What Humans Do

The world of gymnastics is a cruel one and when you get injured on the job you will be seen as easy prey. That's exactly what happened to me. I'm on the UK's Olympic Gymnast team and one day it's all taken from me when I left the gym on a stretcher. Now, I'm fighting my way back to the top of my team. That's the whole point of this whole stunt. Everything with him was perfect, but I couldn't allow that. I could only be with him for a year and a half. That's it. That's the whole point of this publicity stunt, to get back to the top, not to fall for each other. I would NOT, under any circumstnaces, let myself fall in love with Harry Styles.


24. Breakfast With The Styles'

"So, Rue, Harry's already told us pleanty about you, but tell us about you."

I looked up from my breakfast and looked at Anne, who asked me to tell me about myself. "Well, I'm a gymnast, on the UK Olympic Team. I'm from Romania, where all of my family still lives. I have a cat and a hamster, who I love whole-heartedly."

Gemma looked up at me with excited eyes. "You're from Romania!? Why don't you have a full accent, it's only a slight one? And how are you on our team instead of Ramania's?"

"Well, I lived in Romania up until I was about six and then my mum and dad moved up England. I would go back to visit any time I had a break from my schooling or my training. I still speak romanian fluently, I have to, the only family that knows any english is my parents and my siblings. And since I did all my training up here I was put on the UK team."

Gemma was comptely immorsed in what I was saying. It was like she was hearing a fairytale! "What's it like down where you lived?"

"I lived in the capitol, Constanta. It was really beautiful. I lived in a big home, the Rotar Manor, and since Constanta is at a sea port, I lived by water. When we moved to England we still kept the house since all our family lived in Bucharest which is the capitol. And we all loved that house too much to let it go. I really miss it so I can't wait to get back."

I had been looking down without even realising it. Remembering my childhood home made me want to go back more than I ever have before. I missed all of my friends. "I remember that at one point I had gone to the school there because my parents didn't want to leave when I was 17." I laughed to myself at the memory.

"Do you still go back to visit a lot?"

"Well, not as much as you'd think. I have a lot of training now so my time is kind of restricted."

Harry, who had been eating since he already knew everything about me, looked up and said,"you know, that reminds me. I've been meaning to tell yout hat we're going to Romania sooner than two months. I want to see it! And you seem to miss it. I've cleared it with Gretta, your parents, and your coach already. I was going to make it a surprise, but I figured I may as well tell you now. We're for the week next week. Right before I leave for tour. And we're going back when we are playing down there."

My mouth dropped open and my eyes were glued on Harry. Other than the smile on his face, he was acting like it wasn't a big deal. Which is really was to me, but in a good way."Are you serious?!"

I guess he thought I was mad because his smile shifted to a slight frown. "We don't have to go if you don't want too..."

"Of course I want to go! I just can't believe you'd do that! I'm not mad or anything. Thank you so much!" Harry was sitting to my left so I looked at him and smilied, not really sure how to thank him. His family was in front of us so I didn't want to kiss him or anything and I just really didn't know how to thank him for that.

I just sat there until Harry leaned over and kissed my cheeck, which made my cheecks get very rosy and said in my ear, "anything for the woman I love."

When he said that I just gave him a side glance and smiled. I'm not sure if it was a fake smile or a real one. That's the first time he had said the 'L word' since we first 'got together' for the real part. I don't know why I thought it was a fake smile either. I just don't know a lot of things.

Realisation hit me and I slowly turned my head towards Harry's family, who I had completely forgotten about. All of them were wearing smilies on their face like Harry had just proposed to me.

Everyone just sat there and starred until Harry cleared his throat and said "So, how's everything been up here?"

This must've snapped everyone out of the dewey minded trance they were all in because their heads all turned in his direction, even though it was Anne who had been the one to speak up. "It's been quiet. You know how it is around here. And I ran into Ellie the other day! She asked me about you. I told her you were coming into town and I invited her to dinner tonight. I hope that's alright?"

I turned to see that Harry looked as if he had just seen a ghost. His mouth was hanging open, eyes were bugged out, and the color was washed from his face. I tilted my head to him with a questioning look as his graze left his mothers and went to mine. "She can't come over," was his simple reply.

Anne's face was a surprised one. "And why's that? There is no sore feelings with her towards you, and I hope you wouldn't have any with her!"

I could tell that Harry was starting to transition from shock to anger. "Mum, she's not coming over. She will act terrible to Rue and I won't tolerate it. No. I don't have any sore feelings with her. I just care about Rue too much to have Ellie around her."

"She's coming over, Harry, whether you like it or not."

"Fine, then Rue and I won't be there."

"Yes, you will."

"Want to bet?" I had never seen Harry act this protective over me to anyone, let alone his mum. The one person who he had to call everyday and talk to for an hour.

"I'm not betting anything. You will be there. Like it or not, she's coming over. She's a nice girl."

"With a big ego and an over protective attitude."

"She's coming over. That's the end of it."

Harry rolled his eyes and everyone else just sat there in an awkward silence. Anne turned and began to talk to Gemma and I knew Harry was too make to talk to so I just scooted my chair over a little bit and grabbed his hand in an effort to comfort him without words.

I hadn't really talked to Joe much since I had been here. I could tell his was an observer rather than a talker, much like me. I turned to face Joe and smilied. "Joe, do you have any idea what the plan is for today?"

Joe was picking at the remains of his breakfast when he turned to face me. "I think we're going to Greater Manchester and going to the Trafford Centre. I'm not too sure, though. Anne changes her mind a thousand times a day!" We both laughed and then it was quiet again.

Anne was nice enough to pay for our breakfast and we left to go to the Trafford Centre.

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