The Boxing Ring ( a Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter 3

Erin's P.O.V

*3 weeks later*

The bruises finally left my arms but Jamie has been fighting me. But Harry has noticed. For the last two weeks he as asked about the bruises but why. He doesn't fucking care in the first place so why ask. I already was on my way to work with my phone on and fighting with Jamie.

" You know what Jamie it's over!" I screamed it to the phone as anger pulled through my veins.

" Good. I fucking hate you in the first place. Now you can go back to fucking that asshole at your gym you fucking whore"  He yelled outraged into the phone.

I felt like crying. Or punching my hand through the wall. When I got to work Harry called to cancel that he wasn't going to come today. I didn't know how I felt though. I really didn't want it hear his bullshit but I also wanted someone here with me.I checked the clock. 7pm. I didn't mind I was hurt and I needed to get the anger off my head and my aching body. I dropped my stuff off and walked into the gym.I plugged in my phone and put on How from the band The Neighborhood. I put on my gloves and walked up to the punching bag.Tears started to fall as I punched the bag. Faster and faster my fist it the bag. Tears fell faster. 2 years broken, wasted and never getting back.

 Harry's p.o.v

I walked in the gym. I wasn't going to come but In tonight but something told me to. Also because I never got a answer yet from Erin about the bruises on her wrist. I walked up to the gym to practice.I could hear the soft beat of music from outside the door. I walk in to hear the music blasting through the room. I looked around. I saw Erin. A smile formed on my face as she small frame in front of me.  She was a good 5,8 He blonde hair knotted and her eyes red and puffy. The smile fell from my lips crushed from the sight. She had tears falling from her eyes. Her small arms looking smaller in the oversized gloves. Her hands punching the bag as hard as she could. I felt something. Pain. Guilt.

I don't know why but it hurt to see her upset. She was crying. Tears kept falling. She punched the bag a few more times before just banging her hands against it.The white singlet she was wearing was slightly wet from the tears. I noticed it had black a rib cage on the front with a dark red Broken heart she wore black shorts and red Jordan's.I felt like walking up and holding her. But then I did. I slowly walked up to the crying girl who slid and fell to the floor on her knees.I walked faster practically running till I fell to the floor next to her and pulled her close into my arms. It wasn't awkward. She fit perfectly in my arms. Her small hands scrambled to yank the gloves off. Each glove fell before she pressed herself to my chest. Her fingers softly griped my shirt. I combed my fingers through the knotted blond hair.After a while she settled down and she looked up at me. She pulled back from my hold.

" I'm sorry" she whispered. She wiped her eyes as some of the eyeliner she was wearing covered her cheeks. She whipped her face off removing the makeup that was ruined.

"It's ok. But are you?" I smiled slightly.

She stood up and quickly wiped her eyes again. " I'm fine don't worry about it" she sniffled I looked in to her hazel eyes. She looked away and walked toward the ring.

"So what are you doing here?" She said looking back at me.

"I told you I was coming in."

"But you called in and said you weren't coming." She looked confused.

" No but whatever." I lied as I got in the ring. "What happened tonight" I asked being friendly.  She looked at me. "What do you mean?" "Well you were just crying an-." She cut me off before I could finish. "No reason." the blunt but cold answer fell from her soft pink lips. This girl is now getting on my nerves."I dont like it when people lie to me, tell me Erin." I growled being honest."Why would I tell you Harry? From day one you didn't care." She said as her voice was raising fast." I just wanted to know because you looked pissed off and you were sobbing, unless you did all of this for me to put my arms around you!" I smirked but still enraged with her salty attitude "Yea Harry I started to cry and realizing that I truly love you and I wanted you to put your arms around and say everything's going to be alright so can feel whole again" she said as sarcasm dripped from her voice.

"Can't you just tell me, it's not like I'm going to use it against you." I said as my voice started to raise."Oh, I'm so sorry but can you rip you head out of your ass I can't hear you correctly!" She yelled. I walked up to her climbing in to the ring as she was leaning against the ropes. "Why am I this big fucking jerk? I never did anything to hurt you. But I'm a fucking dickhead when I ask a fucking question?" I say now yelling.She stepped back. " Because it's none of your fucking business Harry" she yelled.

"If you weren't such a stubborn ass you would see that I'm just try-" she cut me off by pulling me into a kiss. I felt electric shoot through my veins. My hands slipped to her waist as I lifted her slightly and sat her on the top rope. Her legs wrapped around my waist. Wait I'm kissing her? She Hates me I thought. But I hate her  . . I think.

Erin's P.O.V

" If you weren't such a stubborn ass you would see that I'm just try-" I cut him off with a kiss.

I felt something. It's not just the fireworks in my head that were going off.

Stop Erin you don't like him.

But he was right I always push away help. Harry's hands fell to my waist and picked me up and sat me on the top rope. I wrapped my legs around his waist. I tangled my fingers in to his soft curls. His grip tighten on my waist. I wanted this kiss to last but why? I didn't like Harry but then I did.

His hands slid up my shirt. He licked my bottom lip for a entrance but I denied. He slowly lifted my shirt. I tugged on his curls. He moaned and squeezed my bum causing me to gasp slightly. He took this time to slip his tongue into my mouth. He pulled my shirt off. He pulled back slightly and looked at me. His hands roamed my upper body but I pushed him off. Could feel his eyes burning in to mine. He pulled me back into a kiss. I pulled off his white t-shirt. He kissed down my jaw and to my neck. Soft paints escape from my mouth. His hand roamed up to the black lace bra clasp. He kissed me again not breaking the kiss as he fumbled with the clasp.

The gym door opened.

" What the bloody fuck is going on here.?" A scream filled the gym

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AN

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