Stockholm Syndrome

Five

Harry's POV

I pace up and down the long corridor, pondering on what to do. I hate this so much. Why doesn't brad understand he was never even in Ava's eyesight. She was always too good for everyone. Even too good for me. Im just a luck asshole that gets to be her boyfriend. She deserves much more than me. She's too perfect. The way she laughs slightly when shes nervous, the way she tries to hide when she blushes. So innocent and kind. Not ruined like other girls, the ones who are desperate for attention. She doesn't realise that when we walk down the street I hold her closer to his her from other men's gazes. I even remember a couple holding hands and the boy watched on at my girl as we walked past, un noticed by his doe eyed girlfriend of course.

But the one thing that makes me so drawn to her is that she doesn't know how perfect she really is. The feelings I get when she runs her delicate fingers through my hair when we kiss. The fireworks I know we both have. The twinkle in her eyes when the light shines on them, beautifully chocolate brown with a splash of green, captivating.

And the one thing I take for granted; Shes all mine.

I feel a buzz in my back pocket, realizing i still have my phone. God, im such an idiot. I quickly pull it out and tap in my password.

From: Liam Payne 18:32pm

Haz, we need ur help. Ava hit her head. Shes unconscious. Its serious. Liam.

Its weird to think that in a second your world can come crashing down.

I don't think as I run to the room they are locked in. I try the rusty door knob. Locked. I spin round on my feet, looking for a way to enter. But its just my luck that the evil twins aren't as smart as they presume they are; the key is on the table on the opposite side of the hall. Bastards.

I quickly jam the gold key into the door, gaining access.

"Harry! Over here!" Niall calls as i enter and shut the door behind me. I rush over to the corner of the old room and see my beautiful girl looking lifeless on the floor, her wrists and ankles covered in deep wounds and a pool of blood sits by her head. I hear cries from the other girls as Louis talks to them. I look over and receive a mouthed 'Im Sorry' from Ellie. I nod before looking down at the one thing that matters in my life: The one thing that is my life.

"Ave. Babe it's me, Please wake up. Your safe now." I tell her. I remember watching programmes where there are unconscious people and the doctors say they can hear you. "I love you." I whisper in her ear.

"Niall I don't even know what is happening." I admit, Shaking my head.

I take no time in picking her up bridal style and walking over to the door.

"Wait Harry, you cant go that way, they'll see you." Liam states.

"Where else am i supposed to go?" I ask, anxious of the unconscious girl in my arms.

We all look around the room. I can hear a few distant voices. My guess it's Brad and Bret trying to see what the commotion is about. As i glance upwards, a large window calls out for me,

"Up there?" I suggest, its normally easy to climb out of windows but not when your carrying someone.

But before i have time to move, the door opens revealing no one other than Bret and Brad.

"Styles. How nice to see you again." Bret smugly states. Arms folded, as he walks towards me. "Going somewhere?"

"Listen you bastard. You've got what you wanted, now let me get her help. Cant you see what you've done?!!" I yell

"Of course I can get her help. But only if you let me take her." He replies. No Fucking Way. But I can't let anything happen to her.

**

I let her go. Again.

Bret has taken her to the hospital and now im stuck her like a useless pair of shoes you don't want because you've grown out of them.

It tore me apart seeing her leave. Hopefully she'll get the treatment she needs.

She looked so broken and pale. Her long shiny hair now matted and dry. But no matter what, she's still the most beautiful girl in the world. But no matter how many times I tell her she always complains saying how she has scars and a damaged past, but to me that makes her more beautiful. I refrain from calling her 'hot' and 'sexy', except for, of course, when we are going to some red carpet thing and I know I would rather see her chosen dress on our floor.

I know the media publicises me as being the 'flirt' of the band but I like to hide my real self from the media. Only close friends and relatives know the real me. Ava more than anything.

I honestly would do anything for that girl. But ive broken my promise. A promise I have sworn on since our first kiss; I will protect her no matter what. I failed.

"Liam I can't take this anymore." I sigh, laying back on the floor. "Ive failed."

"No you haven't Haz, you've got to be strong for Ava's sake, its not your fault, you couldn't have done anything to prevent what happened. Im sure she'll be fine." He assures me, but its not good enough. I need her. I miss her so, so much. Its been 4 days and I have barely slept. Ava's so strong and I need her hear to comfort me.

"Yes is could Liam. I swore to protect her and I haven't and now she out there somewhere with them and it kills me inside." I say. A few tears slipping down my face. I only ever cry when something really bad happens. Once when my grandma passed, once when I felt like I failed my fans and now this. The only other time's I have cried is infront of Ava when I tell her about my life. My shit and baggage I carry that she shouldn't have to put up with. Im no good for her.

I wipe my face with my hands. Looking at the small Lock and key on my wrists. The same as what Ava has on her wrist from her 19th Birthday...

"Babe, what do you want for your birthday?" I ask her. Watching as she makes a cup of tea for us in my shirt. She looks over her shoulder at me, "Well you know how I said I wanted to make a bucket list?"

"Yeah, A list of the things you want to achieve in your life." I laugh, hugging her close as she sits on my knee.

"Well one of them is to get matching tattoos." I smile and kiss her nose.

"Perfect"

Its been hours since she's left and my hope is small that I will last much longer in this room. The girls, Naill and Louis asleep. Me and Liam are the only ones awake at this time of night.

Then I realise...

"Where's Zayn?"