Reality Ruined My Life

Sydney and her two friends went to New York to meet One Direction. Hoping one of the boys would fall in love with her, "Reality Ruined My Life," What will happen when she goes back to Colorado disappointed by her dreams?


30. Twitcam

Sydney's POV
I was playing on my computer, and I got a notification for my email. I saw that it was from Simon. "I would like to ask you to make music for my company, and yourself. I've asked Paige Shill, to do the lyrics to the songs. Let me know as soon we you can. Thank you, Simon." I freaked out and told Harry and texted Paige. Harry was really excited for me. He picked me up and spun me around while kissing me. "Harry! You've made all my dreams come true. I am never going to be able to thank you enough for all that you've done for me. Why have you done all of this for me?" I exclaimed. "Because you are the love of my life, and I would do anything for you, no matter what. I can't believe I didn't come after you when we first met, and I wonder what it would've been like if I had gone after you." "Harry, I love you so much. And don't even worry about it now. We're together and that's all that matters." He started singing the lyrics to They Don't Know About Us and danced with me. I suddenly realized that it was December 12. "Harry?" I asked he stopped singing and looked at me. "Are we going to put a Christmas tree up?" He looked down. "I don't have one." I gasped. "Then we shall get one!" I cheered heading to our room to grab my purse. He chuckled and we headed out the door. We got an artificial tree and some other decorations. Of course the paparazzi was out and following us. My phone was blowing up with notifications. I decided to tweet. "Going shopping for Christmas decorations with @Harry_Styles So excited for Christmas!" We got home and we started decorating. I got a text from Paige. 'I wanna come decorate!!' I showed Harry and he laughed. I texted her back. 'Then tell Niall! Because Harry and I are almost finished!' About ten minutes later she texted me back. 'I'm decorating!' I just giggled and finished decorating. I took a picture of the flat, and tweeted it. "Our awesome decorating skills!! @Harry_Styles" I remembered that I had presents. "Do you have wrapping paper?" He shook his head. "Then off to the store I go!" He looked up. "I'll go with you!" I just giggled. "But I was going to buy more presents!" I whined. He just laughed. "I'm still coming. You can go to the car before me and put the bags away." I just laughed. "But you can't be with me in the store at all! Are you going to go Christmas shopping?" He nodded and we left. I got Paige a new guitar, I got Brittney a diamond earcuff, I got Eleanor some jewelry, and I got Perrie some makeup. The boys were a lot harder to shop for. Pretty much because they had everything I could think of getting them. I texted Harry. 'What do I get you and the boys for Christmas?' He texted back. 'Well, I want you. But I don't know about the other guys.;)' I giggled. 'You're so cheesy. But seriously...' I looked around for a little bit and saw temporary tattoos. 'This is perfect!' I though. I got ten packets and picked up some gum. I went to Jack Wills to get Harry a sweatshirt and then texted him. 'Got everything. You ready?' I was heading out to the car when he texted back. 'What's your ring size?' That was suspicious '6' I replied. 'Thanks.' I grabbed the keys that Harry handed to me when we first got here. I put everything behind his seat and got in. I was waiting in the car, playing on my phone, when there was a knock on the window. I thought it was Harry so I opened the door. 'Harry' grabbed me forcefully. "What are you doing Ha-" that's not Harry. "Hey sexy." The guy said. I looked away. "Look at me!" He yelled in my face. I refused and continued to look away. It was like my dad all over again. He was doing things my dad would do before raping me. I heard Harry yelling. "Hey! Get away from her!" He looked in Harry's direction. I was still too afraid to move. "Who's this?! Your little sister?!" I could tell he wasn't English, but I didn't know where he was from. "My girlfriend you filthy bastard!" Harry yelled. "Your girlfriend?!" He laughed. "Why would a sexy woman like this, want to date an ugly boy like yourself?!" "Excuse me?!" I turned toward him. "You don't talk to my boyfriend like that you man-whore!! You can just go suck some other guys dick, since the only way you could possibly get a girl is by raping her. You're an ugly fucktard with a face only a mother could love. So just leave me the hell alone and get out of here you dirty little rat!!" I yelled at him getting in his face. He walked away and called me a bitch. "Thank you!" I called out. Harry just laughed and held me close. "Are you okay?!" He asked. "Yeah. I'm okay now that I'm in your arms." He kissed me and I saw a flash. Paparazzi. He smiled while kissing me. We got in the car and I showed him the wrapping paper. He just giggled. "Hey!" He suddenly called out as we were driving home. "What?!" "Let's do a twitcam when we get home!!" "Yay! I've always wanted to do one, but no one would watch it. I'm excited!!"
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