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.


30. Over Our Heads

"Harry... I think we may be a little bit over our heads..." I said to Harry as we were getting ready to go out for the night. We had just finished our night with my family and everything wen perfectly. I think some of my family even tried to learn some english for him. They all loved him, which didn't surprise me. He could win over a rock if he tried.

Harry's head slowly looked up at me. I was standing infront of the mirror so he was making contact with my reflection because I was too much of a coward to turn around and face him. "What do you mean?"

I gave a look of sympathy. I knew coming here was a terrible idea. I knew the moment he stepped foot into my home I would have my fear come rushing back to me like I was at a race and stepped out to the track during the middle of it. My fear of committment to a good guy. My fear of actually loving someone and, in return, they love me. Everything was scaring me.

I didn't mean to say it, it just came out. If I was in a right state of mind and excused myself to allow some thinking time I never would have said it. "We're moving too fast. We need to end things before I hurt you. I just don't love you the way you want me to yet."

I hated myself the moment I said it. Partially because I had said it and partially because of how I said it. It came out a lot angrier and careless than I ever would have intended.

My hand immediately flew up to my mouth and my eyes bugged out of my head. My head started to shake back in forth to show I didn't mean it because I didn't trust myself to speak anymore.

Harry didn't know what to say either. He just stood there, reflecting my face. I had finally turned around to face him. I owed him a lot more, but for the moment, my face was all I could give.

"Wh-what?" Harry sounded like he didn't know whether to be angry or to cry.

"No, Harry, I didn't mean it like that! I promise!"

"Then what did you mean?!"

I breathed in like I was about to say something but I just couldn't find the words. What I had said, I did mean. But I meant that I didn't love him how he loved me yet. Meaning to give me some time to think before expecting anything from me.

"Exactly. You meant what you said." Harry had decided his mood. Pure anger.

His anger only added fuel to my short anger fuse. I shot back at him "I told you we shouldn't have done this! This-this whole relationship crap! This isn't just my fault! If you could have just kept your feelings to yourself we wouldn't be standing here in Romania fighting in our room! We would be back in England watching movies with everyone! I could have kept everything to myself! You did this! You ruined everything!"

Good job, Rue. Make things worse! I have no idea how I managed to turn this whole thing on him.

"Are you being serious, Rue? It's my fault? You are the one who said 'I love you' first! You are the one who even agreed to all this! Relationships aren't one way streets! This isn't just my fault! You could have said no! I would've moved on! I shouldn't have fallen for someone like you."

My lower jaw hung open and I could feel the tear start to form in my eyes but I quickly pushed them back, not letting him have the satisfying feeling of making me cry. "Like me? What's so wrong with me? Along the way, there was obviously something good about me. But, that doesn't matter anymore because this conversation is done. Go have a drink with yourself tonight."

I grabbed my hoodie, phone, and tennis shoes and walked towards the door. On my way, I walked past Harry and he grabbed my wrist. "Rue, I didn't mean that. I'm just angry. Please, don't leave. We need to figure this out now."

His calmness ruined whatever fuse I had left because I snapped. My hand collided with his cheeck, leaving a red imprint. "Why would you want to talk to someone like me?"

I turned on my heel, and I didn't look back. I just ran down the stairs and walked out the door. I had no idea where I was going to go, but I needed to go somewhere away from here.


Everything was starting to get too boring, no drama. So, here we are :) Drama is in!

Hope you guys like it! Comment and tell me what you think should happen so I can get some different ideas!


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