What do you think? REVIEW ! I had to change the plot thanks to Morgan!(love you boo). Sydney's ringtone is Forever Young by One Direction 3

Chapter 5 : Old Feelings

Harry's P.O.V

I mean I couldn't really get mad at Sydney for not telling me.. being only we met yesterday.
'I wish she would have just told me..' my thoughts drifted back toward Sydney. She stopped sobbing.

"I'm sorry. It's just been a while since I've been to the beach, the ocean. It all came back," she explained.

"It's okay. I'm glad you trust me enough to tell me."

*Snap*

"What was that? It sounded like a camera," Sydney looked up, her whole face puffy from crying. Her eyes were bloodshot red.

'Probably paparazzi..' I thought. I didn't want to tell Sydney that though.. she was already upset enough.

"Let's just rent a movie instead," I offered. She looked relieved. We walked hand in hand back to the car. It was a black Ford with tinted windows. She held onto my hand as I drove back to the hotel. We entered the boys and I's when I noticed a note on the back of the door. 'Me and Morgan went out the dinner. Be back around 11. Boys went to Nandio's. Should be back around the same time. -Zayn'

"Well, the boys went out to dinner. Zayn and Morgan too. We have the hour to ourselves until 11," I said, wiggling my eyebrows. Even though I knew Sydney wasn't like that. She was so different. She wouldn't give herself up like that. She had self respect that's for sure.

Sydney's P.O.V

Harry and I set up our own therate. We hung blankets from the ceiling and the t.v. We made popcorn and chocolate covered strawberries. I rented Saw 5, and we began watching it. He casually put his arms around my waist, pulling me tighter and tighter during the scarier sceans. Whenever I got scared I would bury my head in his shoulder. It seemed to fit perfectly. Harry put my lips to his, and we kissed. For the second time in my life I actually felt what it was like to love somebody. I was head over heels for Harry, and there was no denying it.

'Let's dance in style,
Let's dance for a while,
Heaven can wait, we're only watching the skies,
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst,
Are you gonna drop the bomb or not?

'Let us die young or let us live forever,
We don't have the power but we never say never,
Sitting in a sandpit,
Life is a short trip,
The music's for the sad man.' My phone was buzzed on the wood floor moving all around. MORGZ 3 ;* was flashing on my screen. Harry and I pulled apart.

"Nice ring-tone.." Harry says smirking. I blushed and answered my phone.

"Hey. I thought you and Zayn were on a date..?" I say.

"We got in a fight. I need you and Harry to pick me up. Now."

"What happened?" I questioned. I looked at Harry with my worried face. He bit his lip.

Morgan's P.O.V

Zayn carried me bridal style into a small cafe 'Blue Bird'.

"Table for two?" A waitress asked Zayn, winking when she realized who he was. Zayn was obviously annoyed but said yes politely. She led us to the dimmed back of the restraunt. She set our menu's down and ordered our drinks. Zayn got a beer and I got a lemonade. There was something he wasn't telling me.

"Whats wrong Zayn?" I questioned.

"Well.. I brought you here to tell you something. You have to promise you won't get mad or anything.." he trailed off.

"What?"

"I wanted to tell you that I still have feelings for my ex Perrie. And we're getting back together. But I think I love you Morgan, and I don't want to lose you as a friend."
A wave of emotions hit me like a ton of bricks. Hurt. Lies. Heartbreak. I was even going to ask him if we could be more than friends.
'You never had a chance Morgz. He never liked you,' I told myself. I stormed out of the restraunt to call Sydney. Zayn ran after me and caught my arm. He crashed his lips against mine with passion. I pushed him away and called Sydney.

"We're on our way," Sydney reassured me.

Harry's P.O.V Sydney and I left right away. She told me the story on the way to pick her up.

'Zayn, you really know how to screw things up you dick. First Perrie now Morgan,' I thought, getting really mad.

"Harry calm down. Breathe," I bit my lip. It was hard to stay mad when the prettiest girl in the world is rubbing your back. I drove to the address Sydney gave me. It sounded and looked familar but I couldn't put my finger on it. I pulled up to the address and it read 'Blue Bird'. That's were Zayn took Perrie to break up with her. Was this a pattern or something? Morgan climbed into the backseat, clearly heartbroken. Morgan was quietly sobbing in the back seat.

'Zayn and I are going to have a few words..' I thought to myself.

Soon we were at the hotel. Sydney went back to their room and promised she was going to come back later. I kissed her and went up my room alone. I sat around, waiting for Zayn to come home and for Sydney to come back up. In about a half hour, Sydney knocked on the door. "Hey goregous," I say, hugging her tightly and kissing her gently. I let her in and we cuddled on the sofa until Zayn and the boys knocked on the door, knowing I was home. All the boys came in quietly. 'Zayn already told them,' I thought. I was so angry. I followed Zayn into his room. I closed the door loudly.

"What the hell?"

I was too angry to respond. I shoved him against the wall. He shoved me back. My anger got the best of me. "You break too many girls to get away with it! Not this time! Morgan was DIFFERENT and you broke her heart you dick!" I screamed. I punched him in the jaw. He punched me square in the nose. Everything went black.