Split Ends

She was chaos personified. Just a mess in the club, in a way that made you stare at her in awe. Her blonde hair scrunched up around her face, decorated with smudged eyeliner and red lips lazily smiling as she did another line off of her table across the room. Sydney Star in the flesh was more of a hurricane than the tabloids gave her credit for.

After a year sober for the sake of his career, meeting Sydney again let's Harry in for a hell of a lot more than he bargained for.