Stockholm Syndrome

Reagan James is just a normal girl working in Starbucks. She has her own issues, especially regarding to her mother's life. One cold day in December everything changes, she's mistaken for someone else. She's taken away by the ladies man and superstar Harry Styles plus eight other young men and among them is a long lost friend. She knows who Harry is, and all she wants is to get away. What happens when Harry opens up and shows the real Harry Styles? Will she stay or still run away? Hey guys! I hope you like this! xx

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Chapter 7

Reagan POV:

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Mikey- Hi Regs, management said yes, you get to go on tour with me!!! How awesome is that??

Me - Yay!! I can't wait to see you tomorrow bro!! xx going to sleep now, see ya xox

I'm going to stay on this tour with Michael! I'm beyond happy right now. But I still have to talk to Paige though.

I also have to tell Devon all about it, I totally forgot her.. Doing that tomorrow. She hasn't even texted or called me, maybe she's mad at me? Or maybe she's just waiting for me to call..

Harry is still beside me in my bunk, or rather he's actually sleeping. I don't want to wake him, he looks so peaceful.. His face is adorable, and sometimes he makes weird noises as if he's dreaming something. I lie down, listening to his slow breathing I fall asleep.

'Reagan?' The voice speaks in a hissed whisper 'What?' My eyes are barely open, but it looks like Zayn standing before me. 'Have you seen Harry? I can't find him' he looks at me with worry in his eyes, he might think Harry has run away.

Then I remember 'Oh I totally forgot.. Draw the curtains'

Zayn gets a weird look on his face, he doesn't really know what to do but does as I told him. There at the end of my feet lies Harry fast asleep curled up like a ball. 'For a minute there I was so worried!' He giggles nervously and smacks Harry on the arm. 'Hey Reagan, do you want to come with us to the sound check this morning? We will be there in about thirty minutes.. I heard you're staying, Ashton told me' Zayn flips his hair waiting for my response

'Yes I'd love to, I wanna see Michael anyways so.. But thanks for treating me nicely Zayn' I nod. These three days on bus with them was not at all what I had expected, it was nice but now I just want to be with Michael and the other boys I know better.

He smiles understandingly and hugs me. 'Harry wake up! We have soundcheck in half an hour!' He lightly shakes Harry making him open his eyes. He looks like a newborn baby who just now has got eyes.

He looks at me in surprise and whispers 'Did we?'

I shake my head 'No Harry, you just fell asleep. And I just couldn't wake you'. He smiles and relieved he exhales and sits up in the bunk.

'Okay I'll go and get ready' he jumps down and before he walks away he pats my leg 'Thanks Reagan, this was nice..'

My head is tired but my body isn't. I don't have any clothes other than what I'm wearing and my work outfit. I decide to text Michael, I used to fit his clothes even though it's a tad big for me.

Me - Mikey, I have no clothes, do you have something I can borrow?

Mikey - Sure Regs, I'll bring it to you when we go to soundcheck.

Me - Thanks Mikey!! xx love you.

Mikey - Love u 2 xx

I'm mentally preparing myself for the soundcheck. When Harry is done in the bathroom I make my way there and shower.

'We are here now!' Louis yells from outside the bathroom. 'Okay, can you ask Michael to bring the clothes to me now? I just showered and I'm naked' my voice cracks through the door, Louis is silent. 'Uhm.. Okay?' He finally says, I can hear him walk away.

'Reagan? I have the clothes here, can you open up?' I hear Michael's awkward voice and open the door wearing only a towel. 'Thanks bro' I snigger before closing the door. I look at the clothes; so much more my style! A pair of black ripped jeans, they're a little big but who cares. A t-shirt that say idiot, my favourite, I always used wear that one when I borrowed Michael's clothes. I put it all on, it's big on me but not too much. I grab all of my things and head out of the bathroom.

When I see Michael, my hands drop the things I'm holding and my arms are right away wrapped around his neck. 'Mikey!! I've missed you!'

'I missed you too!' He screeches. We both cry like two idiots and laugh in between sobs. At last we are together again.

Everyone else is staring oddly at us. 'What?' I ask as they all look down 'Nothing' they all mumble in unison. Suddenly we all burst into laughter realising how stupid this is.

'Okay guys let's go, soundcheck now' Ashton laughs and we all follow him. 'Exactly where is it we are?' I ask as we walk outside. It's cold and fresh. It's quite green to be honest, definitely not a clue to where we are.

