Stockholm Syndrome // h.s

10

Harry

I put Jamie's camera down just baffled, she works for a whole company, Autumn Leaves, and not even they have found out she's a kidnapper. I suppose the background check is clear because obviously she's never been caught. She did commit arseny, and set Mike on fire but hadn't been set out for that.

Holy shi.t Mike. I never got to find out for certain if he made it or not. Look at me, I've been so caught up in sh.it that I had forgotten about Mike, a man who's been on our team since we've started. Since I've been here I haven't thought about him once, what kind of person am I.

Now I really have to get the hell out of here somehow. Maybe help them find a trace on me, I've tried with the Xbox. Thinking maybe if I could contact someone through a game on Xbox live but first she didn't set it up and second with my luck I'd be in contact with an 8 year-old. Maybe even that 8 year old would think I'm some twisted psycho who wants to play a prank on the police.

Nonetheless, I know getting a trace on me is pretty much the only option because running for my life is simply not. First off I'd have no idea where I'm going or where to go really. Second, if I ran off randomly to the woods to hope for the best I'd probably run into wild life. I'm awfully wary of wild animals and will not fight back but run for my god damn life.

I just want my life back.

"Give it up for Liam, Zayn, Harry, Niall, and Louis. Also known as One Direction!" Abigail, the interviewer, cheered as we were in a room that did not contain an audience only cameras and some of our team. So we also cheered for ourselves. "Wooh! I love One Direction! " Niall shouted while clapping his hands. "Thank you Niall." Louis singed and we all laughed.

"Okay guys, wow, so new album, Midnight Memories. I'm excited, you're excited, millions of the fans are excited. It comes out Monday so 1 word to describe it, lay it on me." Abigail rushed out and pointed to Liam first so we went down the line. "Fantastic,"

"Alright, Zayn!" She pointed to him and he gave a simple answer of 'personal' then it was my turn. "Bloody good!" And I put up my fists and shook them in a victory gesture. "I believe I said one word Harry," she gave me a bitty tone. "Alright, chill out. Um memorizable." I said and squinted looking off into the distance. Of course Niall backed me up and laughed, all red in the face. "Is dat even a word?" He asked still cracking up. "Yes Niall, and if not it is now." I noded my head in certainty. "So my word will be," Niall started, "Zayn, because he owns the hell out of this album. Him and Liam actually its just incredible." Zayn and Liam awwed at him. Zayn reached behind me to grip Niall's shoulder. "Aw Niall, you're making me blush." Zayn spoke in his playful Bradford accent. I glanced over at them and see Liam pout at Zayn whispering,"I thought I made you blush." the interviewer wasn't paying attention as Louis was giving his own answer. "You do babe. Don't be like that c'mere." Zayn tucked Liam's head into his chest and that Abigail caught.

"Ooh little bromance going on here. But Zayn you recently got engaged, how did you feel?" I could tell the subject always got to Liam by the way he would just shift uncomfortablely with a blank/bored expression or even pout. Zayn would try to brush it off as fast as possible and hang onto Liam to tell him 'you're still my best mate.' They aren't together or anything but I definitely suspect something going on between the two. I know about their "playing around" kiss and I know for sure they like each other.

When we were done with the interviewer I pulled Liam to the side because he was still out of it. "Liam, just admit it already. If not to me to yourself." I had to cut right to the chase not wanting to waste my time since we had another interview coming up. "No idea what you're on about." Liam mumbled looking down at the ground. "You like Zayn, he likes you." I whisper harshly. Liam looks over at Zayn who was talking to Caroline, "I don't like Zayn," he muttered. "Liam come o-" I start but Liam cuts me off again. "I love him." He looks up at me with glossy eyes. "Liam," I pull him in for a hug. "Look, we've gotta go just text me or call later and I'll tell you." He gets a random piece of paper and a pen from a staff member and writes down his number.
Then I stuffed it in my front jean pocket an-

Wait! My jeans of course!

I rush over to the closet and rummage through all of my stuff checking every single pocket. The reason I hadn't called any one was I don't know the number for police here and I don't remember numbers well.

My hope shined through when I went through my last pair of jeans finding a crumbled, smudged and almost washed out piece of paper. But it was still readable. "Oh god." My heart was thumping as all I had to do now was find a phone. Jamie's phone. It won't be easy but I have to give it a shot.

~

I stayed up for hours waiting until I was certain Jamie was fast asleep. I even got in a good wank while I was waiting, I had to keep myself awake some how. It was 3 am here, so likely Liam is home and its 11 am over there. I can only hope my mediocre plan works out, I don't know what she would do to me if I were to get caught. Hurt me? Most likely. Kill me? I hope not.

I gather myself, grabbing my blanket and slipped through the crack of my heavy door. Everything for the most part was silent besides those pesky owls in the trees outside. Though looking through Jamie's photos they are quite magnificent looking. After I get out of here maybe I'll convince the boys to go on a wildlife sight seeing.

I make it through the hall way without making a creak, which is no surprise. Its the steps and her room that I'm worried about. Her room creaks on like every step and its annoying as hell. I can practically tell what she's doing all the time especially when she's pleasuring herself. She'll do it right after her showers, most likely when she's putting her lotion on. Then I can hear her when a moan slips out a bit to loud. Regardless its hot as hell to me, I could listen to her unravel all day.

In order to make it up the steps I had to use the metal handle bars. I threw the blanket up the steps and put both feet on either sides of the steps, nearly doing a split with my unmentionables just hanging as I try to shimmy my way up the steps. I was f.ucking sweating like a hooker in church, and the skin on my feet is what gave me friction to climb. My hands were already clammy making it harder to grip the metal railing. My head was also starting to throb for some odd reason.

After like 10 bloody minutes I finally made it up the stairs and had a to hell with it moment. Simply collapsing on the ground, my inner thighs and ankles were sore as hell. All I could do for a good while was rub my thighs and rotate my ankles. I couldn't waste much more time, she goes to sleep late and wakes up early. If I do get police I don't want her to have a lead.

I get up but a bit too abruptly, causing a creek noise. I quickly shuffle up against the wall and wait for any sounds from- really? Her door was closed. Which doesn't make this any easier. I take a deep breath and continue to creep. Eventually I make it to her door, my heart rate gets to speeding as I get a firm grip on the knob as I fully turn it before pushing it open. Luckily the door didn't make a sound. When I thought it was a good enough space to get through, I slowly turn the knob again and let go.

I look inside and its dark, the only light source being the moonlight. And man did it glow on her skin. She laid on her side, in her...nothing? All I saw was skin, no clothing. She was sleeping bra-less and shirtless. In that moment I wanted nothing more than to jump in bed and cuddle her to my chest but I had more difficult tasks to complete.

A flashing caught my attention, I looked to my right and there was her phone blinking with a notification. Hallelujah plays in my head as I quickly grab the phone and make a run for it. Immediately I open the phone and dial Liam's number putting it to my ear and waiting for him to pick up. My heart was thudding in my body as I made it to the basement. Suddenly the ringer stops and I hear a-

"Hello - Zayn babe hold on." I hear a kissing noise and then Zayn's voice saying you're gonna get it after this call which follows a smack noise. "Liam? Are you and Zayn getting dirty?" For some reason is the first thing I say. "Wait, Harry?!" He yells. "Yes yes its me and I'm fine but I need to ask did Mike make it?" I rushed.

"Zayn, its Harry! - oh my god where a-" the phone call is completely cut off as the phone flies from my hand and my ear starts to ring. The bullet inside the wall confirmed my thoughts. Jamie was behind me.

And she has a gun.