Right now I am back in my room packing.
Harry is laying on my bed going through, what looks to be, Twitter.
I just got finished telling harry about being able to play in the match tomorrow for the gold.
I'm just literally over the moon.
My dream since I was a young girl playing bounceball at the playground on the tiny nets was to win the gold at the Olympics. And now I finally may possible be able to accomplish my dream.
I've just finished packing all of my junk up and Harry and I have decided to go watch the match that will let us know who we will be playing tomorrow.
By the way, Cam, Laur, and the boys all know about me leaving. At some point during my long speech about me being able to play in the match they all came and went. Harry was the only one who stayed. What a gentlemen? Ming. It's probably haut because the room service he ordered didn't arrive until I was finished my rambling. Oh well.
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We just sat through the whole match between France and Britian.
France and Britain were the two top competitors. I'm surprised Spain didn't make it to the top. They were really good.
Britian came out with another victory making them one of the top contenders for the gold. Besides us of course.
Britian has a super strong team, but we beat them once, we can beat them again.
What made my day was when Harry jumped for joy when the Brits won the match. After watching him jump around like the true child he is inside for a while I slapped him jokingly reminding him that his girlfriend was a huge factor ON Team USA.
He then sat down and then I grabbed his hands and we proceeded out of the stadium hands intertwined.
"Hey babe. " Harry says as we are walking back to the hotel.
"Yeah. " I answer.
"Promise me that when you are back in America you won't be scouting out for guys. I understand if you find someone else but just always remember I'll be here for you. Whether we are dating or not." Harry said.
"I promise only if u promise me the same. " I said.
"I promise. "
We both stopped in our tracks and had a very meaningful hug. It was nice. I was going to miss this cheeky little dork I call mine.
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The Gold | Harry Styles
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