The Brit Who Stole My Heart

This is Sydney's Story:
Sydney Rose is your average seventeen year old in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. But when she meets and falls in love with Harry Styles of One Direction her world gets turned upside down. When she finally falls in love Harry has to go back to the UK. What will happen? Will their relationship survive?


20. Shower Singing & Explaining


I walked back into the living space feeling pleased with myself. I am a love doctor and I cure Homesickness! I see that Liam is the only person I see. Where is Harry? Liam is doing this mornings dishes. "Hey Liam where is Harry?" I asked. He turned around not noticing I was there.

"Oh hey, he went to get a shower." He answered. "Okay thanks." I said. I started to make my way back to the hall, again! I came to Harry's and knocked on the door. No answer. I walked in with my eyes half covered up. "Harry!" I whispered. I removed my hands from my eyes and walked farther in. I can hear the shower still running and I heard shower singing.

'Tonight let's get some, and live while we're young!'

He sounded pretty good! I grabbed my bag and started to collect my things. I hadn't realized that Harry turned off the shower and walked in. I picked up my head and saw Harry. He was naked and wet but thankfully he had a towel around his fit waist. I love Harry but I don't want to see all of him just yet!

His abs were shown very nicely if I might add! His hair was wet and dripping. "Hey Syd! Didn't realize you were in here!" He said. "Sorry about that! I didn't know you were a shower singer!" I responded. "Always have been!" He made his way to me and grabbed my waist. Then gently he laid me down on his bed and starting kissing me. He is pretty smooth!

We kissed for what seemed like hours. He was nice and gentle. I needed to stop though. Don't get me wrong I love Harry but I am saving myself for marriage. I want it to be special. Before I could stop Harry got off of me and lifted me off the bed by my waist. He smiled and kissed me one last time. "I will be ready in a bit, can you get Niall? Then we will stop at your house." He said. I nodded and headed out of the room down the hall. My heart was fluttering.


I got all the way to Niall's room and knocked. "Niall are you decent?" I asked. I heard some rustling and the door opened. "Hey Syd I'm ready!" Niall said. He had his hair slicked up into a point and was wearing an American flag white cut off shirt, beige shorts, and Nike. "Well don't you look nice Niall! Very American!" I said. He smiled and said, "Good just what I was aiming for!"

We headed down the hall to the living space and sat on the couch. "Where do you think you two are going?" Louis asked. Oh no! Niall and I looked at each other with panick. "Going to a baseball game." Niall burst. Smooth Nialler! Louis seemed like he had no interest.

"Oh well, the rest of the lads are going to and interview!" Louis said. I guess Harry and Niall aren't going! "Cool! Sorry we are going to miss out! Say hi for us!" Niall added. Louis ran down the hall to his room suddenly. Weird child! "Dodged a bullet there!" Niall breathed.

"So are we leaving for the game now?" Niall asked me. "No we have to stop at my house first." I said. "Okay!" He said. Just then Harry walked out and looked very very nice. He was wearing a black shirt that said, 'Hipster Please' and beige shorts that matched Niall. He was also sporting a new pair of black Nike and black square sunglasses.

Niall and I got up and greeted Harry. "Did it just get hot in here?" I said playfully and waving my hands. He smile and grabbed the keys that were sitting on a table. "I told Paul and Liam that we would be back before five. Soooo let's go!" He said laughing. He pushed us out the door while Niall screamed goodbye. "Bye Niall!" I heard Zayn holler back. Harry reached for my hand. I looked up and smiled, he smiled back. We headed to the elevator.

Hey sorry about it being so long! Hope you enjoy! Leave some comments! (:
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