Out for a jog (Harry styles fanfic)

Chapter 3

Okay so I'd like to say that I am very busy. With Easter tomorrow and yeah. So I will write whenever I can :) Also can you guys follow my 1D page @harrysjokebook on IG along with maybe my personal @elenaladd :) Thanksss x)

I got home and threw my backpack on my bed. Today was such a weird day. I walked over to my little mirror/ table in the corner of my room and sat down. At least when 4 O'clock comes I can go out for my usual jog. It's always nice to get away and breathe in the nice, cool air when your feeling stressed.

So that's why I jog like every day.

I walked over to my closet and pulled out some blue sweat pants and a t-shirt that was white and blue and had the words AERO across the front. I pulled off my school clothes and threw them on the floor. I'll pick them up later... maybe.

I pulled on my work out clothes and slipped on some white socks and a pair of tennies that were black and white and really comfortable. I grabbed a hair band and pulled my hair into a ponytail, leaving a few strand hanging in the front. Before heading out I grabbed my iPod and my headphones and left.

  It was really chilly today, but whatever. I won't feel the cold while I'm jogging and sweating. I started my pace off slow as I ran down the alleyway. I hummed along to one of my favorite songs She looks so perfect by Five Seconds Of Summer. It is a really nice song to jog to.

As I'm jogging I realize that there is glass everywhere. I wonder why... I feel like someone is watching me though. It seems like every time I pass this alleyway I feel like this. It's just creepy. But whatever, I never liked alleyways anyway.

  I felt a tap on my shoulder so I turned around. Oh... It's Harry... great. I can see him moving his lips but I can't hear him... wow his lips sure are beautiful. They're a really pretty shade of pink and when he talks you can see his dimples and ugh it's just perfect. How can one be so perfect, I'll never know.

He waves his hand in front of my face and I snap out of my

gaze and pull one of my headphones out.

"Yes?" I snap... not too rudely though.

"Well I was just heading out and I saw you and um.... there's a car behind you and they were honking but I guess you didn't realize"

I look past his shoulder and there was an old man in a blue van looking very mad.

"Oops" I say and move out of the way while the old man zooms past me.

"Sorry!" I yell, hoping he hears me. Harry snickers.

"Um thanks for telling me... I would have never heard him" I laugh softly.

"It's all good" he smiles "Are you jogging or something" he asks.

"Yeah I am. I do everyday, it's helps keep me relaxed"

"Oh, I used to jog a lot, I guess I should start doing it more often" he runs his hands through his hair

"Would you mind if I eh... joined you?" he asked nervously.

"Erm, why not" I said.

He smiles and pulls out his phone and some headphones and puts them in his ears

"Alright. Ready when you are" he says.

I smile and slowly start to jog.

Harry paces himself right next to me.

   This isn't weird at all... I say to myself. He's just a boy.. No biggie right?

I looked down at the ground and over a little at his legs. Wow, does that boy have some fine legs... they're better than any legs I've ever seen on a man... it even a women.

Right when I'm in the middle of my thought I find myself tripping and falling down.

As I hit the ground I feel something pierce into my knee. It feels like a knife just went into me.

I cry out in pain as I push myself to sit on my butt. Harry runs back to me and I can barely hear him again. He reaches over and pulls my headphone out of my ears.

"Oh my are you alright? How'd you fall? Where does it hurt?" he looks at me like he is worried.

"It's in my knee..." I wince in pain "I think something went in my knee and it hurts" I cry out, tears falling down my cheeks. Geez I'm acting like I'm 5 I know... but it really does hurt.

"Mind if I look?" he asks.

I shake my head.

He slowly rolls up my sweatpants right where my knee is. He makes a painful face and makes a "ssss" sound.

"Is it bad?" I ask

"Yeah" he says "You must have fell on a piece of glass because there's some in your knee and its rather deep" he touches it softly.

"Ow!" I wince and pulls my leg back

"Sorry, sorry!" he says.

"It's alright, it just hurts"

"Come on, you can go to my place and I'll take a better look and maybe get it out and clean it up alright?"

"Alright" I nod my head.

He wraps his arms under mine and helps me up. I lean on him for support and I awkwardly hop alongside him towards his place.

"I have some medic supplies so you should be all good."

"Thanks a lot" I smile at him and lean against the wall for support as he unlocks his door.

 

    He comes back and pulls me with him into his apartment. What a gentleman he is.

We head into his bathroom and he helps me to sit on top of his sink.

I just sit there and wait while he goes and gets his supplies. The house smells just like him. And it's wonderful.

I look around the and see just the usual guy stuff. Face shaving cream, razors, Deodorant, Cologne, Shampoo and conditioner.

The door opens and Harry walks in with a little first aid kit.

He pulls out some tweezers and peroxide, wrap and antibiotic ointment. He walks over to me sits on the toilet with the lid down.

"Put your leg on my leg please" I obey him and slowly move my leg onto his.

"Okay this may hurt, so if you need to you can squeeze my hand or my shoulder or whatever. Whatever works for you"

I nod and take in a deep breathe.

He puts the tweezers to my knee and connects it to the tip of the glass.

"On the count of 3"

"1"

"2"

Oh no. This is gonna hurt. I quickly grab his other hand that isn't holding the tweezers.

"3"