV

I woke up in a dark room. There was a small lamp in the corner that had been left on. If it weren't for that it would have been completely black.

I forgot only for a minute what had happened the night before. Then it all came rushing back into my mind. I was too numb to cry. I just sat up in the bed, only wearing undergarments & my black jumper. I had nothing else to wear. My uniform was dirty & laying in a pile on the floor. I brought my knees to my chest & held onto them as I bowed my head. I just took a breath. After what had probably been a couple of minutes, I lay back down on the bed. 

I started to think about all the people that I cared about that were probably worried sick about where I might be. The thought of them cheered me up a little bit. I thought of Niall & his incredible laugh that I had heard since probably the day I was born. 

Then I thought about it his best friend. I had only known Liam for about eight months now, but he was like another big brother to me. I loved his sense of humor, even though he really knew how to push everyone's buttons at times. I smiled just thinking about all the banter.

 Then my mind drifted to Amelia. She was the last one to see me before I left the diner. She had practically insisted that I wait for her to be done her shift so she could drive me home. Even when I refused she had suggested not for me to walk along the trail so early in the morning by myself. But of course, stubborn old me refused to listen to her &took the trail anyways. Now I really wished that I would have listened to her.

Then I thought of Justice, Harley, & Macy. I didn't know Macy too well, but she was a good enough friend I guess. The newbie to the diner, & we had just started to corrupt her. I wasn't the best of friends with Harley or Justice either. We would never hang out outside of work, but we got on pretty well & always had a good time when we were put on the same shift.

Tiffany was kind of like a mom figure to me. She has really helped me over the past year & I feel like I don't tell her thank you enough. She is always so sweet to everyone. She was the best boss I ever had. I just wish I could hug her right now.

& then there was Harry... Or Haz... Haz is what Amelia would always call him, & he would call her Meels. I just kind of went with it. Eventually they started calling me Oak, which I preferred over Oaky, which is what Niall had called me for years. Finally he adapted to Oak a few months ago. So we were Haz, Meels, & Oak. We were the three best friends. It's funny, Meels has a crush on Justice, but nobody knows but me. When I first met Harry his job was to train me when I first started working at the diner. Harry was the kind of person who could work with anyone & always have a good time. I guess I may have started to develop a slight crush on him a couple of months ago. But I couldn't really blame myself. On top of his contagious smile & amazing personality, he also had a heart of gold... Also, he wasn't hard on the eyes at all. & as for his jokes... They were a bit lame, but also endearing. I missed Haz a lot. I wondered if he missed me too.

I was broken out of thought as I heard the door open. I sat up & looked to the door. Zayn walked in.

"Good morning." He said as he walked over to the bed, carrying a bowl of something.  "Wasn't last night amazing?" I didn't answer him. He sat down on the bed beside me. I moved away from him slightly. 

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Is that really how you greet people? I did bring you breakfast after all." He handed me the bowl, which contained cereal.

I took a few bites before responding. "You're not a person. You're a monster."

"I have to say, I disagree." He watched as I continued to eat the cereal. I finished eating after a couple of minutes & I put the bowl on the night stand. Zayn still watching my every move.