Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 8

Sarah's P.O.V
I wake up, Harry is laying down right beside me. "Hi." I smile. "Hey beautiful!" Harry smiles. "How long was I asleep?" I ask. "For three hours." He says. "Oh, I must've been really tired." I giggle. "Yeah, but you looked really cute while you were sleeping." He smiles. "Creep! Stop watching me!" I laugh. "I can't! You're just so beautiful." He looks me deep in the eyes. Harry leans in, and kisses me. He grabs me by the waist, and starts to play with the hem of my shirt, but I stop him. "Period, remember?" I say as a pull away. "Oh yeah, sorry." He says. "It's okay." I smile. I get up, and go to the bathroom, taking care of my period. "So, what time is it?" I ask. "Only 8:15." He says. I open the curtains and it's dark outside. "Well, looks like I'm going to be staying up for a little while." I giggle. "Good, because I need the company." Harry smiles. I walk over to the bed, and sit next to him. He pecks my lips over and over again. I pull away when my phone rings. Wait, what? My phone? Harry took that away from me when he kidnapped me, but I never knew what he did with it. "You've had my phone this whole time?" I ask. "Yes, but I only did that because I was afraid that you were going to leave me." He says. "Harry, I love you and I'll never leave you." I whisper. "You promise?" He whispers. "Yes, now please give me my phone back." I say. "Why? So you can have someone rescue you?! You just promised not to leave me!" Harry snaps. "Harry I'm not! I'm just going to get on it!" I say. "Don't lie to me Sarah! Don't you dare lie to me! You're mine!" He shouts. "You don't own me! I'm not some kind of item!" I shout. "YES YOU ARE MINE! AND YOU'RE NOT GOING BACK TO THOSE PEOPLE WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!" He roars, and I jump. I decide not say anything else. I just look down at my hands. "So what you're not going to say anything?!" Harry says. "I didn't mean to make you angry-" Harry cuts me off. "WELL YOU DID!" He shouts. "Harry I just wanted my phone back that's it!" I say. "No, you're trying to set me up. You don't really love me." He says. "Harry, that's not true!" I say. "Yes it is." He says through gritted teeth. "Harry, I love you, okay? I really do. I don't want to leave you. Ever. Just give me my phone back, okay?" I say softly. Harry gets up, and grabs my phone out of his bag. He sits back down on the bed with a sigh. "You're not going to call anyone, are you?" He whispers. "No I'm not. I promise." I say. Harry nods, and hands me my phone. I turn it on, and Harry is watching my every move. I go to my Instagram page, and I see lots of pictures of me being missing with the hashtag #bringsarahbackhome. I soon start to cry. I missed my family. I missed my friends. But if I leave, Harry would never forgive me. Besides, I'm in love with Harry, and if I left him, it would hurt not only him, but me. "Are you okay babe?" Harry asks. "N-No." I cry, shaking my head. "What's wrong? Is it because I yelled at you? Because if it is, I'm sorry!" He says. "No, look." I give him my phone. "This is exactly why I didn't want to give you your phone." Harry sighs. "H-Harry, I want to go home." I cry. "I understand that babe, but you have to stay here with me! You just have to!" Harry says, wiping my tears with his thumb. "But Harry I miss my family and I miss my friends! I need to go back home, Harry!" I cry. "I'm sorry baby, but you just can't right now." Harry shakes his head. "But Harry, if you loved me you'd let me go, and you said you'd do anything to make me happy!" I sniff. "I know what I said, but it's different now. I love you, and I can't let you go, Sarah. If you leave, the police will eventually come and find me and I'll be in jail for who knows how long, and for all those years I won't be able to see you, and I can't let that happen!" He says. "Harry.." I whisper. "Sarah please! I beg of you! Just stay with me for a little while longer, okay? I'll give you a week, and if you still want to leave.. You can." He whispers the last part. "Really?" I ask. "Really." Harry whispers. "O-Okay. A-A week." I nod. "Yes." He says. Did I really want to leave? I'm in love with Harry and he was begging for me to stay and I keep tearing him down. I'm probably all just emotional from my period, I'll stay here with Harry longer than a week. I'm sure of it.
Harry's P.O.V
Why did she want to go home all of a sudden? I thought she was going to stay with me forever! I just really hope that she'll stay with me, because if she doesn't, I don't know what I'll do. I love her so much, and I just can't let her go. I'm truly, madly, deeply in love with her, and if she leaves, I might never see her again. And then what? I just can't find another girl to kidnap. Sarah was different. One of a kind. She made me feel something that no other girl has made me feel before. Sarah made me weak in the knees. But I have to do what's right for Sarah. If she wants to go home, she can go home. Ugh! No she can't! She has to stay here with me! Harry, why do you have to be so selfish? Just let her go. I want to. But I can't. And I won't.