Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 4

Sarah's P.O.V
This past week has been absolutely amazing. Harry has been treating me like a princess all week. I was starting to see him as a really good boyfriend instead of a murderer. And yes, I said boyfriend. Harry asked me to be his girlfriend a few days ago. I had to think about it, but I of course said yes. At the moment, Harry and I were lying on the couch cuddling. "I love you so much, babe." Harry coos. "I love you, too, Harry." I smile to myself. There's a knock on the door, and Harry gets up and answers it. It's Zayn. "I'm surprised you knocked." Harry says. "Well, I didn't know if you were sleeping or not." He says. "Well, I'm not. What do you want?" Harry asks. "How's the girl?" He asks. "She's fine. I just got done punishing her." He lies. "What'd she do?" He asks. "She came up here without asking. I wasn't quite done so if you don't mind.." Harry says. "Sure. I'll come back tomorrow, to pick her up for the bidding." He says. Then leaves. What bidding? What could he be talking about? "Bidding? What is he talking about?" I ask as he comes back to the couch. "I really didn't want to tell you." Harry whispers. "Tell me what?" I ask. "We have this thing where we kidnap a young girl then have a bidding event. The one with the highest bid gets the girl." He says softly. "W-What? I'm going to get s-sold to a stranger?!" I ask. "No, unless I can keep you for myself." He says. "How? Zayn will think something's up if you ask him if I can stay with you." I say. "I'll just think up of something." He says. "Harry, I-I don't want to get sold to some stranger. I want to stay here with you!" I start to cry. "Don't cry baby girl. You know I hate it when you cry." Harry coos. "I'm sorry, I'm just so scared." I cry. "Don't be love. I'll call Zayn and ask him if you can stay with me, alright?" He says. "What if he says no?" I sniff. "Don't think like that baby. And if he does then I don't care, you're staying with me." He says. "Okay." I nod. I have my head down, not really wanting Harry to see me like this. "Hey, everything's going fine, okay?" He says lifting my chin, and looking me in the eyes. "But what if it's not, Harry! That's the point, you don't know!" I cry. "Ssh, it's okay. Nothing can split us up, okay?" He asks. "Okay." I nod. "Okay, now give me a kiss." He says with a smile. I smile, too, and kiss him. We pull away, and he wipes my tears away with his thumb. "I love you, baby girl." He whispers. "I love you, too. We'll be okay, right?" I ask. "Of course." He says. I nod, and then kiss him again. The doorbell rings, and we immediately pull away. "Harry open up!" A voice says. Harry curses under his breath. "What's wrong?" I ask. "I forgot my friends were coming over. You have to hide!" Harry says. "Okay, I-I'll just stay in our room." I say. "Okay. Hurry!" I say, and I get up and run upstairs.
Harry's P.O.V
"So, gotten any girls lately?" My friend Niall asks. "Yeah." I say. "What's her name?" Liam asks. "Sarah." I say. "Sounds nice. How is she?" Niall asks. "She's fiesty, and she never listens to me. I have to punish her all the time." I lie. "Oh." Liam says. "Yeah." I say. I hated this. Sarah wasn't like that at all.
Sarah's P.O.V
I quietly sit and watch tv in Harry and I's shared bedroom. I hear them talking about me. I know all the things that Harry is saying about me is a lie. I know he loves me. I hear a knock on the window, and I look over to see Zayn. "Let me in." He says. "I don't think that's a good idea." I say. "Let me in or I'll kill you." He says. And I do. He climbs in, and sits next to me on the bed. "What do you want?" I ask. "Just to see how you were." He shrugs. "Okay.." I say. "You're beautiful, Sarah. Now I see why Harry's been hiding you from me all this time." Zayn says, smirking at me. He soon squeezes my thigh, and I feel very uncomfortable. "So, tell me Sarah, has Harry ever touched you?" He asks. "N-No." I lie. "Hmm, well then he doesn't know what he's missing." He says. And as soon as I know he's on top of me and kissing me, forcing me to have sex with him. He takes my clothes off, and I'm at this point crying. Why me? I couldn't take it anymore, I had to call for help. "HARRY!" I scream.
Harry's P.O.V
"HARRY!" I hear. It's Sarah. "SARAH!" I yell. I immediately get up and rush upstairs to check up on her. I open the door to see Zayn on top of Sarah. "Harry help me!" Sarah yelps. "GET OFF OF HER!" I scream. I push him off of her, wrestling him on the floor. I swing several punches at his face, making him bleed.
"DON'T"
Punch.
"TOUCH."
Punch.
"HER."
Punch.
"EVER."
Punch.
"AGAIN."
Punch.
I punched him to the point to where he was unconscious. Well, at least I think he was. "Harry." Sarah cries. "Ssh, it's okay baby. You're safe now." I say, hugging her. "I was so scared!" She cries. "It's okay! It's over now." I say. I rush downstairs and see that the boys had left. Punks. I go back upstairs to Sarah who was shaking uncontrollably. "So did he uh, you know..." I trail off. She nods and then cries harder. My blood boils, knowing that he had touched her. "I'm so sorry, baby." I coo, hugging her again. She pulls away. "It's okay. I-I just want you to hold me." She sniffs. I sit on the bed, and lay down. I grab her by the waist, and gently place her half naked body on top of mine. She nuzzles her head into my neck, and cries softly. "Ssh, it's okay love." I rub her back. "I was so scared, Harry. I've never been raped before." She cries. "I know baby, I know. I'm so sorry." I say. She soon falls asleep, and I decide to take Zayn back to his house. I gently take Sarah's limp body off of mine, and drag Zayn's body out of my house.
Sarah's P.O.V
I wake up and realize that I'm not in Harry's arms anymore. I get out of bed, and go downstairs. He's not here. Where'd he go? I just ignore it, and go back upstairs, crawling back in bed, and falling asleep.