Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 14

Harry's P.O.V

I wake up the next morning with Sarah laying right beside me. She was already awake and was tracing my butterfly tattoo.

"Good morning, beautiful." I whisper, smiling down at her.

"Good morning, handsome." Sarah looks up at me, and smiles.

I lean in, and kiss her soft lips. Sarah gets up, and goes into the bathroom, brushing her teeth and taking a shower. After she's out of the bathroom, I do the same.

"So, are you going to go check up on Cara?" Sarah asks.

"Yeah, hold on, I'll be right back." I say, and Sarah nods.

I walk down the hall to Cara's room, and unlock the door, walking into it. She sits up with wide eyes.

"Good morning, captive." I smirk.

"G-Good morning." She whispers.

"Want some breakfast?" I ask.

"Only if you don't put poison in it." She says, I chuckle.

"We'll see about that.."

Sarah's P.O.V

I go downstairs, and get my breakfast. I see Cara staring at her plate. She's probably thinking about whether Harry put poison in it or not.

"Don't worry, he didn't put poison in it." I smile. Cara smiles back, and starts to eat.

"Thanks for the breakfast, Harry." I smile.

"No problem, baby." Harry smiles, and pecks my lips.

"You guys are adorable." Cara says.

"Thanks." I giggle.

"So, how long have you two been together?" She asks.

"About two months now." Harry says.

"That's nice!" Cara smiles.

"Yep, we're really in love." I smile, looking at Harry, and he smiles back.

"That's nice. I wish I had a boyfriend." She mumbles.

"Don't worry, you'll find someone!" I say.

"How?" She chuckles.

"You're pretty. I'm pretty sure someone will ask you out someday." I say.

"I hope so." Cara smiles.

"You'll get asked out, I promise!" I
smile.

Harry's P.O.V

Sarah was really nice. That's what I liked about her most. Her personality. It was beautiful. She had such a beautiful soul.

"Do you think I'll find someone, Harry?" Cara asks me.

"Sure." I smile.

Cara was very beautiful. Anybody would go out with her.

"Thanks!" She smiles.

"You're welcome." I smile.

Sarah gets done with her food, and then goes upstairs, leaving Cara and I alone.

"So..?" She says.

"So." I chuckle.

"You're cute." Cara smirks.

My eyes widen, and it's hard to swallow.

"U-Uh, thanks." I stutter.

"You're welcome." She smiles.

"So, uh, how old are you?" I ask.

"Twenty, you?" She asks.

"Twenty-nine." I say.

"Cool! But, how old is she?" Cara asks.

"Seventeen." I say.

"Oh." Her eyes widen.

"What's wrong with that?" I ask.

"Oh, nothing! It's just that there's a big age difference." She says.

"Age doesn't matter." I shake my head.

"Well, wouldn't it be counted as a felony and rape if you're having sex with a seventeen year old?" Cara asks.

"How do you know we're having sex?" I ask.

"I've seen the way you guys look at each other. It's weird. It's like you two are undressing each other with your eyes." She shudders.

"Shut up!" I chuckle.

"But is it?" She asks.

"I don't know." I shrug.

"Well, it is." She says.

"How do you know?" I ask.

"Because when I was seventeen, I had a boyfriend who was way older than me, and then my parents got involved and yeah, they took him to court and he was in jail for awhile. I never saw him again." She whispers.

"I'm sorry.." I whisper.

"It's fine." She shakes her head. "But you two need to be careful. What if Sarah's boyfriend lets say, find out about you two. That would be bad. Be careful." Cara says with a serious look.

I forgot all about Sarah's boyfriend, Luke, and I'm pretty sure she has forgotten about him, too.

"Okay." I chuckle.

"I'm serious." Cara says.

"Okay! We will!" I say. "Why are you so worried?" I ask.

"I don't know. Maybe because that guy, was you.."