Stockholm Syndrome *One Direction Fanfic*

Bad things happen to bad people. Good things happen to good.

That's what they say.

But after the last year of torture and murder and loneliness, I've started to believe that that saying is just a vicious cycle some evil conspirator made up so he could sit back and watch the world burn.

Now I say it so often to myself in a futile attempt to make sense of my life, that I blur the line between what's really good and what's not. Where good and bad are one in the same, balanced vicariously on a razor blade.

But maybe, just maybe, in the whirlwind of all this confusion and bloodshed the bad may just be disguised as the good. And if that can happen, then the good disguised as the bad.

A boy who I mistook as the darkness engulfing me could turn into the light that saves me from the very thing I thought he was.