Dedication to @PeachyKeen_JellyBean for her awesome cover, shoutout to @aleja123 for commenting on like every chapter, thanks so much <3
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Chapter Eleven
Harry’s POV
As soon as London is wheeled away, Sydney turns to me, glaring questioningly – but with a hint of amusement pricking her fierce eyes. “Care to explain what that was all about?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I mutter, and Sydney grins suddenly, making kissy faces at me. “You know. All this.”
Ignoring her, I murmur, “I hope London will be okay.”
Immediately Sydney’s smile fades, replaced by a grim expression. “She will. God can’t possibly... can’t possibly take her. She’s never done a single thing wrong in her life, I swear.”
“Big words from a girl who’s only known her a few weeks,” I say, trying to lighten the mood. It just seems to make it worse. Sydney’s eyes fill with tears and she whispers, “You have no idea how much you can learn about a person in a few weeks.”
I don’t know how to respond to that so I just bite my lip and watch as Sydney slowly makes her way to the chairs they’ve got lined up outside the surgery, sinking down into the one closest to the door. Without looking at me, she says, “You should leave.”
“What? Are you crazy?” I exclaim. “I’m staying here. I want to see London waking up and being all better.”
“Yes, but I doubt that the stress of having the guy who stalked her, hated her, ignored her, and then randomly kissed her, in the same room as her right after a brain surgery will help her recover. Plus you have a bitchy girlfriend to worry about.” Sydney gives me an accusing expression and says, “You do remember you have a girlfriend, right?”
“Right, absolutely,” I blurt. Shit. How did I forget Chloe?
“So go tell her you didn’t mean to go running off without her permission and that you’re horribly sorry and that you’ll never worry her again,” Sydney says, in a bitter voice.
“She’s not my babysitter, Sergeant Sarcastic,” I tell her.
Sydney arches an eyebrow with the air of someone who knows more than me and says lightly, “Really? Do you really believe that?”
She turns away from me and determinedly stares at the pale cream wall, the total opposite of the teasing girl who was making kissy faces and mocking me just a minute ago. But I suppose I get that. When your protective side comes out, there’s no knowing how far you’ll go just to keep one person safe.
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