Treadmill (Harry Styles) [COMPLETE] {EDITED}

Chapter 55

OUR  LITTLE BUBBLE

Two weeks later...

Angie

"Do you really have to go back to Sarasota?" Harry whines as I pack the rest of my clothes,

"Yes I do, I start school in three days and I kind of have to be there." I giggle and Harry sighs,

"It was nice having our little bubble here in London."

"Yeah it was,"

"Now you're leaving,"

"So are you! You're going to tour America." I recall,

"Yeah but we don't leave until next week," He says as he helps me fold my clothes,

Harry's entire bedroom goes silent, nobody talks, nobody says anything.

"When's your flight again?"

"Tomorrow night," I remind him and he nods.

"Are you excited to be back?" He asks, trying to fuel up another conversation.

"Yeah, but that means once I get back I have to start training for volleyball again."

"Mhm..." He simply says, he sighs once more "You'll keep in touch though right?"

I look at him and I can almost feel tears fill up my eyes, I scoot closer to him and take him into a hug, he rests his chin on my shoulder,

"Of course I will baby, every day. We are going to make this work." I reassure him.

"You won't forget about me?"

"I will never forget about you. I will watch you and the boys when you come to Florida. I will fly to LA to watch you. I will go on tour with you guys if I'm off for break or something. We are going to make this work. No matter what, we will be together." I say and cup his face with my hands.

He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and opens his eyes, he smiles at me and I smile back. I kiss his lips, he kisses me back. I'm not ready to leave our little bubble.

"Are you excited for tonight?" He asks as he grabs more of my clothes from his closet,

"Yeah, my going-away party. That'll be interesting." I smile as I attempt to fit my clothes in my luggage,

"Why are we packing your clothes this early?" Harry asks, it is eight in the morning and we're already packing my things for tomorrow night's flight back to Florida.

"Because I don't want to leave things to the last minute."

"Fair point. But can we continue this later and go out for breakfast?" Harry suggests and I throw the rest of my clothes on his bed.

"Let's go then," I say and Harry hugs me from behind and leaves kisses on my cheeks.

"I'm really going to miss doing this to you," He whispers and I can't help but feel emotional, I will really miss him so much. "I'm going to try my best to visit you from time to time and spend as much time with you as possible when I can."

"I will too."

"But I want you to focus on school too because this is your senior year and then you're off to Stanford for pre-med." He says,