Just Like a Stallion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 19

The arrival to the gym was timely, having five minutes to spare. I grabbed my bag and departed from the car, Harry doing the same.

"I might just have to become a member here if you get the job." Harry met up with me, placing his hand on the usual spot of my waist, a spot he's grown very familiar with. 

"And why's that?" I playfully questioned, my arm mimicking his own, wrapping around his back whilst we walked along the pathway. It's unexplainable how secure and protected I feel when he has his arm around my waist. Like the outside world blacks out and it's just me and him. Look at me, I give one smooch to him in public and I'm swooning over his kind actions towards me. 

He looked down at my face, presenting his dimpled smile.

 "I don't want to spend any moment away from you." 

I blushed at his words, finding the ground to be way more interesting than normal.

"Aw, Harry-"  I began.

"And I want to see that cute bum of yours go at it on a treadmill!"

There's cheeky Harry.

I gave a frisky shove to his shoulder as we approached the entrance. To which he responded by pinching my bum unexpectedly, releasing a squeal from me. 

"Hey! Easy there cowboy!" I turned, glaring him down.

"I like the sound of that... ride me cowgirl." he huskily whispered in my ear, humor very well prominent as he followed it with a snicker. I rolled my eyes, but giggled at his goofiness as we sauntered through the doors and advanced to the front desk. 

"Hey Cindy!" I happily greeted the woman behind the barrier. 

"Charlie! You made it! And who is this young man?" she spoke in her cheerful voice. Cindy owned the gym along with Brian, her "partner" as they so say. They don't like to admit it, but me and Tylor both know there's something going on between the two. Cindy was in her thirties , a prime time in her life, looking better than ever with her blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail and gorgeous brown eyes surrounded by lightly aged lines. 

"This is my- umm Harry." I paused, not quite sure if me and him were... well boyfriend and girlfriend. Sure we expressed our attraction to each other, but I have yet to get any more out of Harry. I felt myself getting a tad nervous as he  jumped in.

"Pleasure to meet you, yeah I'm her... Harry." he looked over at me, obviously judging my choice of words, finding humor within them.

"You look really familiar..." Cindy spoke, eyeing Harry closely.

"He's in a band- One Direction." I cut in before Harry got a chance to reply.

"Ah yes, that's it! My niece is a huge fan of yours. Do you mind maybe err signing something for her?"  she smiled with excitement.

"Of course," he beamed to her.

"Oh wonderful!" she eagerly exclaimed, wasting no time in collecting a pen and paper.

Harry happily took the items and proceeded with the autograph.

"Is Tylor here?" I asked, longing to punch him for not texting me back.

"I believe so, with another man too." she winked at me.

I returned a smile back to her but quickly frowned, wondering who the other man is. It couldn't be my barn Callum, could it? When we had our encounter with Harry there... I didn't see a gay bone in his body. Looks are deceiving though Charlie. After all, when I first met Harry, all I could imagine was arrogance and cockiness. Which he is! Despite that though, underneath it all lies more.