Stockholm Syndrome // h.s

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(Thoughts on the new cover?)
(Picture is basically what Jamie's eye's look like)

Harry

I know I shouldn't really be upset about the boys breaking up, but I am. What we have is what makes me feel alive and most of all happy. I can't really blame them though, most have given up hope, settling with me being dead. Just like I'm settling with the fact that I'm stuck here for the next 4 months then after that I'm pretty much going to die when Jamie's boss gets bored of me.

I still can't understand why I have made no attempts at escaping. If I could possibly make my departure I could save One Direction. Not just for me but for the boys because I know they love doing it as much as I do. I don't want to be the one to ruin it for them, I'm happy that they kept the promise but its not over. Not yet.

I knew the moment I stepped off of that stage after passing through auditions that I wanted to sing. I knew for certain that I wanted to sing with my boys for as long as I could when we preformed Torn for Simon. If the boys go through with this and I possibly end up coming back I don't know what I'll do. Clearly going solo will not be an option, its not the same without them by my side.

"Dammit," i swear when I die for the 5th time in a row. I thought I could get out my frustration by shooting people in this dumb game but I keep losing. The same guy keeps killing me too. The more I died the louder I got with my anger with the game. When I give up and throw the controller Jamie comes in.with her camera around her neck.

"What the hell is going on in he-oh. Its Sikes isn't it." I was confused at her words and even more confused when she picked up the remote, set down her camera and restarted the game. "What are you talking about?" I question glancing at the camera screen. "Sikes, he's the guy who keeps killing you, no?" She grins and I squint my eyes at her. "I suppose, didn't know he had a name." I mutter and watch as she just

annihilates the game.

"He doesn't but he pissed me off so much I had to give him a name so I could shout out properly how I was gonna destroy him!" She yelled aggressively, "Sorry he just really gets under my skin." Her tan hair seemed to gleam and distract me from original thoughts.

I recognize the setting and know she's about to have to face Sikes but she pauses the game. "I'm gonna show you a trick," she motions for me to sit up and scoot back and then she places her body between my legs. Her back pressed firmly against my chest, thighs touching and I could feel the heat radiating from her skin. Best of all when she turned her head I could make out the unique pattern in her eyes. "Is this alright?" I hear her smooth voice break through the air we shared. All I could do was nod.

She then tells me to grab the controller, my arms were wrapped around her and I had to rest my head on her shoulder in order to see. When she put her hand over mines to guide me my heart beat and her's was all I could hear. I stopped paying attention to the game when I saw her defeat Sikes and I just stared at her beautiful skin. Perfectly imperfect, with her blemishes that scattered lightly on her plump cheeks, mixing in with the freckles. It just all made sense.

Soon enough she turns her head, without bothering to pause the game. I continue to stare deeply into her confused irises, it looked as if she wasn't sure if she should just let me stare or get up and leave from the situation. My eyes only move for a millisecond to glance at her pink inviting lips that she had been biting in concentration the whole game.

After a couple of more seconds of mentally fighting myself, I just go for it. Her lips were just as inviting as I thought, soft and nice. I actually take advantage of this kiss and grab onto her waist, moving my lips. She responded pleasingly cupping my face with her hands. We didn't even pull apart let alone flinch when the remote fell to the ground. We actually got more comfortable, I could tell the position she was in was uncomfortable, so she straddled my hips instead. Now hovering over me so her crotch isn't pressed up against mines like it should be.

Though her mouth felt great against mines I wanted more so I stick my tounge out but she denies me. So I greedily let my hands wander to her arse into her pockets where I grip it. This causes her to gasp and it allows my tongue to slide in with ease. Clearly she wanted it as bad as me when she tangled her tongue with mines.

It was getting to me really quickly, what I was doing. I was making out with my kidnapper. In 4 months she's sending me off to some guy, who will probably torture and kill me. She took me away from my everyday life, from my best mates. She is heartless.

Despite all that, when she moans against my lips all those thoughts are irrelevant and I just want her closer. My lips travel down her neck, leaving a trace of my presence with each spot I touched. She shivered when I reached the base of her neck onto her collarbone. She tasted like peaches and smelled like honey. "You taste like peaches," I whisper when I go back to her neck close to her left ear. "Its this new, uh, lotion that-ugh has a smell and taste to it. I decided peaches was-" she goes silent when I bite her ear lobe and suck. I swirl my tongue around it, really just showing off my skills. I finish it off with a subtle lick before I go back to her lips. This time she goes to my neck and I chuckle.

"Just imagine me doing that here," I say low and raspy while my hand brushes over her crotch. She groans and fully sits on my lap. An unexplained noise comes from my throat as she presses down. Its even worse when she starts to move. I let go of her ass and let my hands slide to her waist again. Soon enough she was grinding on my d.ick. I was enjoying it, a lot.

I think I ruin everything though when I slide my hands up and down her hips easing my way into her shirt. That's when she unlatched her lips from my neck then hopped off of my lap.

High and dry is what she left me. I look around trying to clarify that wasn't a dream and was in fact real. When I my eyes glanced over the room again I notice something on the dresser. Jamie left her camera. I thought about getting up and returning it to her but she was long gone in her room upstairs.

The thing was still on so I just started to look at a lot of her photos. When I went back far enough I began to notice a marking at the bottom of the screen. I couldn't see it very well but it looked like a signature. When I finally found and figured it out I zoomed in.

Shot by Autumn Leaves.

Happy new years. And let the games begin. Also do you guys like detail smut or do you just want things to be cut off when it gets heated? Haha no ones gonna actually answer that. Toodles!