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Oh God Not Again

-HARRY-

"Harry."

"Mmmffggh."

"Harry wake up."

Alright who the hell is waking me up at the ass crack of dawn. Seriously, don't people know better by now than to wake up a sleeping Harry Styles?

"Harry wake the hell up before I dump you into a river."

Apparently not.

"Oh please Mike, you wouldn't be able to drag me out of this room with those skinny ass arms of yours." I grumbled into my pillow.

"Don't blame me when coach flips out at you again for being late. It's already 6:00am and if you're not up in five minutes I will personally drag you into my car, and throw you in the pool, got it?

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

I heard his footsteps softly squeaking on the old carpet, and the click of the door signaling that my roommate was finally gone. I slowly sat up, hearing all of my joints crack and releasing the loudest moan ever. My neighbors probably think there's something nasty going down in here, but who are they to judge.

I slowly stumbled to my closet to grab a pair of old gray sweatpants and a red windbreaker before moping out into the kitchen, where Mike was patiently waiting for me to get my ass out of bed.

"There she is!" Mike laughed.

I glared at him as I slipped on a pair of sneakers and grabbed the blueberry muffin he was holding out for me.

I walked outside to rain slowly collecting on the sidewalk, leaving me absolutely freezing. Mike soon followed and locked the apartment door behind us.

"Remind me why you said it would be fun to live in London?" I frowned at him.

He just chuckled and shook his head.

"Let's just go to swim practice, I cannot handle any more complaining from you on a Monday morning."

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As soon as we walked into the locker room I regretted it. My nostrils flared at the smell of strong chlorine and feet. I grimaced but quickly left Mike to get to my locker. The sooner I'm out of here, the better. I quickly tore off my clothes, leaving me in my briefs. As I was rummaging through my locker I heard most of the boys open the door and walk out into the pool area.

"Shit." I muttered under my breath.

Coach was going to be so pissed, he'd probably make me do extra laps or something again. I soon discovered my swimsuit under a pile of old socks. I really should do some cleaning, I thought to myself as I slipped on the cold material. I grabbed my goggles and headed out of the locker room.

As I walked in I saw the rest of the team huddled around the chalkboard, as Coach explained the sets for today. As I got closer I heard the team lightly groan. This isn't unusual, most of the time Coach gives us hard-ass sets, only the day after a meet can we do something fun. I walked closer to the board to inspect the set, and scrunched up my face.

Warm up: 800 r 20

6x100 swim at 1:15

12x50 kick at :55

10x50 swim at :40

5x100 kick at 1:45

4x100 swim at 1:10

8x50 kick at :50

6x50 swim at :35

3x100 kick at 1:30

2x100 swim at 1:05

4x50 kick at :45

1x100 swim at 1:00

2x50 kick at :40

Cooldown: easy 100

total yards: 6,500

Oh god, I might just throw up here and now, I thought as I read through today's workout. I made my way over to my lane, and as soon as I hopped into the freezing water, I felt someone jump on my back and nearly topple me over.

"Hey Harold!"

"Louis, you're screaming directly into my ear."

"Sorry, sorry," he laughed as he slid off of my back. "listen, Friday night the team is going to throw a huge party at Josh's, we're planning on inviting everyone in the school! It's gonna be huge, you game?" He smirked up at me.

"Yeah, I guess." I said just before Coach blew his whistle, signaling the beginning of practice.

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"Oh god, I'm gonna be so fucking sore tomorrow."

I heard Louis groan from across the locker room. I lightly chuckled and shook my head, thinking the exact same thing. Quickly pulling on my clothes, I ran my hand through my wet curls at some attempt to tame them. As soon as I was finished dressing Mike let out the loudest laugh the world has ever heard. Seriously, I think they could hear it in Canada.

"What the hell are you laughing at?" I quickly rushed over to him, nearly slipping, and shouted at him, "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

His face was red and he was doubled over in laughter, Luke laughing right along with him.

"L-Luke just told me th-the funniest j-joke ever." He choked out.

"Really? what is it?"

"You wouldn't understand. It's an inside joke." Luke laughed and shook his head. "But I'll give you a hint, it has something to do with that weird nerdy blonde who is never seen without a notebook."

"Oh." I stated, suddenly a bit uncomfortable.

"Eh, never mind, you probably don't know who it is."

Oh, I definitely know who that is.

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Hiiiiiii

Okay I know this is kinda short and doesn't make any sense, but hopefully I can get the hang of this soon!!

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