'Ireland, my home country' Niall walks up to me smiling 'Hi Reagan nice to meet you'

'Hi Niall, nice to finally meet you in person' I shake his hand and we walk in silence inside the big arena. The inside is huge, it's almost like a giant maze. I wouldn't want to wander alone here, I would get so terribly lost.

'Wow, you play arenas like this everyday?' I blurt looking around in awe. 'Yep' Harry nods, emphasising the p. I just nod and walk along. We enter the stage; I can see all of the empty chairs that will soon be filled with thousands of screaming fans. A lump start to form in my throat, how could they do that? I have trouble just singing in front of one person, but them.. They do it for thousands!

'Do you want to take a look at all the instruments?' Michael puts a hand on my shoulder 'I know how much you used to like my guitar, even though you don't play' he smiles and leads me around to look at the instruments.

There are so many. Guitars, bass, drums, tambourines and a single triangle. 'Go ahead, have a look for yourself' Michael heads over to the other boys and leaves me. I then notice something interesting, a violin; it's purple and black. I walk over and grab it. It's been a while since I have played violin. I used to do that when I was younger, the only one who knows I used to play violin is my own mother. Not even Michael knows and he's my best friend.

I gently place it under my chin, I think of a song to play. My hand grabs the bow and I place it on the violin. A little insecurely I start playing the first notes of All Of Me by John Legend. After that all of the notes starts flowing and I play more confidently.

This is good, I think to myself as I finish the song. Who knew I still have it in me? Not me!

Suddenly everything is so quiet, has everyone gone? I turn around, to my surprise many eyes are staring at me, jaws dropping. 'What's wrong?' I cock my head to one side looking at the boys.

'Why did I not know you were so good at playing the violin?' Michael sniffles 'I didn't want anyone to know.. But now everyone does' I awkwardly put down the violin and tug at my shirt. 'It was amazing!' Zayn grabs me in a hug laughing 'Thanks Zayn!' I hug him back.

'Why didn't you tell me? You are really good at it, I wish I was that good at playing violin' Michael gives me a subtle smile and puts his arm around me.

Have I known people would react like that, I would have played for people a long time ago.

We walk down from the stage and find the dressing rooms. I'm sitting in 5sos' dressing room watching them change. They just act like I'm not even there, now that's confidence. Especially because I don't like to change my clothes in front of people, and they just do it in front of me like it's normal.

Even though I don't want to, I sneak a little peek at them all except for Michael, which would be weird. They are quite good looking. I remember when I met them for the first time, they were so dorky and they looked weird.

Now they're all grown up and look much more manly, if that makes sense. Some people do change with age, and they have certainly done so, and I do mean that in a good way.

'Excuse me? Reagan can I borrow you for a second?' Louis knocks on the door letting his head in. I nod and follow him out into the hallway.

'Whats up Lou?' Calmly I put up my hair in a ponytail. 'Since you're so good at violin, would you maybe want to play with us at the concert tonight? We all talked about it and we thought it would be cool. That is if you want to of course?' Louis asked, making me realise they actually liked it.

So I still got it in me, and now, if I say yes I would play violin in front of thousands of screaming fans. I have to admit, I don't know if it sounds exciting or terrifying.

'Sure, I would love to' I nod happily 'Amazing! We were thinking about you playing Fools Gold, Act My Age, Night Changes and Little Things' Louis comments and smiles. 'Cool, okay.' That's my only sentence I can push out. 'Great, come with me we have to practise before tonight' Louis drags me through the hallway to the stage where the other members of One Direction are standing.

Harry looks at me sweetly, I can't help but smile. Even though I don't want to like him, he's still gorgeous. His curly hair is long and parted perfectly to the side, his eyes are perfectly green and I must admit every time he looks at me he sends chills down my spine. Why does he have to be so damn hot?

I shouldn't like him, I can't. He's dangerous, the world he lives in is superficial in some ways and lies and rumours are spread very often, my head says don't be a part of it but my heart says something else. It just had to be Harry Styles, it couldn't be someone else? No it just is like that.

'Let's start with Act My Age, Reagan here are the notes for the song, just play along when you feel like it' Liam gives me the sheet music for the song. I look at it, these notes are not too difficult. 'I think I got it' I nod bringing up the violin to my chin.

'Okay, let's hear' Louis says crossing his arms. I start the song slowly build up, I add a little twist on it and from their facial expressions I assume they like it.

This was a longer chapter, hope you guys like it! xx

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