Gymnast Styles

Chapter 18

Not only did I love the family already but the way they decorated my room. They had painted gymnastics quotes all over my room and had left a shelf open for me to put my trophies and medals.

A knock on my door caused me to snap my head towards the direction of the door.

"Sorry to bother you, but I was going to go down to the park and play football(soccer) with some friends if you want to come, you don't have to if you don't want to?" A shirtless Tommy said, scratching the back of his neck.

I tried to keep my focus on him and not his toned stomach."Yeah that sounds cool. Just give me 15 minutes to get ready. I'll meet you downstairs."

Tommy nodded and walked to his room. God was he dreamy. If he's this cute I can't imagine what his friends will look.

I changed into my tiger muscle tee with light color high waisted shorts. I put my hair in a messy pony with a fishtail plait. I then put some concealer and mascara on. I slipped on my black Nike Roshe and grabbed my gray Victoria Secret jacket for the walk there. I also grabbed my black Pink bag to carry our phones and the ball for the walk there.

I walked down the stairs and Tommy was wearing a muscle tee and athletic shorts. He looked so cute in his beanie he was wearing. He was standing at the end of the stairs looking at his phone.

"Hey I'm bringing a bag for the ball and whatever else we want to put in it." I said causing Tommy to shut his phone off and have his attention turn towards me.

Tommy only nodded and tossed me the ball that was at his side. We walked out the door and started going down the street.

It was awkward for a few minutes. Tommy wasn't speaking at all. The silence between us made me feel very uncomfortable.

I couldn't stand the silence any longer, so I broke it.

"So what's your school like?" I said. I know it was a pathetic question, but it was the first thing that came to my mind, and I'll be attending that school in a few days.

"It's pretty chill, I guess. It's your average school. Everyone has groups and the groups don't ever associate." Tommy said nonchalantly.

"But why? Why can't a group of popular kids ever try and become friends with maybe like a socially awkward kid. I don't get why the kids always have to follow there own groups, ya know?" I was trying to make a conversation.

"I don't know, I suppose you're right though." Tommy said leading me into the park.

We walked pass the playground area and went straight into the field. Tommy pointed over to where four boys stood.

When we got close enough, Tommy ran over doing a handshake with everyone.

"Guys this is Mia. My family is hosting her." Tommy told his friends introducing me.

"Hosting?" A boy with dark brunette hair styled up in a quiff questioned.

"Yeah, for my gymnastics. I'm, uh, Mia Styles, Harry Styles's sister." I said with embarrassment. It's not that I'm embarrassed over Harry, but I'm embarrassed that a family has to take care of me.

"So why do they host you though?" A blonde haired boy asked this time.

"I don't really feel comfortable telling you that." I whispered looking down. I barely spoke, that I wouldn't be surprised if they couldn't hear me.

"Well this is James, Max ,Noah, and Mason. Mason and Max are twins. The only way to tell them apart is that Max has longer hair and keeps it down, while Mason styles his hair up in a quiff." Tommy pointed to each one of the boys.

Our football game started quickly. It was me, Tommy, and Mason against , Max, Noah, and James. The score was 1-1.

"Well, we'll have to continue this another day. It's getting pretty late." Noah said. Even though I didn't want to stop Noah was right. It was almost half past seven; it would be getting dark soon.

"Want to go get some ice cream or something? There's a shop nearby." Tommy asked me. We walked out of the park but stopped at the fence.

Sure, I just don't have any money. You get something I'll just come along." I said embarrassed. I didn't think to bring any money.

"No it's fine, I'll pay." Tommy told me. "I brought extra money just in case."

I only nodded. He is being really nice. He's making it impossible to not fall for him.

We entered the small ice cream parlor. There was no customers in the shop. I looked around observing all the pastel colored walls. It was a cute little ice cream parlor, almost like the one Harry used to take me to.

We then went down by a lake. After finishing our ice cream we laid down looking at the sunset.

I felt a hand grab my hand. Why is he doing this to me? I know I shouldn't be doing this. Falling for him this quick, that is. I know it's wrong, but I don't want to stop him.

And I never did.