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Chapter Twelve – deserving happiness.

Theresa's POV

I was dancing with Ryan with my head on his shoulder. I opened my eyes just in time to see Syd rushing past us, her face bright red and tears in her eyes. She grabbed her bag from the table and headed towards the bathroom; I knew all too well what I was going to happen next. I quickly excused myself from Ryan and tried to follow her. It seemed as though every person was getting in my way and it took me forever to reach her.

I pulled on the door to the bathroom, but it was locked. I tried pounding on it, hoping someone else was in there and would soon open the door, but I had no such luck.

"Syd!" I screamed, trying to force the heavy wooden door open. I began to panic as I heard the noise through the door.

I rushed around trying to find an employee to unlock the door, claiming that the door was stuck and I needed to use the bathroom badly. He unlocked the door for me and it I couldn't pull the door open fast enough.

I rushed up behind Sydney and pulled her away from the bathroom sink. Her palm opened and a small razor fell down to the ground. Tears were streaming down her face as she looked at the blood as it dripped down her arm and pooled in her hand. Her body was limp, unable to move itself.

I ran my hand through her soft hair and started to cry with her.

"Sydney, babygirl, tell me what happened." I started, trying to reach a wet towel on the sink to clean her up.

Only gasps came out of her mouth as she started to hyperventilate. I didn't know what else to do, so I propped her up against the nearby wall. Standing up, I noticed blood had gotten onto my dress, but I was too concerned to care. I got a damp towel and placed it on her forehead. I managed to find a paper cup and fill it up with water.

Kneeling next to her, I poured the water into her mouth, stroking her throat to help her swallow. She slowly calmed down and we just sat there in silence.

Eventually she managed to tell me what had happened. I was in a bit of shock when she told me, and I was actually mad. It was quickly erased when I realized it was just jealousy. I mean, who didn't find Harry attractive and charming? It was obvious that at least one of them was going to try something like this. Syd really was perfect. She was gorgeous, she was sweet, and one of the most intelligent people I knew. Her only flaw was that she didn't know it, and she let her depression get in the way of her relationships.

"But Sydney, I still don't understand why what happened made you do this to yourself," I said, cleaning up her cuts.

"Because," she began. "I could hear that I hurt him. And if I hurt him, well then, I should hurt myself."

"That doesn't make sense. Doing this to yourself isn't going to make him hurt less. In fact, it will probably hurt him more. I know it hurts me to see you do this, because I want you to be happy."

"I don't deserve to be happy."

"Yes, you do! Everyone deserves to be happy, especially someone as great as you. Take in what Louis said to you, why would he want to spend all that time trying to make you happy if you weren't worth it?"

"He shouldn't try; I'm not worth his time. I'm sick and I'll never get better. Wayne was right, I ruin every relationship and I'm worthless."

"Your biological father was not right. He's the one who is sick, not you."

"If he's so sick and I wasn't good enough for even him, then I'm definitely not good enough for any healthy person."

"No one person should be 'good enough' for another, if you keep thinking that way, you'll never improve yourself to the person you think you should be."

At this point she stayed silent, she knew I was right. I couldn't stand to see her do this to herself. It hurt my heart so see her in pain, especially when it could have been prevented. She had been there for me so much in the past sixteen years, and I was going to be there for her now.

All of a sudden we heard the announcement. "Ladies and gentlemen, as most of you know we are proud to be the home of something phenomenal happening in our city. Theresa Garner and Sydney Stewart have been selected to tour and make an album with the one and only One Direction! So, here they are with the hit single 'What Makes You Beautiful'!"

Sydney and I both knew that we now had to run, clearing our mind of anything that had just happened.

We ran to the stage and grabbed the microphones just in time for my opening line.

"You're insecure, don't know what for. You turn heads when you walk through the door."

Sydney's voice wobbled at her next line, "Don't need makeup, to cover up. Being the way that you are is enough."

Her voice slowly steadied herself as I grabbed her hand and squeezed it, "Everyone in the room can see it, everyone else but you."

We sang the chorus together and she eventually got her mood right.

As a surprise to everyone, we had worked on the boys entering the song as well. When I began the next verse everyone screamed as Zayn entered to sing it with me.

"To come on, you got it wrong, to prove I'm right, I put it in a song."

The boys slowly entered the stage in the choreographed motions we had practiced. Everything was going swimmingly until it came to the solo part. We had decided to make it a duet with Sydney and Harry.

Both of them being dedicated, they went along with the practiced motions.

As they started the line, they neared each other, close enough where Sydney stood on a platform to press their foreheads together.

You could see the tension between them as they sang the intimate lines.

"You don't know you're beautiful!" They belted and broke apart. The rest of the song finished and there was applause and yelling. It was kind of surreal to think that this audience was nothing compared to what we were going to experience.

I walked over to Sydney and took our individual bows and grabbed her hand, noticing Louis taking her wrist to cover her scars. She winced as she realized almost everyone in the room could have seen it.

We walked off stage and soon Sydney collapsed into Louis' arms. Everyone surrounded her to see what was wrong. Then all of the boys knew her problem. I turned my head to see Harry's face. It was dark and all I could see was him mouthing, "What have I done?"

He started crying as well and it was too much emotion for me to handle.

Louis finally solved this by saying he would take her home. Niall went along because he also couldn't stand to see her in this much pain.

Everyone else followed me as I went to find Ryan to go home. Tonight was supposed to be special, but it just turned into disaster.