Treadmill (Harry Styles) [COMPLETE] {EDITED}

Chapter 11

RECOGNISED

Angie

I open my eyes and realise my head is on top of Harry's chest, my arms wrapped around him. His left arm around me and I stay frozen. How the hell did this happen? I look around the bed and notice the pillows were all on the floor. I remove his arm wrapped around me and I slowly get out of bed without waking him up. He growled, tosses and turns but he is still asleep.

I grab my phone from the nightstand and check the time. It's still a bit early, it's half pas eight, why am I awake so early? I don't hesitate to get up and grab myself a granola bar and head out for a jog in a little bit. I sneak back to my room and change into my neon blue running shorts and my white "Stanford University" t-shirt I bought when I went to visit there last fall. I put on my running shoes and tie by hair into a high ponytail. I grab my iPod and exit the room quietly. I go to the kitchen and look for a piece of paper to write on and see a tissue paper and grab the hotel pen and wrote

"Be back. Sorry for leaving you, went for a jog :) Help yourself with anything. –Angie xx" and leave it on the coffee table so that he will see it and won't worry if he doesn't see me around the hotel suit. I exit the room and head out to the park near the hotel. I put my earphones in and play "Satisfaction" by Benny Benassi and start my morning jog.

Five minutes later I arrive in the park and start jogging. I passed by a few joggers who smiled at me and I return them with a "Good morning" and a smile. It's a good thing London is bright and sunny. While jogging I saw some teenage girls following me as well, why are the following me? I stop and they stop and approach me with giggles and smile.

"Hi!" The brunette said,

"Hello there." I respond and take my earpods out.

"Can we have a picture?" Her other brunette friend asks,

"Yeah sure but why?" I ask, do they know about my parents?

"Because you're Harry's girlfriend!" They both say in unison

"No! I certainly am not. No way." They probably saw the news and assumed I was with him,

"Really? But you were all over the internet and the news!" The brunette curly girl says and I smiles at both of them, "But can we still have a picture?" I nod,

She held out her phone and I apologise if I ruin the picture because I'm sweaty and they both giggle and say that it's okay. They both then told me to follow them on twitter and to tell Harry they say Hi. I keep that note in my head and ask their names. The brunette curly one is Tasha and the black haired one was Hanna. I nod and they say their goodbyes and I continue to jog.

I felt like a somebody for a second because they asked for a picture just because I am a friend of Harry Styles. Speaking of that curly boy, how is he doing? I hope he isn't awake yet. I can't tell because I left my phone in my room where Harry is sleeping.

I jog back to the hotel, stinky and tired. I open my door to my hotel room and it still looked the same. Not even the tissue paper I wrote on and the room still dark. I switch on the light and I grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and drink it. I silently go to my room and look if Harry is still asleep and he still is. I then find the comforter on the floor and Harry was on the bed half naked. Bare with the art all over his body and his blue boxers. I stare at the perfection and silently grab the comforter and cover him up so that he will not be cold. I grab my laptop on the way out and sit on the sofa in the living room. I check on twitter and I've gained fifteen thousand more followers.