Stockholm Syndrome//H.S

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Here's what happened in the last chapter:

I press my lips on his, and then lay my head on his chest.

"Why am I feeling like this?" I blurt out.

"How are you feeling?" Harry asks.

I take a deep breath.

"Why do you make me feel butterflies in my stomach? I know this is wrong, because you're kidnapping me, but-" I began.

Harry brings my face closer to his.

"Oh baby girl. You've got Stockholm Syndrome," he informs me with a smirk.

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웃 Courtney's POV 웃

"What?" I ask.

He smirks. "Stockholm Syndrome. You do know what that is, right?"

I slowly shake my head.

He sighs, but sends me a smile.

"Stockholm Syndrome:
feelings of trust or affection felt in certain cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor," he breathes out, touching my face with his long, slender fingers.

"So I have that?" I gulp.

"Yes, Courtney. If I'm not wrong, then yes, you do have the syndrome," Harry whispers. "You; the victim, have developed feelings for me; the captor."

I frown, and look up at him, and press my lips on his.

Our lips start moving in sync, our bodies pressing together. The room temperature seems to be increasing.

I wrap my arms around his neck, and his hands roam my body. He touches my butt, and gives it a small, yet rough squeeze.

As our kisses grow shorter and rougher, our heartbeats start raising.

Our tongues fight for dominance, something that I've never won.

We suddenly break apart, and we sit there catching our breaths.

"Oh my God, Courtney! I wish we would've done that sooner!" he exclaims, shaking his head.

I feel my face redden, and I avoid his gaze.

He pulls my face up, looking into my eyes.

"Do you know how many nights I wished to do that?" he asks.

"I'm so sorry, Harry," I blurt out before sprinting out the door, and locking myself into the bathroom.

I look at my reflection in the mirror, wincing at how horrible I look.

My hair is plastered onto my face, some visible sweat on my forehead.

I pull my hair into a ponytail, and I sigh.