The New Girl of One Direction

Chapter 10

SYDNEYS POV:

We we're on our plane to London. Im going home, but for all the wrong reasons. At this point, I've cried out all of my tears. This whole flight all I have done was listen to music or sleep. My ears are throbbing from my headphones. At the moment, Harry was sitting beside me, Niall and Maddie we're behind us, Louis and Zayn were across from Harry and I, and Liam was in front of us, sitting beside a older, rich looking lady. By the was she was looking at all of us, you could tell she thought she was better than all of us. I don't really care at the moment, for my mind was on way more important things.

"Everyone please buckle you seatbelts, we will be landing soon. We hope you enjoyed your flight!" A peppy voice says over the intercom. Everyone buckles up, waiting for landing.

*~AFTER WE LANDED AND GOT OUR LUGGAGE~*

SYDNEY'S POV:

There was a private car waiting for us at the airport. Luckily no fans saw us, and we made it to our hotel, which was near my home, without any major drama. Once we had settled into our room, I started to get ready for my busy day ahead. I kept my hair in a bun, brushed my teeth, but put on no makeup. My outfit was jeans and a old school tee with some sneakers. No need for dressing up.

"I have stuff I need to do, be back as soon as I can." I announce to everyone before walking towards the door. "Im coming with you." Harry says, jumping up. "Fine." I say, with no emotion whats so ever. We make our way to the elevator and get in. It empty, thank gosh. The ride was silent, until I once again, burst into tears. Harry instantly pulls me into his chest, rubbing my back and saying soothing things into my ear.

"I don't think I can do this Harry." I say, calming down. "What are you even doing today?" He asks.

"I have to arrange the funeral. Im really the only family member near who can do this." It shouldn't be to hard though. Mom would sometimes tell me things that she wanted for her funeral. "In case something happens to me." She would always say. I would always change the subject, not wanting to talk about loosing my mom. I never thought I would really have to arrange my own mothers funeral, especially at the age of 17.

"You will get through this Syd, and me and the boys and Maddie will always be there to help. You know that." I shake my head in response, walking out of the elevator. We make our way to the car, and I direct Harry to the funeral home.

*~A FEW HOURS LATER~*

Everything is set. Today is Monday, and visitations will be Thursday, and the funeral Friday. I also got to see mom, and say my goodbyes.

"Now where too." Harry asks.

"Home."

"Home it is." I then direct Harry to my house. Police tape was still around the yard, and on the front door. I rip it down and walk in, Harry close behind me. The place was a mess. Things broken, furniture knocked over. This is where IT happened. Where HE killed my mom. That's when I notice the picture. It me and mom, on vacation in Hawaii. It was a once in a lifetime trip, and I had the time of my life there. It lay on the ground, the glass frame shattered. I can't take it anymore. I drop to my knees, and let the silent tears stream down my face.

"Come on Syd, lets get out of here."

"No. I need to get my things." I say, getting up and wiping my face. I walked up the very familiar staircase, walk down the hallway, and into my room. But just before going in, I glance down at my moms bedroom door. My eyes start welling up with tears again. 'Just get in, then get out.' I think. As I walk into my room, I realize that my room is completely covered in Harry and the boy's faces. "Um, can you wait out here while I get everything?" I ask Harry. "Why?"

"Because my room is covered in your face." I simply state. "I don't mind." He says, walking around me into my room.

"Woah, you weren't joking." He says, looking all around him. "I warned you." I say, while grabbing suitcases, bags, well anything that could hold stuff, and began packing up everything I didn't have are ready, like books and movies, those sorts of things. Once done in my room, I headed to my moms. It still smelt of her Brittany Spears perfume. She loved that stuff. I grabbed a few things, like pictures and stuff. The last thing I grabbed was one of her favorite shirts, just to always have a little piece of her with me. "Lets go Harry. I don't want to be here any longer." He was still in my room, looking at my posters I guess. We headed back down the stairs, when I remembered something.

"Take this stuff to the car, I need to grab one more thing." I tell Harry. He just nods, and does what I said. I walk back into the living area, and spot the picture. I kneel down a pick it up, a tear running down my cheek and onto the picture. "You OK Syd?" I hear Harry yell from outside. "Yeah!" I yell back, wiping away the tear. I take one last look around the house, and then head out. Harry is there waiting by the car with open arms, and I fall into them. "Come on love." He says, and he helps me into the car.

MADDIE'S POV:

"We're on our way back."

"Ok, see you in a bit." I text Sydney back. She is so strong. I don't see how she does it.

"Who was that?" Niall asks. We are spread across his bed, watching a movie. "Sydney, her and Harry are on their was back." Niall hums in response. "Do you think she will be ok?" Niall then asks.

"I don't know. Sydney has never really been through such a huge loss, so I don't know how she will be. But so far, she has been really strong."

"Yeah, she has. Thanks to you and Harry." He says. "Yeah." I say quietly, zoning out.

"When do you think they will get together?" Niall asks.

"With all this stuff going on, not for awhile. But you never know."

"Ha,yeah." And it gets quiet. All if the sudden, I just feel like crying, so I do. "Maddie? Whats wrong babe?"

"Sydney's mom was like my mom too. Im really going to miss her."

"It's going to be ok. We will all get though this together. Are right?" He says, grabbing ahold of my cheeks, making me look into his ocean blue eyes. "Ok." I say, and then Niall softly kisses me, and pulls me into a hug. "It's all going to be ok." He whispers into my ear, ad I believe him.

THIS CHAPTER REALLY SUCKS AND I MSORRY I'VE BEEN SUPER BUSY THIS WEEK AND HAVEN'T HAD TOME TO WRITE AND JUST UHHH. I got a Harry cardboard cutout yesterday at six flags. Just wanted you all to know. Not sure why. VOTE AND COMMNT PLEASE!!!!!! IM BEGGING YOU!! LOVE YOU ALL!!

~Syd