Larry Stylinson One Shots

Our Plan Worked

But Sometimes I just want you…

Word Count: 4,830

Description: Harry gets a new personal trainer(;

 

He goes to the gym every Tuesday and Thursday, from one to three in the afternoon. His trainer, Zayn, would run laps with him, help him lift weights, do sit ups, pull ups, push ups, knee highs, even jumping jacks, a lot of different things. There was nothing in particular that Harry was trying to improve, he just wanted to stay in shape.

Sometimes, though, Harry would do one thing the whole time, and Zayn would always wonder why, but Harry wouldn’t tell him. Not because he didn’t want to, because he didn’t even know sometimes. He just got into these moods.

Zayn and Harry were best mates, hanging outside of the gym a lot. They even got tattoo’s at the same time once, Harry- a small black heart on the right of the inside of the right wrist, Zayn- a small black ribbon around his whole right wrist. Zayn is a pretty fit guy, has to be in order to train with Harry.

Harry would sometimes go in on Saturdays to get in some extra laps in or things of that nature. He didn’t know why he liked to work out. He’s gay, so it’s not like he has anybody to impress. Yeah, Zayn is a very attractive male, but Zayn is also married to Liam, one of Harry’s other friends. Zayn and Liam have Ben to, a ten year old blond. They adopted him from America two years ago. Yeah, Zayn was out of the picture.

He worked at a bakery a few blocks down from his flat, and it was mainly just women who came in, plus he baked, so he was always in the back. Harry rarely ever goes to the club or to parties, finds them useless and just big blobs of people looking for sexual action. Not that he didn’t want that, he was just looking for something serious, someone he could settle down with, like how Zayn had found Liam.

He’s 19 now, moved from his parents place when he turned 16. He sings. Loves to sing. He almost auditioned for the X-Factor when he was 16… almost. He chickened at the last minute, thinking he wasn’t good enough, that he wouldn’t get through. He still wonders where he would be if he had auditioned…

His other best mate, Niall, who moved from Ireland and now works at the bakery with Harry, is bisexual, but is also taken, by a guy named Simon. And Harry would always tease them about it, calling him Niall ‘Cowel’ or calling Simon ‘Mr. Cowel’. His real name is Simon Blue, but he didn’t mind all the jokes, actually thought it was quite funny.

So yeah, every gay or bisexual guy he knows is taken, so he really has no reason to try and work out so much, that’s what he thinks, but he still does. It makes him feel good about himself, and it lets off a lot of stress. Though, he shouldn’t really have to stress, he has a good paying job, nice apartment, good friends.

It’s a Monday afternoon, just as Harry got home from the bakery, that he got the call from Zayn. “Hey, Zaayynnn…” He dragged out playfully, in a sing-song voice. He heard Zayn chuckle and he continued. “What’s up, mate?”

“Hi, Haz,” Zayn said. “I was just calling to let you know that me, Liam and Ben are going up to visit Liam’s parents for a few weeks.” Zayn’s voice flooded through Harry’s ears and it took him a second to register what Zayn had said.