Treadmill (Harry Styles) [COMPLETE] {EDITED}

Chapter 5

A BUDDY FROM AMERICA

Angie

I wake up my phone beeping, I look at the time and it's already nine in the morning. I really need more sleep, I'm still very exhausted. I check my messages and I've gotten three, one from my mum, one from my dad and the last one from Savannah.

Mom: Morning baby! I'm off to work, enjoy your day! Skype tonight? (8:32AM)

Me: Have fun in work momma. Yes, I'll Skype you tonight x (9:03AM)

Dad: Good Morning my Princess, I miss you and mum! I'll be going back to Florida next week. Can we Skype tonight with your mom? (7:59AM)

Me: Of course daddy! I miss you so much more x (9:05AM)

Savannah: Hey! I hope you're doing well, I just want to check up on you. Tyler and I are going out in a while. He wants me to come with him, can't help it, he's my neighbour -_- (9:02AM)

Me: I'm fine! Hope you have fun and bear with Tyler's cockiness and arrogant attitude haha jk he's a good friend, your good friend. Ahhh neighbours -_- (9:07AM)

I leave my phone on the bed and get my iPod and my speakers in my bag. I plug it in and start playing songs. Blurred Lines by Robin Thicke starts to play. I go to the bathroom and take another hot but quick shower. After my shower, I go back to the closet and wear my black skinny jeans, a black sweatshirt that says "Peace" and my white converse. I take my British backpack and put my laptop, charger, wallet and phone in. I stop the music and leave my room.

I got downstairs and soon hail a taxi to take me to the centre of London. After a good ten minute drive, I arrive and it looks so pretty! I take my phone out and take pictures, I've forgotten to bring my camera that is in the closet in the hotel room. I see Starbucks and I approach it.

I get in the coffee store and there is a long line. Whilst waiting in line, a brunette girl bumps into me and I drop my phone, thank God for phone cases. Before my phone dropped I was on twitter and Harry Styles has tweeted,

"Good to be back in London."

Oh my goodness! Harry Styles is in the same place as I am! I am literally screaming inside and that's when it happened, a girl bumps into me and my phone falls. The brunette girl picks it up and hands it to me whilst apologising.

"Oh My Gosh! I am so sorry! So sorry!" she says with an American accent.

"It's fine. No really it's okay!" I say,

"Oh finally someone who has an American accent," She laughs and I laugh with her,

"Yeah actually I just arrived here last night. And I've got no company." I reply and I can see her smiling,

"Me too! Except I just arrived. See the bags there, those are mine." She points at her luggage in a booth in the corner next to the big glass window, "Where are you from? I mean in America. Where in America?" She says, out of breath, she must be tired carrying those bags.

I didn't get to answer back right away because we ordered our drinks and food. Soon we head to the table where she has her luggage.

"I'm from Sarasota." I reply and taking a sip of my hot chocolate.

"I went there last spring break! I'm from Los Angeles. You look really familiar." She says and squints her eyes, trying to distinguish who I am maybe

"I'm here for summer. Familiar? How?"

"What's your name?" She asks and she sips her Green Tea,

"Angelica Harris or Angie Harris." I say and her eyes widens,

"You mean the Harris? Your mum is a fashion designer and your dad is a well-known Architect in Florida, right?" I nod and she shakes her head, "I cannot believe it! You look different from pictures,"

"How so?" I ask and I can't help but smile, I didn't know I'd be recognised.

"You're taller in person, and without the make-up. I follow you on Twitter and Instagram by the way," She states.

"I'll make sure to follow you back. What's your name?" I ask and she smiles,

"Allie Taylor."

"You've got a really pretty name,"

"Awh thank you. I was always curious to what J meant in your name." She says and I giggle, not a lot of people know my second name, the name my mum gave me

"It's Juliet."

"So pretty!" She compliments.

We both stay in Starbucks for two more hours sharing our interest in Ed Sheeran and One Direction. She freaked out as well when I told her that One Direction is currently in London.

We then get a taxi and go back to my hotel room, coincidentally she's also staying in the same hotel room. She switches her room from the fourth floor to the third floor just across mine. At least I have a buddy now in London.

She heads to her room and naps. I put on my purple Nike shorts, my yellow sports shirt, and my new Nike pink and purple trainers that I bought when I was in the mall with Savannah a few days back. I grab my water bottle, wallet, iPhone, Nike fragrance 96 deodorant and my American flag towel. I put my new volleyball in my bag, I'll pump it once I get to the gym. I put my earpods on and head out of the hotel. I leave my key card to the front desk and leave to go to the gym I googled last night.

I walked for a good thirty minutes until I arrived to The Third Space gym. I enter the gym and fill out papers to start my membership. I've received a membership card and I can use and go to the gym whenever I please. I give my credit card to the lady and she swipes it and hands it back to me. I give her my volleyball. She takes it in the back room, and she comes out with it pumped and good as new. I head to the indoor volleyball court in the Gym which was set up with a net already. I start to practise my service, sets, and spikes. Soon after a long two-hour training for volleyball, I return to the room with treadmills and weightlifts.

As I enter the room, I spot two boys. One has his hair up and lifting weights, the other one is curly, and on the treadmill, shirtless. I mean who would come to a gym shirtless? Maybe I'm not used to it. I approach the treadmills where the shirtless guy is and use the one next to his. I put my water bottle on the cup holder and attach my iPod on the strap around my arm. I look at the curly haired guy and he looks awfully familiar side ways.

Can it be?