Stockholm Syndrome - A One Direction Story

(WARNING! SEXUAL & OTHER MATURE THEMES)
It was a day like any other. The city was hazy and it had rained the night before. It was an early September morning. Oakley had been walking through the still sleeping city of Manhattan, on her way home from a night shift at the diner she worked at. Wanting to get home to bed, Oakley had decided to cut through the forest trail that fell right at the cities edge.
It didn't take long before she realized she wasn't alone.
"Maybe I should have waited for Amelia to drive me home." Oakley thought to herself, getting a creepy feeling in the pit of her stomach, too scared to even turn around to see who or what was behind her.