Harry Styles Imagines || no. 2

7| Running

(Requested)

Every weekend, Harry and I would work out together usually on weekdays, when we work out, we do it separately due to us being busy with our work.

We chose to go out for a run today since it was pretty calming and early so no one might notice us when we leave the house.

I changed into a white top, sports bra underneath and black leggings along with my white running shoes.

While tying my hair up, I felt someone smack my ass from behind, I turned around to see Harry smirking.

I playfully roll my eyes. Harry's hair was held with a clip, to keep his hair from blocking his view. He's wearing a sweater, underneath the sweater was a grey tank top, a pair of shorts and running shoes.

"Ready?" He asked, I nodded giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

...

We are running around the park when I stopped, getting exhausted. Harry was in front, he stopped running when he saw that I wasn't beside him.

He turned around and ran towards me, panting.

"You okay?" He asked, stretching his legs, I shook my head.
"Nope. How on earth are you not exhausted?!" I exclaimed, out of breath. He laughed.
"I run every morning when you're still sleeping," He explained.

I saw a park bench and sat on it, sighing with relief. Harry sat beside me.

"Give me five minutes and I'll run again." I patted his lap, exhaling.

...

We eventually got home, I immediately took off my running shoes.

"Do you want water?" I heard Harry in the kitchen yell. I walked to the kitchen, thanking Harry for the water, and drinking it.

Harry took off his sweater to reveal his muscular arms and toned body.

"Woah." I grinned, staring at him.
"What?" He glanced at me weirdly, wiping his sweaty face.

I shake my head and finished my water.

"Nothing," I stated, still staring at my handsome boyfriend.