*By the way, while writing these chapters, I have been texting my best-friend Morgan(yes it's Morgz) and listening to their album on youtube(: *

Chapter 4 ~ Whispers on the Beach

Sydney's P.O.V

Morgan and I quietly walked into our room and fell fast asleep, me still in Harry's sweats. The next morning I woke up to 3 new text one from Harry, one from Louis, and one from mum.

From Harry XXX call me(;:

Wanna hang today? Boys and I are free. XXX ~Harry

From Louis:(Have no idea who he got my number)

Harry's worried sick about you, better reply fast(; -Louis

From mum:

Are you okay? Are the boys cute? (; XOXO -Mum

I giggled at Lou's. I just met Harry and he was already worried about me. I had only been gone for about 8 hours. How cute.

To Harry XXX call me(;:

Sure! What'd you have in mind?

I was hoping alone time with him.

To Louis:

Lol. I just hit him up(:

To mum:

YES mum! So cute! (:

I set my white iPhone back down on my bedside table and walked into the kitchen to find Zayn in our living room, cuddling with Morgan watching Ellen. My phone panged on my table. I ran to answer it.

From Harry XXX call me(;:

Open your door.

I had a feeling what was going to happen. I ran to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth with lighting speed and threw my hair up in a messy bun and slid a line of eyeliner on both eyes.

'Good enough,' I thought. I ran past Zayn and Morgz, startling them. Guess they didn't know I was awake. I opened the door and saw Harry messing with his hair.

'Gosh he looked sexy,' The thoughts ran through my mind before I could stop them.

"Hey." Harry pulls me into a tight hug, and kisses me on the side of my mouth. I lead him into Morgan and I's tiny hotel room.

"I was hoping we could go to the beach," he whispers in my ear. "Just me and you," he quickly adds, not wanting me to get the wrong idea.

"Sure!" Finally, some alone time with him.

"I'll be back in a half hour," Harry says. He kisses me on the cheek and leaves the room not before whispering "Try not to look so hot," in my ear. Harry leaves the room and I jump into action.

Morgan's P.O.V

Sydney's date with Harry was in a half hour. When she told me I felt a pang of jealously, wishing Zayn would ask me on a date. Before he left, as if he read my mind he says,

"Let's go out to dinner today. Just me and you." I shook my head up and down as a reply smiling. I kissed Zayn on the lips and closed the door.

(5 minutes later...)

Sydney and I decided that she would wear a hot pink bandeau and white swimsuit bottoms with a coral sun dress. Cute. I did her makeup too, just a line of eyeliner with a tad of mascara with linted lip balm. She looked so cute! There was a knock on the door and no doubt it was Harry. I opened the door and his eyes got huge when he saw the sight of Sydney.

"Wow..." he said in awe. He took her by the hand and closed the door winking to me.

'Now to get ready for my date with Zayn...' I thought.

Sydney's P.O.V

The ride to the beach with Harry was amazing. We just talked. About our childhoods, our past exes (eeekkk!) and our love for John Mayer. Harry was alot deeper than I thought. In about a half hour we were at the beach. He even set up a little picnic for us.

"I planned for this all night, Sydney. I hope you liked it," Harry said, his nervousness showing in his voice.

"Of course! This is amazing Harry! Really, I love it!" I kissed him on the lips and he pulled me up, walking toward the water. I couldn't. Not after what happened. All of a sudden, Harry picked me up on his shoulder and threw me in the water, before I could stop him.

Harry's P.O.V

She ran out of my arms, and onto the shore, tears forming in her eyes. Mean, angry fat tears rolling down her cheeks, because of me. I ran after her of course. In a record of time she had ran to where I set up the picnic. She broke down and I hugged her. She sobbed in my shoulder, getting me wet with her tears. After about 10 minutes of non-stop crying and me soothing her, she finally could talk about why she was so upset.

"M-my sister d-died when she w-was f-four from drowning," she sobbed out.

'What have you done Harry,' I bet myself up.

I just let her sob in my arms.

"I'm so sorry babe.. I didn't know," I repeated a hundred times. "I'm so sorry.." I could hear her sobs like whispers on the beach.