Adam's footsteps are heard as he walks back and forth in the bedroom. I open one eye as I still lay on the comfortable, fluffy bed, covered with white sheets.
"Babe I'm leaving." He kneels in front of me and studies my sleepy face carefully. I notice how nicely dressed up he got.
"Bye Adam." Opening both of my eyes fully, he smiles at me and moves over to peck my lips.
"Good luck at work!" I add once he's headed to the door.
"Thanks love, I'll see you by dinner time." He says before stepping out of the room.
Stretching my body lazily on the large bed, I admire the soft feeling of the white sheets against the back of my body. I've always had this effect with things. The things I touch have an effect on me. I know how to admire and especially judge the touch.
Something Adam said was 'strange, yet teasingly hot' about me.
I've always admired the things I've touched and the people I've acquainted with, even if it's only been a handshake.
Finally pushing myself out of the comfortable bed, I push myself down on the floor and only manage to get two push ups done. I'll try harder tomorrow.
Actually no! Scratch that, I'm gonna go for a run today. I honestly feel really cheery and energetic this morning.
Opening up the closet doors, I pull out a pair of yoga pants and an Adidas sports bra. Once putting both on and my running shoes, I walk over to window and stick my hand out to check out the temperature. It's kind of fresh, so I decide to get my thin Adidas sweater.
Pulling my hair up in a ponytail, I step into the restroom and brush my teeth.
Finally leaving the bedroom, I walk downstairs and into the kitchen. It's really early and no one is in the kitchen yet.
I grab a protein bar I find inside the counter and a water bottle. Stepping out of the house through the wide back door. I start off by walking and eating the protein bar.
As I walk past the ice skate, I notice a trail that goes into the woods in the backyard. Taking the last bite of the bar, I put the trash wrapper in the pocket of my sweater, and begin my run taking the trail into the woods.
The water flops inside the bottle as I run. I admire how refreshing the day feels. Through the tall forest trees, I notice how bright, yet cloudy it actually is. Slowing myself a bit and jogging, I stare forward.
To do a bit more exercise to my body, I push my knees higher in front of me. As I continue to do this, I almost end up falling as I step on one of my undone shoelaces.
Coming to a complete stop, I bend down and fix up the shoelace.
"Nice view." I gulp down my saliva once I hear Harry's voice from behind.
I quickly stand up straight, but don't bother to turn around and watch him. I just stand there, frozen in my spot, cheeks flushed scarlet once I realize what I'm wearing. His comment just made it more intimidating to be wearing yoga pants.
I can imagine his eyes wandering all over my back, which makes me really nervous.
"Good morning Emma." I suddenly flinch a bit once I hear his voice right behind me. When did he move closer to me?
I swallow down my saliva and turn around. He's way to close! As I take my turn, I take a few steps far from him.
"Hi." Is all I say when I meet vision with his. The 'permanent smirk' reveals itself on his face, along with his deep dimples.
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FanfictionHarry Styles; a 21 year old boy who got whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted it. Anything he asked for was served on a silver plate. Emma Payne; a 21 year old girl who only ever thought of marrying someone mature enough and be a great wife. Adam...