Treadmill (Harry Styles) [COMPLETE] {EDITED}

Chapter 61

SEEING THINGS STRAIGHT

Harry

She wants to move here after Stanford, she wants to literally move here and finish her Medical degree here, for me?! Is she insane? I love her to bits, I care about her. You have no idea how much I'm falling for this girl, but to put that pressure on me that she's moving here for me is too much.

What if we don't work out? What if it gets too much for us and we go our separate ways. I do have doubts but I don't worry about them because I believe we will work out. But the fact that she's jeopardising her education and plans just to move here with me and study and work here is too much pressure for me to handle. She's moving here for her Medical degree? Give me a break, she never wanted to move after she told me all about Stanford accepting her, and then all of a sudden she wants to move, because of me!

"Harry?" She comes through,

"Angelica..." I simply say and stare at my screen.

"Any thoughts?" She asks quietly,

"Are you really sure you want to move here?!" I blurt out loud.

"Well, I was considering it." She mumbles,

"But you told me you never wanted to leave Stanford and move somewhere else to pursue your medical degree."

"Yeah, but that was before I felt something serious between us." She confesses,

"Come on, Angelica, don't take your relationship ahead of your education," I scold, I can't believe she's putting me first than her education.

"I am not putting my relationship ahead of my education!" She reiterates,

"Yes, you are! You're telling me you want to move here for me," I fire back,

"Why is that so bad for you?" She shouts,

"Because it puts too much pressure on me." I try to say calmly,

"What fucking pressure?!"

"What if this doesn't work?" I look at her and her mouth pops open, she has nothing to say, I could tell she's disappointed.

"So you're actually having doubts about us?" She whispers,

"Baby, of course not. I just—I can't put up with that pressure."

"You don't see a future with me?" She mumbles yet again.

"Of course I do, you know that I do, love. It's just too much pressure in a new relationship. Can't we just stay as is and then decide until then?" I suggest,

"Yeah that's possible. But will you at least take me moving to London into consideration?" She gulps, my stomach turns.

"Okay," I say and a smile appears on her face. "But I just want to make sure we're on track with things. I just want to see how things work out before I actually want it to happen."

"Honestly, so do I. But I just wanted to tell you in case things fall apart?" She insists,

"I understand." I smile. "Nothing will fall apart." I promise her.