Stockholm Syndrome

I love him more than I love myself. I would do anything to have him notice me. Believe me when I say anything.


3. 2

  Sitting in the room by myself I thought about his family. I thought about my family. I thought about the future. And I thought about love. But none of it had an effect on me. I still knew that I had to do this. I had to do it because I love him. The screams had died out. The music and bangs of the fireworks marking the end of the show were gone. Soon enough, I heard sighs and shouts and laughter out in the hall. They were going back to the dressing room. I mentally reprimanded myself for organizing the messy parts of the room which were no doubt Niall's and Louis's. They had to have noticed. 

  "Lads, I'm going to have a wee. Please, don't leave without me I sear I will kill all of you," his soft but strong voice called through the hall. The bathroom was close. I had seen it coming to this room. If I could just sneak in there I could carry out this plan perfectly. I had all my supplies; duct tape, zip ties, and a blindfold. Amazing what you can fit in a cross body bag huh? I waited until I heard the door closed and slipped stealthily around curves as to not be seen. I opened the door to the men's bathroom and crept around the corner to see him standing there. Harry Styles in all of his glory. I was speechless. Partly because I was standing about 10 feet away from the love of my life, and again because I couldn't let him hear me. I took a deep breath as he turned and gasped. He went to say something but I advanced with my hand outstretched to cover his mouth. I pressed him into the wall and held a finger to my lips, telling him to be quiet. I took my hand from his mouth slowly and took out the duct tape. Ripping a piece off of the roll, I also took out a zip tie. He took a breath to say something but I quickly put the duct tape to his mouth. I turned him forcefully and put the zip tie around his wrists pinning them together and behind his back. I slipped the blindfold onto his eyes and walked him out of the bathroom. Walking quickly with the tall boy in front of me I made it out of the stadium. Surprisingly there was almost no security, and the people that were there were inattentive. I made my way to my car and opened the door, shoving Harry into the backseat.

  "You will stay down and out of sight. Do not make a sound or this will become worse," I said sternly, "Nod your head twice if you understand." He nodded and I shut the door.Climbing into the front seat, i started the car and soon we were on the freeway. I made it home without a sound from the boy I just kidnapped. Then it hits me as I drive into my garage. I just kidnapped Harry Styles. I sat in the idle car listening to my breathing. This is actually happening. I literally have one of the most famous people in the world in the back seat of my car. I turned the key and got out of the car. Opening the back door, I told Harry to sit up. He did as he was told. I removed his blindfold and took him out of the car and into my house. I could tell he was very scared. His biceps were tensed under my hands and suddenly I felt sorry for him. I felt sorry for myself. 

  Taking him to the room I had prepared for him I started to feel weak. I loosened my grip on the tall boy and stepped away from him slightly. I walked around him and reached up to take the tape off of his mouth. He winced at the pain. 

  "Wh-," he started, "Why did y-," he couldn't comprehend what had just happened. 

  "It is best you stay scared Styles you don't want to get too confident. I can and will hurt you," I said. My voice was hoarse. I swallowed thickly as his eyes raked over my body. I didn't mind it since he couldn't do much. His hands were still bound. I sat him on the bed and he sighed. 

  "My name is Onyx. You will do what I say. And don't think you will be getting away," I said authoritatively as I could possibly muster. I walked to the closet where I kept some rope. Turning back, I found Harry laying on his back, his hair a beautiful mess and his cheeks flushed. 

  "Sit up for me," I said and he jumped to meet my request. I took  out my pocket knife and cut the zip tie that was around his wrists.

  "If you need to stretch I suggest you do it now. You won't be getting another chance for a while," I said sitting into my right hip. He looked at me thankfully and lifted his arms above his head. I saw his tattoos peek out from under his black t-shirt and I sighed. Harry seemed to have heard it so he put his hands back down and waited.

  "Are you finished?" I asked.

  "Yes," he answered. His voice was deep but soft. I nodded and walked towards him. 

  "You're going to bed now. As am I. This is how it ill be from now on. You will get up, and you will go to bed when I tell you to. I don't have any pajamas for you now but soon I will. Would you like to take off your shoes?" I prompted him. He quickly took off his black boots and straightened to look at me.

  "Anything else?" I asked impatiently.

   "No," he whispered looking down. 


  He stood. I took his hands and tied them with rope in front of him this time. I didn't have to tell him not to go anywhere. He stood nervously as I unmade the bed for him.

  "Go ahead," I said, gesturing towards the bed.

  "You're not going to..." he trailed off while lifting his hands a bit. 

  "No. Are you going to get in the bed or are you gong to sleep standing up?" I asked him not wasting time to make sure he knew who was boss. He rushed to get in the bed and looked at me like a child waiting for his mother to kiss him goodnight. I snorted at his helplessness and walked toward the door. 

  "Goodnight. And please. Don't cry too loudly. I would like to get some sleep," I said turning off the light and shutting the door behind me. I inserted the key into the lock and turned it. Not all of the rooms have a lock like that. I got it special for him. Smirking, I walked back to my room and shut my door. I climbed into my bed after taking off my makeup and undressing. I lay in bed and stare at the roof for a while. Nothing was going through my head. I just lie there and stare. 

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