Have you ever found yourself trying to defend and protect your Idols? Isabella is a major Harry girl, she completely in love with Harry. Her and her best friends meet One Direction at a signing, there are two Wanted Fans in front of her, that actually bullied Isabella in the 1st grade but she doesn't remember, and they make fun of 1D, and Isabella steps in and takes a hit for her boys. But that costs her a lot of blood. she was rushed to the hospital where Harry falls in love with one of Isabella's friends, Samantha, but is Isabella jealous of someone for the first time? Or does she find someone else when Harry starts to fall for her? When she gets to the hospital, the doctors put a new type of blood in her, but she has a strange reaction. They immediately take the blood out before it mixes with her normal blood. It was a success, but the new blood has already scarred her veins. Elsewhere, Louis falls in love with Leslie, her other friend, Liam with Danielle, Niall with Amy and Zayn with Sammy. My secrets are with Isabella but she never really likes to share. Her past is like a horror story. Many secrets lie between her and the house. But when 1D is taken by all Isabella's friends, two obsessed fans of One Direction, find out they're their girlfriends, Taylor and Sarah (Isabella's cousins), threaten to kill them. They don't believe but Sammy goes missing. Who was it? Who to trust? Will they survive this? You never know what just one Obsession can change you.
Most people would call my life perfect and I used to agree. I have wonderful and supportive parents and a hot, soon to be pro athlete, boyfriend. I have been described as beautiful, smart, and funny. I would say I had it all. I am currently going to school at Harvard, but l'm doing study abroad at Oxford. Going to Oxford changed a lot of things for me, but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle or fix. No, the real problems started when I decided to take one day off to explore London. I started my day off with coffee and ended it with a few stalkers. That's the exact moment my life came crashing down.
It feels like I was walking on cloud nine. One second I was floating and the next I'm crashing. All because of Niall Horan. Everything I thought I knew is wrong. How can one man do so much damage to my life? Everything I have learned in my psychology classes are keeping me afloat, especially my recent study of Stockholm Syndrome.
What happens when you spend your whole life in the sky? You can't go any higher, which means you can only go down.
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"Can someone who suffers from Stockholm Syndrome truly fall in love with their captor?" Professor Dunham asks.
"No. Stockholm Syndrome is your brain coping with the trauma you are experiencing. You can't love someone just because they decide not to kill you." I answer with no hesitation.
"And how do you treat Stockholm Syndrome?" Professor Dunham asks like it is a tricky question.
My classmate jokingly says, "lots and lots of therapy."
Not satisfied with my classmate's answer I add by saying, "and never judge or give advice. You have to help the victim on their own terms and avoid polarization. They see the captor as the one who kept them alive. They won't see the bad right away."
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All ideas and concepts come from my own mind. Do not use any of my ideas. K? Thanks!
And there will be swearing, alcohol and drug use, and sexual themes throughout the story.