Stockholm Syndrome

Harry's POV

Well, here I am, driving back to Niall's house, a beautiful girl in tow. I feel dreadful, lying to her the way I had, but then, I wasn't exactly going to just tie her up and cart her off.

In fact, I hadn't even expected to be getting involved in something like this. It just sort of happened. One minute Niall was acting all normal asking Zayn and myself to go get clothing for Alice, and next thing I know he's calling me (with a slight hint of anger in his voice, might I add) telling me to pick up an innocent girl for him. I honestly don't know why I agreed to doing this for him, but, I did.

Only when Emma placed her hand on my thigh did I break away from my thoughts. "You alright?" She asked me, lightly rubbing her hand back and forth on my thigh, giving me goosebumps. "Fine, just... Thinking." I responded, trying not to make it obvious that something was indeed troubling me.

"Look, Harry is it? Whatever is going on, you're going to be fine. We all are!" She said cheerfully. I wished I could believe her, but I had no idea what was in store when we got to Niall's.

I smiled at her and nodded, turning my attention back to the road. Sue kept rubbing my thigh, not realizing in the least what she was doing to me, hopefully not noticing the growing bulge in my pants. I had never felt a touch like hers. It felt soft and delicate. Every time her hand made a slight movement chills went up my spine. I thought for a moment of pulling over and telling her what she was doing to me, but then, thinking better of it, I cleared my throat and turned on the radio. She removed her hand, sensing my muscles tense under her light touch. "I'm sorry I didn't mean-" she brgan, but I cut her off abruptly saying "We're here." Damn, I needed to get my emotions in check. Just a simple touch and this beautiful girl had me going crazy.

"Where exactly is... Here?" She inquired of me, opening her door and taking her purse and one of the bags. I felt rather bad that this girl had trusted me and all I was doing was leading her into her prison. Nonetheless, I gatthered the rest of her bags and led her up to the door, only stopping to tell her where we were at the moment. "We're at a friend's house. You'll er be staying here for a bit I suppose." She looked at me skeptically for the first time, but knocked on the door, seeing as my hands were quite full.

Niall answered and his eyes softened when he saw it was me. Then he looked Emma over, but not in a bad way or anything, he was hooked on Alice. I just wondered how he'd get her hooked on him.

Emma's POV

So, the car ride was, shall we say, interesting. A bit longer than I was expecting, but then again I didn't really know what I was expecting in the first place. I had noticed the bulge in Harry's pants though as I touched his thigh. Funny the things a simple touch can do to a person. Anyways, we finally got to the "place" and he told me I'd be staying here for a while. I didn't really mind, the place looked rather nice actually. Again, not what I was expecting.

When the front door opened we were greeted by a cute blonde boy who, after saying hello and stepping aside, led us into the house. Another, extremely good looking boy came into view and shut the door, locking it afterwards. The Blonde one who Harry had pulled aside to talk to for a moment turned towards me and said, "So, you're Emma huh? Not really what I was expecting." I scoffed. "You think I was exoecting any of this either? Think again buddy. All I know is that this hot guy comes knocking at my door at four something in the freaking morning and tells me to pack my bags I'm leaving." I hear a groan from what I assume would be the living room and cautiously step past them to find Alice on the couch, her head wrapped in a bandage and another boy (also good looking) standing over her. "Oh my gosh. Alice!" I half screamed, running over to her and kneeling down beside her.
"Shh. You'll wake her. By the way, name's Liam." The boy kneeling next to her told me.
"Yeah, um, great, nice to meet you and all, but would someone care to tell me what the hell is going on?! Why is my friend here bandagd up, looking like a freaking mummy?! And why was I brought here? I want answers and I want them now!" I yelled, wagging my fingers in the boy I no know as Liam's face.
"You'll get answers soon enough, but for now you have to wait." the other one, Niall I think, told me. I scowled "What. The. Hell. Happened. To. My. Best. Friend?"
"I said you'll get answers later, but for now Harry will show you to your room." Niall replied, walking over to stroke Alice's head. "Don't you fucking touch my friend! Who the hell are you and why am I here, why is Alice here?" I yelled once more, causing Alice to stir slightly.

"I said you'll get your answers later! Now go up to your room!" He snapped right back. I looked past him to Alice laying there on the sofa and decided maybe I should just listen to him. I had no idea what the hell was going on, but I figured it can be good if Alice is hurt. I guess I will have to wait for my answers.

Notes

Hey everyone, sorry to cut the chapter short, I know it's rather suckish but I haven't been able to get on to update and I had to make it quick. Thanks to all of y'all for reading, it means a lot to me. If anyone wants me to read your stories btw, I'd be more than happy to, I'm always looking for a good read. :) Also, I was thinking maybe I should change the rating to R because I had an idea that contained smut, but I'm still not sure about it. Please let me know what you think, it would be much appreciated!!! Love you!

Amanda :)