Pleasure & Pain|| Harry Styles || h.s.

Rapport

ANNE:

Woken up by a woman ready to kick my ass if I don't get off the bed within 3 calls, here I'm in the gym back to my favorite schedule.

Louis and Niall are accompanying me for a better start of my day and Liam is just hitting his head against the wall because he has this day every day.

Lucky him.

Louis and Niall are those two elements that don't go any well with each and yet love to make a mess around just in case the least they can do is give someone a headache.

They say it makes their day better to see someone suffer.

So here I'm running for the past 30 minutes with music in my ears unless I want to hear their relevant talk and Harry isn't here.

I mean he was in the room when I woke up, half off the couch and snoring a bit but most satisfying, he was relaxed after a long time.

Scarlett, our fitness trainee, really liked to mess with Harry and was desperate to wake him up but I pushed her out of the room with a tight palm over her mouth to stop her from screaming.

That was challenging.

Music played loud in my ears just never lets me sink. It keeps me on the surface and far away from drowning.

Music is my medicine.

Being a teenager who just wanted to escape the real world for a while, out of dishes smashing and screams echoing in the house for baseless fights, it has been my helping hand.

Every song is built by people who have been through the same chaos as the rest and that's what makes it more relatable and touching.

Everyone finds a way to express their dark side, a side that's hurt and a side that needs to be listened to and it is when we realize everyone has their own way of expressing it.

Some physically harm everything around themselves.

Some voice their pain out.

Some became actors to cover their personal pain with what's buried inside.

And then some bleed through words like musicians.

I read it somewhere - "When you're happy you enjoy the music but when you're sad, you understand the lyrics."

The difference is in all the way you feel and see things.

My life might be full of just uplifting graphs making me go through changes I never thought I could accommodate myself to, but on the better side, my life changed in a positive way too.

A hand tapped on my shoulder, making me get rid of one side of my earphone to listen to the intervener.

It's Liam.

Standing with an 'I'm so done' face, he reached out to me and I got off the treadmill, setting my earphones aside.

"Good morning, I guess." I greeted him, trying to study his face better.

"Good bad morning." He replied back, making me conceal a smile at the way he spoke those words.

"Bad? Anything I can help you with then?" I questioned and Liam nodded.

"Would you give each one of them a death shot in return of me buying you dinner for next entire week?" he looked back at the two fighting over something irrelevant, still a serious look plastered over Liam's face.

"Sounds like a deal but why kill when you can teach a lesson." I offered a suggestion, trying to hold back my smile at the idea in my head and he wiggled his eyebrows once at me.