* Y/N stands for your name *
I pulled on my converse and tied the laces.
Calum was stood by the hotel door, waiting for me as he warmed up your doing star jumps.
"Come on Y/N," he urged.
"Alright, alright I'm coming," I replied.
I stood up and made my way over to him, and he grinned.
We walked together, side by side, out of the hotel room, shutting the door behind us.
We got to the elevators and clambered into the empty one.
"Thanks for finally agreeing to come jogging with me," he said, with a smile.
"Well I couldn't say no when you kept asking could I," I laughed.
Since I'd arrived, Calum had none stop hassled me to come jogging with him.
As much as I would have loved to go with him, I preferred doing my exercising alone.
My daily jogging was the only time I could really be alone.
When I wasn't here with the boys, I was back home and sharing a flat with my best friend, Jane.
And she was always around.
Don't get me wrong, I loved the girl to pieces, but she didn't understand the idea of personal space.
Luckily I'd snapped up a best friend who despised exercise of any kind, therefore I was able to jog alone.
Now I had a jogging buddie.
And if it had to be anyone, I wouldn't have picked Calum.
It wasn't that I didn't like Calum, I loved the guy.
He was one of my best friends.
The only reason I wouldn't have picked him is because I have a major crush on him.
And jogging with Calum meant seeing him in a tank top, glistening in sweat and his biceps pulsing.
He was a sight, a beautiful sight, one that I had trouble to stop looking at.
And to top it off, at the end of every work out, he hugged me tightly and I had trouble not breathing in deeply.
But that wasn't even the worst of it.
He'd then proceed to pull of his shirt, giving me a perfect view of his chest.
And then he'd go on to take the water bottle he carried in his hands, emptying the remaining contents on his head and chest.
That was something that created a tingle between my thighs.
"Y/N. Hello, you there," Calum chuckled, as he waved a hand in front of my face.
I blinked a few times, brining myself back and glanced at him.
He was smiling down at me, his hands on his hips.
"You daydreaming about me again," he teased.
I scoffed, brushing the hair off my shoulder and laughed once.
"As if. You know I'm all about Ashton," I teased.
His eyes closed into slits, his mouth formed into a tight line and his jaw clenched.
"I don't know why you like Ash so much," he huffed.
I just laughed as he joked about once again, pretending he was jealous.

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Imagines (5SOS and 1D)
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