Niall's Little Gymnast

~Chapter 28~

~Shahira's POV~

It's the next morning and I hear a pounding on my door. I drag myself out of bed and open the door.

My eyes widened when I see who it is.

"Sam..? What the hell are you doing here at six in the morning?" I said, tiredly.

"Why haven't YOU answered my text messages and phone calls?!" Sam raises his voice.

"Because one, I was sleeping. two, my phone is on Do Not Disturb mode and three, you're a cheater and a jerk!" I lightly shouted.

"What are you talking about? I didn't cheat on you." Confusion lies upon his face.

"Do you not remember? The slut-bag you were with yesterday while you were getting drunk last night!" My shouts becoming louder.

"Oh. That...look, Shahira, that was a mistake. I was drunk and I wasn't thinking straight. Okay? I'm so, so, sorry. I want to be with you and only you. Please. Please forgive me." Sam has sadness in his eyes.

"I...I have to think about it." I say.

He nods and leaves. I close the door and lay back in my bed. Since now, I'm wide awake, I go through my phone. I see that I have a text message from Coach Mary.

From: Coach Mary

Be at the arena by 8 a.m sharp.

I look at the alarm. It's 6:55. I got time.

I hop out of the bed and head for the shower. Once I strip out of my pajamas, I go in the shower and let the hot water run down my skin. Showers are so relaxing. Helps me think of life and figure everything out but not today.

Today is all about the Olympics. My only focus today. I turn off the shower head and wrap my body with the soft cloth of the towel.

Okay....Leotard. Check. Bottle of water. Check. Jacket because London is cold as hell. Check.

I grab my things and head out the door. Today is going to be a stressful day.

I walk to the elevator and press the button. As I wait patiently, somebody stands next to me. I look up and it's a boy.

Jet black hair, definitely taller than me, and attractive.

"Hi..." I say to him. "Nice weather we're having, huh?"

He chuckles. "Yeah, it's very pleasant. I'm Zayn, by the way." He extends his hand out to me.

I shake his hand. Wait a second...I just shook hands with Zayn from One Direction...