Change (punk h.s.)

Chapter 51

HARRY'S POV

I toss and turn around in the king sized bed that feels so much bigger than it actually is, so much roomier, so lonely.

I haven't really gotten any sleep lately. My mind has been busy with all kinds of thoughts and I've gotten no rest at all.

After few hours of rolling in bed I give up and curse to myself. I could fall asleep if she was here. I could finally have peace if she was here.

I fucked up, although I think she is overreacting, I mean nothing really happened, I know what I did was wrong and I feel awful because of it. I feel like shit because of it.

I stand up from the bed and put on some sweats and walk to the living room. I turn the TV on just to realize that Sydney has left a DVD in the player, It's How I Met Your Mother, one of her favourite shows.

I don't even bother to change it. I fucked up, I deserve to suffer from it.

And of course the episode is the part two of The Final Page her absolute favourite. We've watched this together countless of times.

"Fucking hell", I mutter to myself and lie down on the couch. "I miss her."

Suddenly I hear someone open the front door and I quickly jolt up from the sofa and pause the DVD.

I feel my eyes widening, almost bursting out of my head as I see Sydney standing few feet away from me, breathing heavily, pyjamas still on, her hair is messy too. Did she get up from bed and run straight here? Her eyes are also red and her cheeks soaked.

She lets out a quiet sob and runs up to me, jumps in my arms and wraps her arms, along with her legs, around me and starts sobbing harder while burying her head in my neck.

I instantly wrap my arms tightly around her although I am shocked. I thought I'd never see her again.

I sit back down on the couch, Sydney still with her limbs wrapped around me, tightly as if she let go, I would disappear.

Well Sydney, I'm not going anywhere.

I kiss the top of her head and run my fingers up and down her back, hoping to calm her down.

Gladly after few minutes she does and slightly pulls away. I take the opportunity to place my hands on her cheeks and wipe the tears away with my thumbs. "What's wrong?", I ask and look straight into her eyes. What could be the reason for her to run to me?

"I had a nightmare", she quietly answers, her voice still shaky.

"Was it about Sam?", I ask, brushing some strands of hair away from her face.

She shakes her head. "It was about you", she whispers and I feel my stomach drop.

"Sydney I would never hurt you, you know that", I try to soothe her. Does she think I would actually abuse her?

"No, it wasn't like that", I raise my brows at her, waiting for her to continue. "I-I thought I lost you"

"Baby you know you'll never lose me I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere."

"It just felt so real. You..."

I don't dare to ask her to continue as she starts crying again. I wrap my arms around her in an instant. "I didn't go anywhere."

"But I did", she whispers and pulls away again. "I'm so sorry Harry"

***

She's here, lying next to me, eyes closed, arms around me.