Treadmill (Harry Styles) [COMPLETE] {EDITED}

Chapter 12

16 MESSAGES

Harry

She looks at me and I look back at her light blue eyes and she hands me my keys. For a second I thought she was going to kiss me good bye and I hoped for that but I don't think she wants to do that now, considering that I've just met her. I want to know how she kisses, how her perfect pink lips feels like on my lips. How she will hold me while we kiss passionately. I want to feel her, I want to kiss her so bad, my mind is racing.

"You forgot these crazy." She says and I fake laugh, my hopes had crushed.

"Thanks." I reply and give her a half smile, still disappointed I didn't get a kiss.

"Anyways, shit I have to go." She says looking at her watch and covers her mouth and gasps. "Sorry for swearing." She says and I nod,

"Bad dirty girl!" I joke and wave my finger, she laughs and punches my arm. "Ouch that hurts." I whine and pout but it really doesn't,

"Stop whining you baby!" She says and rubs the part where she punched, sweet lass.

"But you punched me! Bully!" I say and she giggles even harder, cute.

"It wasn't even that hard. Quit being a little girl." She jokes and I just laugh.

"I was kidding." I reply

"I know!" She says with the 'duh' tone.

"I think I should go. And you should go too. Do you want a ride?" I offer,

"No, no Harry. Enjoy your day! See you around." She smiles at me and I return it with a smile.

"Alright then. I'll go. I'll text you though," I said

"Okay!" She replies and closes her door, gently with a smile on her face.

I walk to the elevator and regret not making the first move to kiss her beautiful pink lips. I hear the elevator ding and I enter. No one is in and I rest my head on the wall and punch it, but making sure I don't break it. I am pissed off with myself. Why the fuck didn't I do it? Get your shit together Harry.

The elevator dinged again and I walk to the lobby and people stare at me. I ignore them and approach the parking lot to get in my car. As soon as I get in the car, I punch my steering wheel, sigh and start the engine and drive off.

I finally arrive at home and I see Louis on the couch watching some television.

"Hey. Where have you been?" He says and then focuses on the goddamn screen.

"Friends place." I utter,

"Okay. Niall is looking for you." He indicates,

"I know." I say in a monotone.

"Why so down?" He asks.

"Nothing." I lie and go upstairs.

I flop on my bed and scream on the pillow. I get up and check my phone if I have any messages from her. No message from her but a miss call from Niall. I ring him immediately,

"Hey man. I'll just change. Are you at the country club?" I say on the other line.

"Okay man. Yeah. In the cafe. Be here quick." He says

"Be there soon. Bye." I say and hang up right away.

I'm not even in the mood to do anything. I wish I was going with Angie and Allie to roam around London today and be their tour guide because I want to spend more time with Angie.