Chapter 40

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What is his problem? Seriously!? He has the guts to be mad when he's been the dick? This is very frustrating!

I return to my kids and I constantly feel eyes burning in my neck. I have to fight the urge to look in his direction.
The 90 minutes has soon gone and we end the class with a big water fight and it is actually great fun. When I get out of the pool I'm soaking and I have to go change. I have a spare bathing suit in my locker.
I walk towards the changing room but to get there I have to go through the gym. Before I enter the gym I look for Niall and Harry, but mostly Harry. I don't mind bumping into Niall, but his rude friend... well I prefer not. I don't see him and so I walk carefully into the gym. I look around me to make sure he won't come up from no where again. I feel like that's his specialty. I think the coast is clear and I reach for the handle on the door, but just as I'm about to walk inside a long arm blocks the way. I failed. How does he do that?

"Harry... Move." I say without looking up. I know it's him because the familiar tattoos covering his arm.

"That's not very nice." He says and closes the door I was about to enter.

"I have to go." I say looking up at him. His face is hovering over me and I can't help but feeling slightly intimidated.

"We have to talk." He says coldly. He doesn't even flinch.

"I don't want to. I have nothing to say." I say trying to move his arm out of the way.

"But I do!" He says and grabs my wrist. He tries to pull me away from the door but I jerk away and I'm getting slightly pissed off.

"Harry stop!" I say and back away from him. He looks furious and hurt.

"What's up with you? Why are you being like this?" He yells to my face causing his veins to show.

"Being like what? Not being like your other girls? Not following your every demand? Well sorry!" I turn my back on him to walk away.

"Screw you Lola! Have a good life!" He shouts as he walks after me and I slam the door in his face. I feel shaken by the time I realize what had happened, but more than that I feel angry. Boiling. I just can't understand how he can act like that. What makes him think that he can talk like that to anyone?

I quickly change into gym clothes and head over to the gym. As I get there I notice that many eyes are directed at me. They must have seen our argument. The glass between the gym and the pools is transparent and therefore I am able so see everyone swimming. Among all others I see Harry. I've never seen him this light clothed, but I'm far to upset to even think about his body. His muscular and tattooed body. Like he knew I was watching his head snaps to my way and he sees me. His eyes and his whole body shows that he's too mad to control it. He shakes his head and storm out of the room.  I hear doors slamming and assume that a few things in the men's changing rooms may be broken.

The "cleaning the gym" hour goes by and I don't get to do much since there are still people here working out. I do some overall cleaning and then begin to pack up. I change into my normal clothes and leave the gym clothes in my locker. Before leaving I find Marie and make sure she's okay with me leaving. I don't want her getting upset for some undone work. She lets me go and wishes me a good night. Tomorrow's my day off so that's nice to know when I get out of there.

By the time I get out it's dark outside and I get my scarf out of my bag. It's getting colder now. I have to look at every car I pass because I don't remember where I parked. When I finally find my car there's someone else that's already found it. His body is leaning against the side of the car and his head is looking down on a phone. His mop of curls are still damp from the pool. I feel a lump of nervousness grow as I get closer. I have no idea what he wants and there is literally no way of guessing when it comes to this one. He must have heard my steps because he looks up right at me.

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