Stockholm/Lima Syndrome

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Louis:"Stay close to me, love" Louis whispered into your ear as the two of you walked down the crowded streets of London. His hand grasped your tightly even though you both knew you would never run from him. Two years since he took you off the streets. The coy little smile of his had you in a daydream that you didn't even realize what was going on. At first you cried and cried, but three months passed and you became used to him. Your family is still looking for you, every day you see the adverts on the TV and in the news. You could easily call them up and tell them that you were with a man who you loved, your captor, but the normalcy you have now is too good to let go of. You can't lose Louis. "I will".

Liam:"Darling you know we can't. It is still too early" Liam explains as you stare out the window into the snowy city. "I just want to feel the snow" You sigh falling back onto the bed. The room was dark except for the little opening of light coming from his window. It was around this time last year when he abducted you. As much as you tried to hate him, he was just too sweet. He was harsh at first, you had been tied to a pole by your ankle with a knot that wouldn't budge. But you later discovered it was because he didn't want you to leave. He had seen you at the same little cafe for months, studying for uni and meeting with friends. He stalked you, memorizing our every feature, your every movement. and once he had the chance he took it. "I know. I'm just worried about people taking you from me. You're mine"

Niall:"Niall please" You begged as he pulled you across the floor by the wrist. "I'll be good I promise" You cried. Niall pulled you into the dark room that was about the size of a closet and tied you up. "It's for your own good, baby. I can't let anyone know you're here" He explained. "Niall please its so dark in here" You shouted as he closed the door. Niall sighed, turning the lock and stepping back. "I'm doing it for you" Niall whispers. your sobs are deafening and Niall's eyes well up. "You are mine. I can't let you leave" You kicked the door and screamed for him to open up. "I'll be yours! Please. Just let me out." You pleaded. NIall shook his head. "Sorry baby."

Harry:You watched from the floor as Harry paced the room. You admired the concentration in his face as he thought up a new plan. The way he pushed his hair back frustratedly as strands fell into his face. "what the fuck are we supposed to do now?" He groaned to himself. You watched in awe. What a beautiful creature. "The gods must have been generous when creating this one" you thought. "We have to go. We have to get out of here. You've been spotted. Lets- let's go north. No one will find us there" He tells you. You nod and pull yourself up as Harry scatters around the room, throwing clothing and cell phone chargers into a big suit case. He zips it close and grabs you by the wrist. "Try not to get caught this time" He growls at you while he pulls you down the hall and out of the house. You nod. You'll do anything he says. You love him.

Zayn:You were laying in his bed, wearing his clothes. What had started out as kidnapping turned into a demented love story. Between the crying and the abuse, you fell in love with the captor and he fell in love with his victim. Zayn walked around the room, only in joggers, pulling things into a bag. People were starting to get suspicious. Zayn was a little too protective and a little too demanding sometimes and the neighbors were beginning to think that it was an abusive language. "But I like it here, Zayn. It's where we fell in love" You explained. Zayn half smiled at you and shrugged. "Too many people are becoming suspicious. It's just for a little while." Youre pout. "Baby, you and I can be in love wherever. It's just you and me. I can't let you out of my sight. You're mine" You nod, mouth back "i'm yours". What would be seen by prisoners of kidnapping as a failed job, you and zayn see as a future. Without him picking you up on that rainy night, you would have had a terrible, lonely life. At least that's what he told you.

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