Rock me

Part 28

Harry Styles

Enjoy your time with her. She's not making it to the UK.

What the fuck did that mean, was he really that mad he never got to fuck her?

"Do you have a passport?" I say looking over at her.

"Uh yeah I do, not with me obviously."

"It's back in Florida I assume?" 

"Yeah, why?" She questions.

"Well after New York we fly to the UK to continue the tour."

"Oh, I didn't realize." She says looking out to the water. 

"I want you to come with us, if that wasn't clear." I say looking over at her.

We sit in silence for a moment. 

"I'd really like that." 

"Really?" I ask, a little surprised. 

"Well I've got no where else to go at this point." She says with a slight laugh. 

"Right, right." I say feeling kinda bad. 

"Wait I actually think Sydney might have my passport." She says perking up. 

"Why would she have it?"

"Well knowing my dad's record I never knew if I was going to go back home after college, so I gave all my important papers to her."

I wasn't sure if that meant that Sydney had also know about the abuse. She has such a good attitude about everything and yet has such a traumatic past. 

"Do you think you could text her and get her to mail it to you?" 

"I bet she would." She says pulling out her phone.

"How do I explain that I'm going to leave the country with you guy and who knows when I'm coming back."

"Hmm, you could just tell her you want your important shit just incase you need it." I suggest.

"Yeah, I guess so." She says while typing quickly. 

"What's the address of our hotel?"

"Here I'll just type it." I say reaching for her phone.

I quickly type in the address and hand the phone back to her, noticing that she has some unread text messages.

"Looks like you've got some people to respond too." I say out of my own curiosity. 

"Oh uh yeah, my dad texted me a couple days ago wondering where I am." She says in almost a whisper. 

I wasn't sure how to respond. I understand why she wouldn't want to talk to him.

"Oh okay." Is all I say.

We sat in silence again, just watching the water. I was so thankful I had met her, even in this short time she has already made an impact on me. I can't imagine how she feels, escaping her dad's abuse, but uprooting her whole life and now we're being threatened. She had only moments of peace and yet she's still one of the kindest people I've ever met. 

Her phone chimes.

"Sydney says she'll do it."

"She didn't ask any questions?" I say a bit surprised.

"No. She's a really good friend. I think she knows if I'm not saying details that I'm not ready to share."

"She sounds nice." I say smiling. I was glad to know she had someone on her side back home.