I put on a pair of basketball shorts and a plain white tee. Then pulled my hair up into a ponytail and waited for Harry to come get me. He said today we were going to start the "hard stuff", and I'm a little worried for what that means.
I mean, I'm pretty out of shape, so anything that's hard for Harry is going to be like 1000 times harder for me. Food and internet is just so much better than physical activity.
The door rang and I walked over to answer it. I immediately kissed Harry and shut the door behind me.
"Ready?" he asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be," I responded and shrugged. He intertwined our fingers, only to release them when we went on separate sides of the car. "So, you only open the door for me when were on dates?" I asked jokingly.
"Please, babe. I like you, but your not that special," he said and sent me a half grin. I mocked him by repeating what he said in a childish voice. "What was that?" he asked and started the engine of the car.
"Oh, nothing," I said innocently. He pulled out of my driveway and headed towards the gym. The car ride was full of us teasing each other and laughing.
We walked through the doors still laughing, only to stop when someone interrupted us. I saw a young guy, with black hair and yellowish- green eyes walking towards us.
"Hi, you must be the lovely Juno I've heard so much about. I'm Blake," he picked up my hand and kissed the back of it.
"That's my name don't wear it out," I said and laughed.
"Feisty one?" he glanced at Harry.
"You have no idea," Harry mumbled. I hit his chest and rolled my eyes.
"Well, it's nice to finally meet the girl Harry never shuts up about. Come to show off, Harry?" he asked. He seemed nice, but something seemed a little off about him. Not in the scary way like I was afraid he might kill me or anything, but like he was hiding his true form. And he kept giving Harry this weird look. Like he knew something Harry didn't.
"Actually, I came to show Juno how to box." Harry seemed a little off around this guy, too.
"Oh, well have fun with that. Got to get back to work," he turned on his heel and walked the way he came, going into a back room.
"Don't trust him for anything. If you ever see him and I'm not around, call me immediately. Understood?" Harry muttered darkly to me.
"But what-"
"Just trust me and drop it," I nodded and left it alone. Harry put his hand on the small of my back and led me to the boxing ring. He seemed a little tense since our meeting with Caleb. He stayed silent with pursed lips, concentrating on taking his shirt off and putting his gloves on. I stayed silent as well, creating an odd tension in the room.
I tied my gloves on and prepared myself. I tried to think of something to say to diminish the silence, only to come up short.
"How about that weather, huh?" I tried, sighing at my lame attempt. Harry chuckled and smiled at me. I let out a relieved breath, and smiled back.
"Ladies first," he said as he held up the ropes for me to climb under. He swiftly climbed in behind me. I as a few minutes into warming up, and I was already tired.
"Ugh, I want a cheeseburger," I whined suddenly. My stomach growled at the thought.
"No, you're going to have to eat healthier during training," Harry said strictly.
"No," I whined like a child. I slumped to the floor and laid on my back.
"Get up," Harry demanded.
"No," I countered.
"Yes."
"No."
"Now."
"Make me," I crossed my arms over my chest.
"You're acting like a child," he sighed loudly. "If you want to fight off a guy-"
"I have you to do that for me."
"I won't be around you all the time. Now, will you please stop acting so immature?"
"Will you stop making me do things I don't wanna do?"
"Well, what do you want then?" I could tell he was getting frustrated.
"I want to get a cheeseburger, go home... and make out," I said truthfully. I was hoping if I said the last part Harry would forget about boxing. And I was right.
Harry smirked and picked me up, pressing me against the side of the boxing ring. His lips immediately came into contact with mine, gliding smoothly across them. His tongue ran across my bottom lip.
"Harry, I'm still hungry," I mumbled. He groaned and set me down. He took off his gloves (wait, how the hell did he pick me up with those on?) and put on his shirt. He helped with my gloves quickly. Maybe I should use kissing as an excuse more often.
He drove quickly to a fast food place (but no matter how much I begged, he'd only let me buy a salad), then to my house. I sat down and ate my food. He watched me intently, impatiently tapping his foot. "Are you done?" he asked hopefully.
"Not yet," I mumbled. I finished my salad and stood up to throw my trash away. He followed me and swiftly picked me up and sat me on the counter. "You're so impatient," I mumbled.
"I can't help it. I just want you so bad," he moaned in my ear. I blushed and my pulse picked up speed. Nervous butterflies filled my stomach as he pressed his lips to mine. As the kiss got deeper, he wrapped my legs around his waist and carried me to the couch. He laid in between my legs, and I couldn't help the desire that suddenly overcame me.
I pushed him back so I was sitting on him, not breaking the kiss. I tugged on his bottom lip with my teeth, causing him to moan. I trailed kisses over his jaw and down his neck.
The doorbell rang as I was about to pull Harry's shirt over his head. I stood up and Harry grabbed my hand. "No, just ignore it." He whined.
"I have to answer it, Harry," I said and rolled my eyes. I opened the door and saw Louis standing there.
"Hey Lou," I said and smiled. "What'ch ya doin?" I asked politely. Harry came over to us and put his hand on the doorframe behind me.
"Well clearly your busy, so I'll just come by later," he said and smiled. He began walking off the porch.
"Wait! Was there something you needed?"
"No I just wanted to chat, but it can wait."
"Okay, well see ya later," he waved and jumped in his car.
"Now you're all mine," Harry growled in my ear and grabbed my waist.
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Sorry for the bad chapter and the long wait. I just haven't been inspired to write lately and again, I'm sorry.
