Treadmill (Harry Styles) [COMPLETE] {EDITED}

Chapter 64

TOUR LIFE

Angie

I slowly wake up as the sunlight glistens on my face. I look to my left to see that Harry's arms are wrapped around me and his legs on top of my thighs. His long hair covering his beautiful face resting on my bosom.

I slowly remove Harry's arm that's wrapped around me and slide out of the bed. I put my pyjama pants on and a shirt on, remembering that both Harry and I didn't sleep with our clothes on. I head to the bathroom to wash my face and to get myself fixed. I walk back into the room to see that Harry's still asleep. I head back to bed and check my phone. I reply to the messages that were necessary.

Minutes later, I hear Harry groan. I look at him and he's scratching his eyes.

"Good morning, grumpy pants," I leave a kiss on his forehead,

"Hey," He smiles and wraps his arms around my waist. "Last night was fun," He whispers in his raspy morning voice.

"It was. You're not wearing anything, Harry." I can't help but giggle, he gets his boxers and puts them on under the comforter.

Harry smiles at me and reaches out for his phone. I see him tapping, as if replying to messages.

"They're expecting us for breakfast downstairs." He leaves a kiss on my lips, gets up and stretches. He heads to the bathroom and soon I hear the shower.

Moments later, I take a shower and Harry's busy changing. After breakfast, we're heading to Tampa for the second to the last show. After that, Harry's going to come home with me to Sarasota and spend some time there before he goes back to the UK. And then he's heading out to New York with me for the Volleyball tournament that my team and I are attending for three days. Needless to say, Harry's going to be there supporting me.

I change into my high waist jeans, a white tank top tucked in with Harry's plaid shirt. I pack my bag and help Harry pack his bag as well. We head downstairs with our luggage in our hands. We put our bags in the tour bus first before meeting up with breakfast with everyone else.

Breakfast was filled with small talk and preparations for the Tampa show. The entire time, it was just the girls talking and the guys talking about their last two shows and their plans after the tour. Liam and Sophia are heading back to the UK. Louis is flying to LA to meet his family for a little holiday. Niall is flying to Ireland to meet up with his folks and Zayn is going back to London.

My parents insisted that Harry should stay with us for some time before he heads back to the UK. My parents will also be attending their last Where We Are Tour Concert in Miami and then we can all head back to Sarasota together the next day.

By eleven in the morning, we've gotten in the bus and are headed to Tampa. Harry's laying down, his head resting on my lap while he scrolls through Twitter and Instagram. Louis is busy on his laptop, earphones one, quite concentrated. Niall's talking to Lou. Liam and Sophia are across us conversing. And Zayn is in bed catching up some sleep.

I put my earphones on and start to listen to music and try to catch a small cat nap until we reach Tampa. Harry notices me yawning and gets up. He sticks his hand out and I take it with my small ones. He leads me to the bedroom area of the tour bus and I get in one of the bunk beds, Harry follows me. I'm surprised we can fit in one. Harry closes the curtain and wraps his arm around me. He kisses my cheek and soon I fall into a nap.