Forever Alone (Harry styles)

Chapter Two

There is something different about her.....

Sylvia laid in the king sized bed covered in the red comforter. Harry sat right beside her while she slepted, keeping an eye on her. She sturred slightly moving onto her side facing harry. Her eyes fluttered open and she blinked, trying to remove the sleep from her eyes.

Realization sunk in and she sat upright in her bed.

"Where am I?" She asked looking around the room she wasn't familiar with.

"Your in my room."harry said "How are you feeling?"

"My head hurts alittle.... Why am I in your room?"  She put her hand up to her head.

"I didn't know where you lived so i brought you to my house instead, i couldn't  just leave you out on the road." His soothing voice giving Sylvia a sense of comfort. The way he talked very slowly made her heart warm up. He was her savor.

"Thank you..." Her voice trailed off. "I have to get home." She sheriked suddently. 

'Hey Hey Calm down." He grabbed her shoulder calming her down.

"I am a lady... not a-a Whore! What will my father think when i come home. He would think the worst of me. My father will bloodly kill me!" Fear took over her eyes and features. The thought of her father wondering where she is scared her. He always thought the worst of his daughter. If she stayed away from home one night he automatically assumes she lost her purity to someone. Ladies must keep their body's pure until marriage. Its a disgrace in other words.

She knew her father would always assume the worst of her. She kept up her standards like any Lady of her class would do. The best of the best. Kept up appearences, ediquit, realations with people. All monitored by her controling father. 

"I have to go." She jumps out of bed. She lookes down at her body. She wasn't in her dress from the night before. She was in a silky night gown.

"Wheres m..m-y dress i was wearing before?" Her voice shaky afraid of what the man in front of her possibly did. Sylvia ran the silky fabric through her paitete fingers.

"The maid.... Rena, she helped you change last night. Don't worry i wasn't in the room." He  smirked at the thought while reasurring her. Heat arised in her cheeks. She signed in relief. 

Sylvia's shoulders slumped and relaxed. Not the most lady-like thing to do but she didn't care. 

"I will take you home later, the bathroom is right over there and you can freashen up. I will tell Rena to assit." He got out of his chair and walked out of the room. He must of sent in the maid rena. She was young. 

"Lady Abbit, i will go draw your bath now." She gave her a polite smile. Sylvia nodded and watched as the young maid walked into the bathroom. Sylvia got out of bed and looked at her appearence in the floor length mirror. Her hair was a nest on the top of her head. Her skin was flawless, but her hair bothered her. The maid came out from the bathroom with a brush in her hand. 

"Please sit down Miss Abbit. I will brush your hair for you." Rena said.

"Please Rena, call me sylvia." Sylvia said with a smile. "Are you sure?" Rena questioned.

Sylvia nodded. Rena walked up behind Sylvia and pulled her hair around to her back. Rena ran the brush lightly through the young lady's hair. 

"Please let me know if i hurt you." Rena requested. Sylvia closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her hair being brushed. Rena brushed all the notted tangles out of Sylvia's long brown hair.

"Thank you Rena." Sylvia whispered. Rena led Sylvia to the bath were she helped sylvia undress and wash up.

Rena washed Sylvia's hair and made sure everything sylvia needed was attended to.