Maybe It Was Fate

Sydney and Noah were engagaed. Everything was perfect, until a car accident, that changed her life completely. One day, while walking the streets of London, Sydney ran into Harry. Will he be able to let Sydney fall in love again?


9. Going Public

    Harry had just left, and I turned to go get ready for bed, but there was a knock on the door. I opened it up, and there was Megan.
    "Hey!" I answered. She had a smile on her face from ear to ear.
    "What's up?" I asked suspiciously. 
    "Guess who's got a date with Niall?" She sang.
    "Um. The girl next door!" I teased. 
    "Close! The girl across the hall!" She flipped out.
    "C'mon in." I told her. She walked in.
    "When's your date?" I asked her as we sat down on the couch.
    "Tomorrow night!" She was really excited.
    "Guess what?" I asked her, copying her enthusiasm.
    "What?" She replied, still exctied.
    "Harry asked me to be his girlfriend!" I told her. She squealed. I just laughed at her. She saw the lillies sitting on the counter. 
    "Are those from him?" She asked. I nodded, and she squealed again.
    "Megan! Calm down! Okay!? Can I go to bed now?" I asked her. She laughed and left my flat, after telling me goodbye. I walked into my room, and saw Harry's shirt and boxers sitting on the bed. I changed into them as pajamas. I got ready for bed, and climbed in. I was playing on my phone, but decided to put it away. The night's memories kept replaying in my head. It was a dream date. I laid there, trying tp sleep, but I couldn't. I grabbed my phone and charger, a blanket, and went out onto the sofa. I turned on the telly, because that always helps me fall asleep. I watched nighttime tv, and ended up falling asleep. I woke up to a knock on my door. I quickly got up, and walked to the door. I opened up to see Harry there. I heard him chuckle.
    "Enjoying my clothes?" I looked down, and remembered, that I put on his clothes for pajamas.
    "Yep!" I replied, while rubbing my eyes. "You're never gonna get them back." He chuckled. I let him in, and changed the channel on the telly to Spongebob. "How long have you been up?" I asked him. 
    "An hour." He replied. I looked at my phone, and saw that it was ten a.m. I looked through my fridge, and decided to make eggs for breakfast. I cooked some up, and offered some to Harry, and he accepted.
    "When will I get to cook for you?" I asked him. 
    "You just did." He replied, getting ready to shove eggs in his mouth. 
    "I mean, dinner!" I replied. He laughed.
    "When do you want to?" He asked. 
    "Tonight." I replied. He smiled. 
    "Then, I guess I'll let you cook for me tonight." He replied. I shook my head at him, and laughed. We spent the day together watching movies, and I hadn't changed out of his clothes. I fell asleep on his chest, while we were watching Harry Potter. A few hours later, I woke up, and saw Harry's eyes closed. I grabbed my phone, and took a picture of him. I heard him start to wake up, and I saw that it was six. I sat up, and got up off the sofa. His eyes were open. 
    "Hello." I greeted him. 
    "Hi!" He replied. 
    "I need to get ready." I told him.
    "Nope." He replied. I looked at him confused. "I'm going to go get into sweats." He told me. I was confused, but let him go. He came back within two minutes, and I had already started dinner. 
    "What're you cooking?" He asked. 
    "My grandma's famous spaghetti." I replied. He nodded. He was in sweats for sure. "Why are we dressed like this?" I asked him.
    "Obviously, you're comfortable, and trying to cuddle in jeans isn't very comfortable, so, I decided that this was more comfortable." I nodded.
    "Do you know, Megan and Niall are out on a date tonight?" I asked him while putting the pasta in the water. He nodded. "Isn't that just so cute?" I asked. I was starting to sound like Megan. He laughed, and agreed. After about 20 minutes, it was finally ready. I brought it to the table, and brought some Pepsi to the table. We ate, and then moved back to the sofa. We were both playing on our phones. I was on twitter, and saw Harry followed me. 
    "Oh Em Gee! Guess who just followed me on twitter?! Harry Styles!" I teased him with an American accent. He laughed at me and shook his head. "I'll be right back." I told Harry, and he nodded. I went to the bathroom, and realised I just started my period. "Shit." I whispered to myself.I saw that I was down to my last tampon. I walked out of the bathroom. "Harry, I need to run to the store real quick." I told him.
    "Okay. I'll come with." He replied.
    "Um." I replied awkwardly. He looked up and realised. 
    "Oh." He told me.
    "Yeah." I replied. 
    "Well, I'm still coming." He told me. I grabbed my purse, changed into sweats, and we left. We walked out, and there they were. The paparazzi. Harry's fingers were intertwined with mine. They wouldn't stop asking who I was. Finally, Harry stopped. I was confused. "This is Sydney. My girlfriend." 

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