Harry Styles Shots

33. Misunderstanding.

Harry's P.O.V:

I took a sip from my water bottle before tying my shoe laces. I put my ear buds in my ears then I played some music, picker up my water bottle and headed out of my house.

I started running through my quite neighbrohood and within 15 mintues I arrived to the gym.

I opened the door to the small gym and greeted Josh, the guy who sits on the front desk who I had become familiar with. I headed inside the gym and there was only two people. A middle aged guy and 40 year old looking woman. Good.

Don't get me wrong, I love my fans and meeting them, but sometimes I need some alone me time because I rarely get that.

I put away the towel that was around my neck before heading to the traidmail and starting it. I played some Queen songs while I was running that I didn't notice or hear the door of the gym opening, but I noticed that when I saw a girl's figure walking behind me, I didn't see anything else but her hair so I didn't pay attention to her at all.

Few minutes later, she came beside me and put her hair in a ponytail before lifting her black hair up. Now I noticed how she looked like and wow. She's beautiful. She had very long eyelashes that surrounded her brown eyes. Eyebrows were thick and neat and her mouth was pinkish. She had a tan skin and a small nose.

I shook my head, I have no time to check someone out.

I kept running on the traidmail and so did she, but then I couldn't help but stare at her. Her body was slim and in shape, and I don't like talking about woman's bodies because that's disrespectful. I shook my head again, no Harry.

After a few minutes, she stopped her traidmail and took her phone out before opening the camera app and pointing it towards the mirror in front of us, she took the picture which clearly included ME. I clenched my jaw, guess looks aren't so important anyways cause she didn't respect my privacy and now she's gonna post it and some people are gonna come over here, I planned to stay here a bit longer but I guess I can't, unless...

I took off of my headphones and looked at her to see that she was putting her stuff away and started to pick some clothes from her bag. I stopped my traidmail and headed to her, I tapped her shoulder which made her turn around and gave me a sweet smile which made me kinda giddy but that's not the time.

"Hi, can I help you?" She asked politely.

"Hello, I'm sorry to say this but I couldn't help but notice that you took a picture of me without my contest so please delete it if you could."

She furrowered her brows. "But I didn't take any picture of you."

That angered me more cause I really hate it when people lie. "Listen ma'am, I'm not trying to be rude or anything but you can't just take pictures of me and then lie that you didn't."

She looked angry now. "That's because I didn't. Why would I even take a picture of you?" She said harshly.

"Miss please can you just delete the photo to get it over with?" I sighed.

"Listen there, sir, I didn't take any pictures of you. Pardon me but it's not like you're anyone important, alright? I just don't go around taking pictures of strangers."

"Then why did you take a picture earlier?" I asked.

"Can't I take a picture of myself? Jesus." She rolled her eyes.

"Can I please see the photo so I can believe you." I held my hand out.

"No! Abosutley not. I didn't take a picture of you, you're not seeing my phone okay? I don't care what you think because I know what I did." She rolled her eyes again and bent down to pick her bag.

"Is there anything wrong sir?" William, the security guard of the gym stood beside me.

"No, it's just-" she cut me off.

"Yes, would you please tell this man that I did not take a picture of him?" She exclaimed that the other two people started looking at us.

William looked suspicious. "Can I please see your phone ma'am?"

"What? No! You people are sick." She said in disbelief.

"Just show us the phone so we can all forget about it." I said.

"Fine! Just because I don't wanna be in the same room as you anymore." She took out her phone before opening the gallery and showing me the picture which only included her....

I wasn't in the photo with her, shit.

I looked up at her to see her giving me a knowing look. "Happy now?"

"So?" William said.

"I'm not in it." I said with guilt.

William apologized to this girl which he received a glare from her and asked me if I need anything and I shook my head before walking away.

"Look I'm sorry, it's just that I'm-"

"Look, I don't care. Just for the next time, try to not be an asshole, alright?" She smiled saractially before picking up her clothes and heading to the showers.

I sighed and rubbed my eyes, feeling gulity that I had accused her of such thing when she did absoutely nothing wrong.

Ugh, this is fucked up.

I waited for a few mintues for her to finish her shower so I can apologize. After fifteen minutes, she walked out and her face hardened with she noticed me.

"What?" She hissed.

"Look, I get that you're angry with me, but you have to understand why I did that." She nodded her head for me to continue. "I'm a singer, okay? I don't wanna sound like a brat but I get chased down all the time and I haven't been feeling good lately and didn't want anyone to see me or see where I go to relax."

She looked at me intently and I continued. "I'm sorry I acted the way I did, but you have to understand my perspective, please."

She finally sighed before nodding her head in understatement. "I get it, but you need to be less harsh next time."

"You are right, you are right, I'm sorry." I looked down.

"It's alright, really it's no big deal." She smiled at me and I sighed in relief.

"Thank you." I smiled back. "And to make it up to you, how about I buy you a coffee?"

She smiled before letting out a laugh. "Sure, let me just grab my stuff." Then she grabbed her things.

"I'm Harry." I said shaking her hand.

"Nice to meet you Harry, I'm (Y/N)."

"Nice to meet you (Y/N)."

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Hey guys! I know took me long enough lol but here I am.

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