A Rock And A Hard Place (Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 2: Something about this boy

Chapter 2: Something about this boy

Rhiannon’s P.O.V

I stare deep into his eyes, his marvellous piercing green eyes. There was just something about him that intrigued me but I don’t know what it was. As I stared deep into his eyes I could feel him looking back and I could just grab him and kiss him. I wasn’t sure why though; I only just met him so I decided against it. I leaned right in close to his ear and whispered “I need to get to the fridge”.

Harry’s P.O.V

As she leaned in and whispered in my ear, I didn’t hear what she said at first, I was frozen in position trying to fight the urge to just kiss her and make her mine, which doesn’t even make sense as I only met her, I don’t even know her name, I didn’t even know how she felt. Then her words sunk in and I realised I was standing u against the fridge blocking her path. I quickly stepped aside apologising as I did. She just smiled and opened the fridge door. I watched her carefully as she took an apple and a banana from the fridge. “Can you get me the peanut butter in that cupboard please?” she asked me and I nodded too eagerly and quickly retrieved it. She took it from me smiled a thank you and started putting spoonfuls of peanut butter onto her cut up apple and banana in a bowl, I was slightly disgusted but also pleasantly surprised. She saw my expression and offered me some with a cheeky grin, I laughed and shook my head. She sat down at the table in the centre of the room with her “lunch” and I made my way over. “Mind if I take a seat” I asked nodding to the seat next to her. “Free country” she said without even looking up. If I did this to most other girls they would probably freak out because Harry Styles just wants to sit down like an ordinary guy. It was refreshing to be treated like I was just a nobody from where ever but it was also disappointing because from all the other times, this was the time I wanted a girl that I don’t know to be excited that I’m there. Not because I like the whole fame thing but because I was excited that she was there.

Rhiannon’s P.O.V

As he sat down next to me I felt a slight flutter in my stomach. I might not be caught up in the directioner bubble, I have been stuck in way too many bubbles before, but this was Harry Styles non- the-less. I pretended like I wasn’t fazed by his presence and continued eating. We sat in silence for a while until he spoke up. “Hi, I’m Harry, I don’t think we’ve actually properly met” he smiled and stuck out his hand to me. I smiled back and shook his hand “Rhiannon” I replied and let go of his hand; he did have incredibly soft hands for a boy I must admit. “So… why’d you get into the gym business?” he asked curiously. I froze when all the memories came flooding back for just a second but I pushed them back, “I just thought it would be fun I guess” I lied, I never told anyone except Kate, my best friend, what the real reasons were so I was definitely not going to tell Harry. “I would ask you how you got into the singing business but that’s a well-known fact.” I said and slightly laughed to myself. “So you do know who I am” he said with a smirk on his face. I blushed and quickly walked over to the sink to wash my dishes. He laughed and got up from his chair and stood next to me while I washed my bowl.

Harry’s P.O.V

I’m not going to lie, I was quite pleased when she said she knew who I was and then got all embarrassed, I mean I’ve been embarrassed since I got into this kitchen so it was good to see the roles reversed. As she washed her bowl she didn’t look up at me, I say look up because there was a quite obvious height difference between us, I guess she was still embarrassed or something. Just as I was about to say something some guy came into the room. “Umm, excuse me Rhiannon but your lunch break ended about 3 minutes ago.” He stated, he annoyed me almost immediately. She placed her bowl in the rack to dry and slowly turned to him. “Sorry, I was just quickly washing up” she stated. He looked her up and down and licked his lips, I was ready to punch this guy straight in the nose but I restrained myself. “So how many classes do you have left love?” he asked her taking a step forward, she stood her ground and looked him straight in the eye, showing no signs of intimidation. He was taller than her, no as tall as me though, but she didn’t seem to care. “I think one so I can go home early” she smiled and started to walk towards the door. He grabbed her wrist to stop her, “in that case why don’t we grab a bite to eat?” he asked looking down at her, but clearly not into her eyes. I was disgusted by this pervert but I couldn’t do anything about it, she wasn’t mine… yet. “Umm, whatever.” She simply stated and his smile grew into one that the Cheshire cat would be jealous of. “Pick you up at 7 then" he winked before looking over at me and exiting the room. She turned to me just as he left. “Who’s that prick?” I asked her, “the bosses son Tony, but he is completely harmless” she assured me as though she knew what I was thinking. I nodded. “Well I’ve got to go now” she said and headed towards the door. “Will I see you tomorrow?” I blurted out without even thinking, she looked over her shoulder “maybe” she smiled teasingly and left me there.

