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?


3. The Flat

    I got the keys to my new flat, and Harry helped me take my stuff to my new flat. 
    "Thank you, so much." I told him. 
    "No problem." He smiled. I looked at the flat. It was already furnished. But, I wasn't loving the furniture. 
            "Hey, I know it's already furnished, but do you want to go looking for furniture, with me?" He smiled, and nodded. I grabbed my purse, and we headed to Ikea. I've loved Ikea forever. We walked to Ikea, and looked around. I've always had an obsession with white furniture, so when I saw a white couch, I knew it was what I wanted.
    "Would this match the rest of your flat?" I thought about it. The walls were a navy blue, and it would definitely work. 
    "It'll work. All I need are a few throw pillows, and a white lamp, and I'm good." He smiled. 
    "You're good at home decorating." I smiled. 
    "I know." I teased. He laughed. We were walking to the storage section of Ikea. "Aren't we going to need something to take all of this in? I mean, c'mon. We can't carry it all the way to my flat."
    "You can't, but I can." He said. He was showing off his biceps. I laughed and shook my head. "Yeah... I'll go grab my car, and we can put the sofa in the back of it. Just put it on a cart, and I'll call you when I'm here." I nodded, and went to go for assistance. 
    "Need help, miss?" Someone asked me. 
    "Yes please." I asked. I turned around, and there was a very tall man. He was strong, I could tell from the way he was built. He was really attractive.
    "What are you looking for?" He asked. I'd been staring at him too long, and my face turned pink. 
    "Oh, the white sofa." He nodded, and had me follow him, right to it. It was being displayed above the boxes beneath it.
    "Is this it?" He asked. I nodded, in reply. He grabbed a box, and put it on a large trolley. "I can help you with this." He smiled, and so did I. He checked me out, and helped me bring it down to wait for Harry. 
    "My friend is coming back with a car. When we came, we didn't think I'd actually be getting something." He chuckled. 
    "Well then, while we're waiting, can I give you my number?" I smiled.
    "I would love that." I replied. I handed him my phone, and he put his number in. He handed it back to me, and held his hand out for me to shake. 
    "I'm Finn." He told me,
    "Sydney." I replied.
    "That's quite a lovely name for such a lovely girl." I could feel my cheeks get hot, as Harry was pulling up. Harry got out of the car, and Finn helped him put the sofa in the back. I could tell that Harry wasn't wanting the help, but took it anyway.
    "You're Harry Styles, right?" Harry nodded. "I'm such a huge fan." Finn admitted. Harry smiled. 
    "Thanks man." He replied, smiling.
    "Well, we better get back. I'll call you tonight, Finn" He smiled and nodded.
    We hopped into the car, and Harry couldn't control his laughter. "What?" I asked Harry. I had to keep asking until he could control his laughter. 
    "He's gotta be gay." Harry said, still laughing.
    "Nu uh!" I replied. Harry nodded.
    "If he's a 'huge fan' of One Direction, or even me, then he's gotta be gay!" Harry wasn't going to let this guy be straight. 
    "Harry, there are straight guys that like One Direction. My cousin! She lives in the US, and she has a guy friend, who is straight, that likes One Direction." I tried getting this through his thick skull.
    "Yeah... Okay!" He said sarcastically. He still didn't believe me, and I didn't want to argue anymore. I rolled my eyes, and looked out the window. We pulled up to the building, and got the sofa inside. We set it up, with the pillows, and it looked amazing. The other couch was what was bad. Everything was white, and the couch was brown. It didn't work. 
    We laid on the sofa in silence. "Why don't you turn on the telly?" Harry asked.
    "Because the cable isn't set up yet." He nodded. 
    "Hey, do you wanna meet the lads? We share a flat on the top floor, because that's the biggest." Harry explained/
    "I'd love to! Do you wanna meet my friend, Megan? She lives on this floor, because well, she just does." I tried making fun of him, and he just laughed. There was a knock at the door. Lazily, I got up, and answered the door. Megan was standing there.
    "Sydney!" She shouted.
    "Megan!" I shouted back. 
    "Harry!" Harry shouted to us. I laughed. 
    "Megan, this is Harry. Harry, this is Megan." Megan gave me a look of, 'he's cute!' I retured the look with a look of, 'back off babe! He's mine.' She just chuckled. 
    "Hey Megan, do you want to go looking around for a bit?" She nodded, and went to explore my flat. I wanted Harry to ask me out on a date, and I didn't know how long it was going to take, so I decided to go for it. At the same time we spoke up. "Would you like to go out sometime?"

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