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.


21. The Drive

I looked at Harry and I just knew things wouldn't be the same till I told him how I felt. "Is that it then? I say give me a few days and you give me the cold shoulder?"

Harry, who hadn't said anything to me since we'd begun the journey to his families home, turned his eyes away from the road and looked at me with a mixture of anger and hurt written across his beautiful face. "You really don't understand the power of what you say to me, do you? I just spilled my heart to you and you say 'give me a few day'. You have no idea how much that killed me. We're perfect for each other and you know that, I just wish I knew what is holding back from something that has the potential to be perfect."

"And you don't get what you do to me either! You keep saying that you're in this just as much as I am yet you get mad when I say give me a few days. You don't even know how badly I wanted to run after you and say yes!"

Harry was face of sadness was washed away to one of pure anger. "Then why didn't you? Why didn't you come after me! I would've gone after you in a heart beat!"

Harry was practically screaming at me and I was preparred to give it right back to him. "Well, if you haven't noticed, I am NOTHING like you! I'm insecure and I keep to myself. Your the type of person I WISH I could be, but I'm not! I'm sorry I can't be ready for you the way you want me to be."

Harry had pulled the car over so we were parked in the parking space of a gas store. Before Harry could even finish, I grabbed my wallet and left the car, leaving a dumbfounded Harry Styles behind me.

I walked into the store and immediately weaved my way to where I wouldn't be seen if I started to cry, which I knew I wouldn't, but I didn't want to give Harry the satisfaction of knowing he worked me up. "Rue! This isn't over!" I heard Harry say in a soft voice behind me so we wouldn't draw attention.

"It is to me," I say as I begin to turn and walk away. Before I could fully walk away he grabbed my hand whipped my body around and grabbed my face with his hands.

"Can you just tell me, do I even have a chance?"

In that moment, I was so caught up with everything, everything that I thought would've fallen out of my mouth if he asked. He asked the right question, too. "You know you always did. I love you, Harry."

Harry's face was then crashed on top of mine and it was in perfect harmony. His lip and skin was soft and even though we wre in a gas station sharing a moment like this, it was perfect and I never wanted to leave him.

Eventually we had to seperate, for the stupid need of oxygen. "I love you too, Rue."


Harry gave me a confused face. "What?"

"Yes, I'll go out with you officially."

Harry smilied ear to ear and kissed me again, less intense this timem though. Needless to day, we left that gas station hand in hand for real and not just for a show this time.

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