SYDNEY'S POV:
Everyone was now asleep, besides Harry and I. He was back in that private room and I was still on the couch with Maddie. The boys went to their bunks not to long ago.
I get up and start heading toward the room. When I arrive, I knock on the door quietly, careful not to wake anyone. "Come in." I hear Harry say.
I walk in, and there's Harry sitting on the bed. "Hi." I say. To tell you the truth I was kinda scared about what was getting ready to happen. "Please sit." Harry pats the spot next to him. I take a seat, waiting for the insults, but they never come. Instead, I feel Harry grab one of my wrist and remove the bracelets. He runs his long fingers over the older, and the few newer scars. They still sting, and when he notices my discomfort, he gently says "Sorry." and places a light kiss over my wrist, then sets it down. "I mean that too. Im sorry for everything I said to you. Every bad look, just anything I did to you, I'm sorry." He says looking me in the eyes. I believe that he really is sorry too. "It's ok. Im sorry for blaming you. It was the wrong thing to do, and kind of spur of the moment. I shouldn't have put that on you." I say.
"It's are right. Im just glad were on good terms." He says. After a few moments of silence, I decide to break it.
"Harry, why did you kiss me?" I ask, and he looks down blushing. "I barley know you Sydney, yet I like you."
"Then why did you treat me so badly?" I question.
"Because I like you. I told myself that I would never fall for another girl again after Isabel. I got angry with myself when I fell for you, and took my anger out on you. Im sorry. He explains. "Do you know about Isabel, Sydney?"
"Yeah, Louis and Niall told me." I say with a slight smile. "They couldn't wait to tell me either."
"They can't keep his mouth shut, and thats Louis and Ni for you." He says, laughing slightly. That laugh, it gave me this feeling in the pit of my stomach, but I liked the feeling. It was warm and fuzzy.
"Well Harry, since you know nothing about me, why don't we play a game of 20 questions?" I suggest.
"Ok! I'll go first. Favorite color?" Harry asks.
"Orange." I say with a smile.
We spent the rest of the night asking each other anything we could think of, and end up falling asleep in that private room.
THE NEXT MORNING
NIALLS POV:
I woke up to the most delicious smell ever. I jump out of bed and shoot towards the kitchen, where Maddie is making French toast.
"Good morning Niall!" She says, quite chirpy. "Morning. How much of that are you making?" I ask, wanting food. "Enough for everyone. I figured since you guys are letting me go on tour with you, I'd make you breakfast. It's the least I can do." I swear, this girl is perfect. "Do you cook often?" I ask.
"All the time! I love cooking. Do you cook?"
"Does cereal count?"
"No." She says, busting up laughing. She was still in her pajamas, shorts and a oversized tee shirt, her blond hair down naturally. "Well then no, I don't cook." I say with a smile. While she continues to cook, Maddie and I get to know each other. Her dream is to be a famous YouTuber, which I think is amazing. She used to be in track and her favorite color is teal. And she likes to sing.
I think I'm falling for this girl.
MADDIE'S POV
I really like Niall. I can't help it. He was always my favorite in the band. I just hope he feels the same way. Probably not.
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The New Girl of One Direction
FanfictionSydney is the newest member of One Direction. Will the boys accept her? At first its seems not so much, but its not long before they warm up to her, and soon she is falling in love. With her best friend Maddie by her side, she goes on her first worl...