Unconditionally (Harry Styles)

Chapter 16

A proper hello would have been nice....

"Well hello to you too" I say.

"HARRY YOU HAVE A LOT OF EXPLAINING TO DO"

"About...?"

"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU CHASING AFTER THAT GIRL IN NEW YORK?! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE IN MIAMI WITH THE BOYS! YOU HAVE A MAJOR PHOTO SHOOT TODAY!"

I wish she would stop yelling at me.

"Can you please stop yelling? It's giving me a headache." I scoff.

I hear her take a deep breath.

"Harry, I don't want you seeing that girl anymore. She is interfering with your career."

My heart drops into my stomach. My eyes start to tear up.

"No. I can see her if I want to! It's my life." I cry.

I look over at Sydney who already has tears dripping down her cheeks. I grab her hand and hold it tightly in mine.

"Harry I think you are forgetting that you signed a contract. I have the right to do whatever I want."

She's right. But she can't take Sydney away from me... she can't.

"What's so wrong with me seeing her anyways? We are just friends!"

"Harry, me and everybody else in the world knows that that's a bunch of BS. She is interfering with your career and that's where I draw the line. I can't let that happen. I'm just trying to do what's best for you."

What's best for me? You've got to be kidding me...

"Oh whatever. You know you are only doing this for yourself" I harshly say.

"Whatever you say Harry. But whoever I am doing this for doesn't change the fact that I want you back in Miami. And I want you there by tonight."

I'm silent.

"Oh and one more thing... I want you to break up with this 'friend'..."

I can't take this anymore. I hang up up the phone.

"What's going on?" Sydney asks with red eyes.

"I have to go back tonight..." I look down at my hands.

"That's fine... I understand" she says. I know it's not fine though. I see the pain in her eyes as they fill up with tears.

"They don't like me, do they?" she asks with tears dripping down her cheeks.

"That's not true, baby. I promise. They are just selfish. It will all be okay"

No. No it won't be okay. But I can't tell her that. Not when she's in such a fragile state.

She looks so broken. I can't take it. I scoot closer to her and hold her in my arms. I feel her cold, wet tears dripping on my shoulder.

I pull away from the hug and hold both of her hands in mine. I look into her beautiful, green eyes.

"Sydney, we can do this. Love always finds a way." I say.

"I hope so" she looks down.

I bring her wrist up to my mouth and kiss it. I hope I can mend back together her damaged heart.

"Are you hungry?" I ask her hoping she'll say yes. She need to eat. She looks so thin.

"No." She blandly says.

"Baby, you need to eat."

"I'm not hungry, Harry. In fact, I'm quite sick to my stomach." She says sounding very agitated. I have never heard her talk like that...