Boxing With Styles

"Alright, good training Chloe." Alex breathed out as we bumped gloves.

"You too." I managed to get out.

I'm pretty out of breath right now. Alex and myself are good boxing buddies. We train together a lot. Though we don't really fight because he could hurt me. Don't get me wrong, I can fight, but he's an awesome boxer and has muscles plus he's a guy. He's well built. I'm well built for a girl. Not to go off fighting amazing male boxers.

"Same time Thursday?" He asked.

"Same time Thursday." I confirmed as I went off to the girls locker room.

I went to my locker and put in my combo. I took out the stuff I'd need for a shower. I practically live here so showering and stuff here doesn't really faze me anymore.

I went off to shower when I heard my friend, Julia, call out for me.

"Chlo, do you have any conditioner?" She asked. "I'm all out."

"Yeah, here." I said sliding it across the floor to where she was in the showers.

"Thanks. Good training?"

"Aren't they always?" I chuckled.

"Yeah, it kinda sucks though that we don't really train together anymore." She sighed.

"Yeah, well we'd probably eventually kill each other." I laughed.

"True." Julia laughed with me.

We're some of the best fighters here. Top five along with Alex, Sam, and Landon.

"So you and Sam have some good training today?" I ask. "You guys seem to be pretty close now."

"Wellll, I guess you could say so." She answers sheepishly.

"Ooooo" I tease while laughing.

"SHIT." Julia cusses.

"What?!"

"I got soap in my eyeeee." She whines. I can hear her feet pattering up and down from the water. Which must mean she's like freaking and jumping around or something.

- Harry Styles POV-

Harry Styles; Player Or Bad Boy?

Oh is the One Direction band member Harry Styles at it again?

That was all I read before throwing the magazine. I swear, I can never just hangout with a girl without it being blown out of proportion. Or talking to a fan for a moment before I go on my way. No there's always something more they twist out of it.

"Hey, you alright mate?" Liam came in the room.

"Is there a gym around here?" I asked.

He looked at me questioningly.

"To, yanno, box?" I added.

"Oh yeah, there's one a block or so away actually. I saw it on my way to Starbucks." He tells me. "Starbucks are like everywhere around here!"

I laugh at his comment. Americans are big on coffee so it makes sense.

"So what'd you throw?" He asked, picking up the magazine.

I groaned, getting my jacket, and left the room. I went through one of my bags before leaving to get my gloves to box. I'll find this place eventually. Though I probably should have asked Liam where it was. I exit the hotel with my hood up so it would be harder to recognize me. I probably should have told everyone where I was going, or at least that I left. After about 20 minutes of wandering I found it. Pretty quick for not knowing where anything is! Guess I was just lucky.