One Direction Interracial Imagines & Preferences

Stockholm Syndrome *Niyah*

"Niyah. You need to come with me right now! That man does not love you!" Niyah's mother said with tears running down her face.

"I love him. Why are you trying to pull us apart! Don't you care for me?" Niyah said crying. "If you loved me, you'd let me love him!"

Niyah's mom did not want to hear her nonsense anymore. She called for an officer to come to the scene.

When they pulled up, her mother ran to their patrol car.

"Can you please get my daughter to snap out of this mindset she has!"

After explaining what had been happening to the officers they asked the one question that can either end it all, or let It go.

"So, how old is Ms. Niyah?"

"She's 18."

They walked to Niyah who had tear stains down her face.

"Niyah, would you like to press charges on this, Harry Styles?"

Niyah looked straight at her mother when she answered.

"No, this was her idea. Not mine."

After talking to Niyah & explaining to her how to get out of the situation she's in, and her not taking in one word, they had to leave feeling defeated.

"I'm sorry ma'am. From the looks of it she looks fine, so her denying to press charges we can't help. She's 18 and it's her choice. We have given her the resources to help her situation and she can choose to use them as she pleases, unless it's severe, we can't do anything without her consent."

There was nothing her mother could do to make her see what Harry's doing to her isn't okay. She can only pray what happens next.

6 Months Before

"Niyah! Are you going to Homecoming?" One of Niyah's friends asked.

"Of course, what kind of question is that?"

"Well not everyone goes to prom. So, what are you wearing?"

"That's a surprise for prom."

They walked together to their Senior assembly.

Niyah thought to herself,

I'm really growing up, this is the last assembly I go to.

She took a deep breath of air to calm her nerves from the anxiety that started to overwhelm her.

"Niyah, are you okay?" Her friend asked.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just a little anxious." Niyah replied with a smile.

They walked into the auditorium where the assembly was being held & found their seats and waited as the rest of the auditorium was beginning to fill.

Niyah looked around, taking in a the students that she grew with. Some she knew from diapers, and some she recently met. They all somewhat left a spot in her heart.

She began to feel tears prick at her eyes. She looked around noticing she wasn't the only one.

"Girl, chill, we gonna be good." Niyah's friend said wiping Niyah's tear that fell down her cheek.