The Broken and Hurt (Niall Horan)

Chapter 2

Running. Your feet hit the ground in the rhythm of your heart. You feel the acheing in your legs, the sweat beading on your forehead, and cool air filling your lungs.  Run faster, push yourself harder. The music flowing inti your ears. i am at ease. I am free, i can go anywhere. 

The treadmill beeps letting me know that my five miles are though and i can begin the cool down. I ease myself from a run to a jog to a walk. I finsihed in an hour and 10 minutes. I take a long drink from my water bottle and throw on my jacket. I grab my bags and start to walk out to m car when the strap on my backpack breaks. i falls to the floor in a heap. I drop my sports bag and water bottle and pick up my broken bag. This damn strap wont go back into the buckle thing. 

" Are you having some trouble there?" A husky voice asks.

i look up to meet the askers eyes. Its Niall. "Y-yea i am. The strap broke."

His eyes glance over my sweat covered body. I just remebered im wearing spandex shorts and a sports bra with a jacket.  I must look like a slut or something. His pupils grow slightly wider than before. Holy Crap. I mean I dont have a supermodels body, but its muscular from all the running I do. Slightly visible six pack,  powerful legs and my arms are pretty nice I guess. 

"I seem to be helping you alot today." He states. HIs cheeks flush a little. 

"Well its not like im doing on purpose." Did I jus say that? Oh my god. now its gonna seem that I am doing this on purpose. 

He chuckles. It was one of the most beautiful sounds I have ever heard. Like a symphony of angels singing. " Gimme your bag. Ill fix it."

I hand it over and he fixes it in a matter of seconds. "Here ya go. It shouldnt break again." He gives it back, my hand brushes his as i grab it. Not to sound cliche but I felt a shock of something. 

"T-thanks Niall." 

"You know my name, but i dont know yours? Thats a bit rude."

"Im ELizabeth. But I go by Lizzie." 

"i like Elizabeth better. I have to go. Bye Elizabeth. Ill see you tomorrow"

"Bye Niall." I wave as he walks around the building. I usually hate it when people call me Elizabeth, but it sounded so right when he said it. Oh God Lizzie Snap out of it. You know that he is nothing but trouble.

I sigh quietly before picking up my stuff and walk to my car. My muscles are already sore. i have to be sure to stretch when I get home. I throw my stuff in the back seat and sit in the driver's seat and start the car. One of my all time favourite songs resonates through the speakers.  Holiday by Green Day. i drive home to 'I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies. This is the dawing of the rest of our lives. This is our lives on holiday.'

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hey guys!! Im gonna let you know now that there will be a lot of sog refernces becasue i love music and feel that certain lyrics make the chapter perfect. okay thats my side note. im excited i have so many ideas! AHH im done. byye  Oh wait! CHRISTMAS IS IN LESS THAN 3 DAYS!!!!

Emily xx