Rhiannon’s P.O.V

Great, now I have a date with Tony when I just really wanted to go home and watch T.V under a big blanket with some ice cream or something. But I knew if Tony was happy the boss is happy and then all the employees can be in peace while it lasts. Mr. Rogers is a great boss, but if he is in a crappy mood then we suddenly have longer hours and shorter lunch breaks because “time is money”. “Oh Rhiannon, just the person I wanted to see.” Speak of the devil; I turned to see Rogers walk towards me. “Hello Mr. Rogers.” I smiled. “Rhiannon, I know you need to get to your class but I just wanted to remind you that we get a lot of male customers,” I nodded in agreement, “but there are a lot of other gyms in the area, so we need a special weapon,” he paused, “You Rhiannon.” I gasped, “Sir?” I questioned completely confused. “Rhiannon you know yourself that you are probably one of the best trainers we have here but you are also one of the most attractive,” he spoke awkwardly “what I’m trying to say is that you should turn your flirt on, nothing motivates a man more than a female.” He laughed. "You understand?” he asked. I nodded quickly, “good” and with that he turned at his heel and walked off. I was quite surprised by his request to be honest but I didn’t see anything wrong with some harmless flirting, I mean it’s not like I’m going to fall in love with any of these guys, I’m not going to let love slip into my heart that easily again.

After my last class I grabbed my to towel and gym bag and headed home to get ready for my…date. I was looking forward to it but I didn’t have any proper plans so what the hell. When I got home I had a quick shower and pulled on a blue denim dress with some platforms. I straightened my hair and applied light natural make-up. Just as I was finishing off packing my handbag I heard a knock at the door. I sighed and made my way over to the door. There stood Tony in a jean and purple polo shirt with a white rose in his hand. “Hi Rhiannon, here you go” he said with a smile. I took the rose and thanked him placing it in water. It was sweet but I have become completely numb to those kinds of gestures, they are only used to reel you in. It’s like bait when you go fishing; all the cute sweet stuff is used like to worm to lure the fish in. The fish falls gullibly for the bait and then gets hooked. Some are lucky to escape while others are reeled in to realise it was a trap and everything fades away. Your air is taken and you die a little inside every time you realise how stupid you were to fall for the bait but it’s too late. “You ready to go?” Tony said snapping me out of my thoughts. I nodded and we drove mostly in silence on the way there, we didn’t have much to talk about accept work really. We stopped at this little restaurant just a block away from my favourite beach which was nice. We shared a pizza at the place as it was well-known for the dish. After dinner we decided to walk over the pier, as we walked Tony kept rambling about how much he was lifting, which I knew were mostly lies because he looked like I could even snap him. I laughed at some of his jokes which only encouraged him to continue. I felt his hand brush against mine and take it in his. I couldn’t help but notice how much rougher his hands were compared with Harry’s. Harry, his image flashed in my mind, there was something about that boy that I couldn’t figure out but desperately wanted to. I pulled my hand slowly out of Tony’s grip. He looked over at me and disappointment flashed through his eyes but he smiled, “Don’t worry about it” he laughed and we kept walking until about 10 when he took me home.

“I had a good time Rhiannon” he said as he parked in my driveway, “Me too” I smiled and got out of the car, waved and went inside the house. I genuinely did have a good time but I probably would skip on another date for a while. As I walked in I saw Kate on the couch with tear stained cheeks fast asleep. I looked to the TV to see the credits of the notebook playing. I swear she watched it every night. I personally never seen it, I’m not into those kind of films. I tip-toed to my room got changed and got under the comfort of my own cover. I decided that tomorrow I would make a point to get to know more about Harry, whether it’s through Kate who seemed to know every detail about them or Harry himself.