Chapter 10
I woke that morning with thick crusts in my eyes. I rubbed them gently pulled away the blanket that was poured over me. I found myself alone as I walked around the apartment. I turned away towards the door and walked into my bedroom. I got down on my knees and pulled out my laptop from under the bed. I closed my eyes jumped onto my bed in one swift movement. I logged onto face book and found 56 friend request and 116 notifications. I clicked on the notifications and saw that most of them were wall posts. I went to my wall forgetting the 13 messages I had and other notifications. I began to read the "hellos" and the "omgs". Others were saying I wasn't the real Niall most were questions about how the band was doing and what was going on. I ignored most of them and just tried to pretend that I was a fake Niall. I went to my friend requests and began to click away accepting all the girls and a few guys. I commented on a few posts and liked others. I refreshed the page and the red light came on the friend requests. I clicked with a smile and curiosity. I clicked accept and went to the girls profile. She was standing with another girl in a dress. I clicked on her pictures trying to figure out which girl was Cynthia, the name that came with the profile. I didn't get the chance to click through her photos. Zayn had walked in and I jumped in surprise closing my laptop shut as quickly as possible.
"Good morning mate" he said not acknowledging my twitching as he walked in.
"I brought you some tea." I laid my laptop under my bed and started to get out of bed as he walked towards me with the cup of tea.
"Thanks." I said groggily.
"We're all going to go see Harry in the hospital." He told me sitting comfortably on my bed.
"This early?" I asked sipping my tea.
"Watch it, its hot. Well it's almost eleven." He said as I stuck my tongue out from burning it with the tea. I then looked at him with surprised eyes.
"oh okay. Well be right out then." I set down my tea on the night stand and began to slip into the jeans I found on the floor.
Sydney's p.o.v.
I got home with a bit more exhaustion than usual. I knew the boulders I had on my shoulders were from leaving Harry with a "no" at the hospital. I wanted to say a whole lot more than just no. I wanted to show him my words rather than just speaking them. I took off the top of my scrubs and my nurses shoes. I walked by the reason I couldn't be with Harry. I watched it closely. He was the reason, I loved him to much. But how is it possible to love someone when you're already in love with someone else. I was committed to this man, he has taken care of me humbly and given me the best 7 years of my life. I was leaning against the door way and slide down on my back as my thoughts brought tears to my eyes. I wiped away the first one and before I began to sob. I closed the door to the bedroom, making sure not to make any noise. I went into the bathroom and began to shower. I rinsed off the stress and pressure being a nurse gives you and then I scrubbed off the love I had for Harry. I must not have scrubbed hard enough because as I laid myself on the couch he was the last person I thought of before falling asleep. I sighed and let my thoughts of him consume me. I felt warmth and didn't dare look behind me at the bedroom worrying that he would guess my thoughts and make me pay for it.