The Girl in the Tree

This is the story of how a boy (Harry Styles) met the love of his life in an unexpected place. The center of which their love would grow.


9. Chapter 9.

Chapter 9.

Sydneys POV

Buzz! Buzz! Harrys phone was ringing. He sighed. "Ill be right back. Nialls calling. Probably about the accident." "Okay." Harry left the room and walked into the kitchen. 

"Um, Anne." I said. "Yes dear." She said sitting next to me on the couch. I pulled out my dress. She gasped. "Ya, I was wondering. Do you think you could try to fix it up before the awards show?" I asked. She took it out of my hands and examined it, turning and seeing the mud patches and ripped cloth.

"It will take time but it is do-able. It wont be the same though. Is that okay with you?" I nodded. "Thank you so much. For everything." I said. She smiled and leaned over and hugged me. "Anytime dear."

Harry walked into the living-room and had his hand over his phone. "Hey Syd, The boys want to talk to you. Is that Alright?"He asked. Then I heard loud screams from the phone saying- "PLEASE!!!!!!" Harry glared at the phone and screamed "Shut Up!"

I'll be upstairs if you guys need me, okay." Anne said. We nodded and she walked up the stairs. 

I laughed "Ya put it on speaker." Harry nodded, and sat down on the couch and pressed the Speaker Button.

"Hey Guys!" I said. "Hii!" I heard them say in unison. "Are you okay?!" One of them asked. "What Happened?!" I think Liam shouted. "Haha ya Im okay." "We saw everything on the news! Are you sure? Those pictures were pretty graphic Love." Louis said. "Nah, I just dislocated my knee. Doctor said I'll be better in no time. I'll just have to wear a knee-brace when I play sports and stuff." " OH MY GOD! KNEE BRACE BUDDIES!!!" Niall screamed. "Hahaha Okay!" 

We talked for a while and then had to stop because Anne said we needed to go to bed. Atleast its winter break now. 

Harry carried me up the stairs. I opened my suitcase and pulled out some pajamas and used my crutches to get myself to the bathroom. I changed and hobbled back to the spare bedroom to put my stuff away.

I got my self under the covers and checked my Twitter. HOLY SHIT. Last time I checked I had 203 followers, now I have 5K! I looked through my feed and then I figured out why people were following me. Directioners know now. Most of the comments arent even mean! "Hope you get better soon!" "Make sure @Harry_Styles takes care of you!!!" "Follow Back???" I smiled at the messages they sent me. Some of them were actually really funny. 

Harry must've heard me laughing because he walked into my room and asked "Whats so funny?" I was about to say Twitter but when I looked up, I saw that Harry had just taken a shower. And his hair made him look like baby Tarzan! 

Immediately starting laughing at him. He just looked so cute! "Well it was Twitter but now its you Baby Tarzan." I said in between laughs. He sat next to me on my bed and pouted with his arms crossed. "Why does everyone say that?!" "Because its true!" I said laughing.

He sat there in front of me pouting. I giggled to myself and leaned over and kissed him. I felt him smile. When I pulled away he smirked. "Okay I forgive you. But you might not forgive me." My eyes widened. He jumped over and top of me and started tickling me.

I immediately started laughing and trying to push him off of me. "Hahaha Harry! Ahaha stop!!!" "No!!! Whats the password?!!!!" "I dont know!!!!! Please?" "Nope!" It was hard to think. "Its three Words!" He said. 

Three words? Three words... "I love you?!!" I screamed. He stopped tickling me and leaned over and kissed me. When he pulled away I said "You're forgiven." He smiled and kissed me again. This boy I tell you is very cheeky. :) 

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