Stronger *Trilogy* (Larcel/Larry)

Chapter 1

I arrived at the gym, as I grabbed my gym bag from the back seat of the car and then entered the white bricked building. I pushed open the heavy metal door and walked in to see Richard, talking to someone. I dropped my bag on the floor and started walking towards them.

"Ah here is Harry now!" Richard smiled, gesturing to me.

I smiled as I walked up to them and stood next to Richard looking at the man standing oposite me. He was wearing a black suit, with black dress shoes and his brown hair was styled to the side as his ocean blue eyes, reminded me a lot of someone elses. He smiled at me and crinckles formed at the side of his eyes as he extended his arm out to me.

"Mr Styles, it's a plesure to be finally meeting you." He said and I shook his hand.

"Like wise." I said, glancing at Richard quickly.

"So I am the owner of the gym. Well the new owner actually."

I nodded once not really knowing what to say.

"And also I heard that you are the man who is keeping my boy happy!" He smiled and that's when it hit me, those blue eyes, those sculpted face features, he really did look like Louis.

"Yes sir." I quickly said and he just grinned at me.

"Louis knows to choose the best ones I see."

I couldn't help but smile at the compliment. 

"Right then I'll let you train now, see you later." Mr Tomlinson said as he waved at me and Richard and he walked off, disappearing in his office.

"Damn does he look like his son." Richard commented, hitting my shoulder.

"You can say that again." I said and we both laughed.

I finally started training as Richard was telling me what to do. I got on the floor as I started to do 100 push ups, as I had Richard counting them for me. Then I grabbed the jump rope and did 500 of them, non stop. I also had to do them under two minutes! After finishing that off and throwing the jump rope on the floor, Richard came and stood opposite me. He was holding these cushions up in front of him. He had this serious look on his face and I started to laugh.

"What's so funny?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

I copied the look he was doing and he just tilted his head in confusion.

"You look constipated." He commented, smirking.

"That's how you look all the time." I laughed.

He just rolled his eyes as he muttered a 'jerk' under his breath. He took his stand again, and I held my arms in the air as I jumped from one foot to another.

"Right!" He yelled. I swung my right arm and hit the left cushion.

"Left!" I swung my left arm, hitting the right cushion.

"Right, right, left!" He said and I followed the pattern he was shouting.

"Right, right, kick, left!" He said as he unexpectedly swung his arm in the air which I had to dodge.

We continued that for about fifteen minutes as he kept adding things to the pattern and then we changed it up a bit. After that I was punching the punching bag which was hanging from the ceiling. The only thing being heard through out the entire gym was the rattling of the chains which were holding up the punching bag and my heavy breathing. Richard had gone to talk to Mr Tomlinson for a bit as I continued doing 'my thing' as he called it.

Suddenly I heard the heavy metal door of the gym open and I stopped what I was doing and turned around to see my perfect boyfriend walking up to me with a huge smile playing on his lips. He dropped his school bag on the floor and cupped my face with both his hands as he pecked my lips. I went to hug him but he pushed me back.

"Let's hug when you're less sweaty." He said, scrunching his nose up. I couldn't help but laugh as I kissed the tip of his nose and I watched as he smiled at me.

"So what are you doing? Seems like nothing to me." He teased, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Well, I've been sitting around staring at this fascinating red punching bag all day." I replied smugly, with a posh english accent. Louis burst out laughing and when he finally calmed down he smiled at me, his ocean blues looking into my greens.

"I love you so much, you're such a dork!"

"Love you too." I sung.

"So come on then, I want to help you train. What do you need to do?" He asked, turning all serious.

"Well, there is something you could help me with. Remember that first time you helped me?"

"Mhm..." He hummed as he got the message immediately and he lay on the floor. I smirked as I hovered above him, in the position to do push ups. I let myself fall, making sure I pecked his lips as I went down. Then I pushed myself up and then let myself fall again, kissing him. I did that a few times when we rudely got interrupted.

"Boys! Keep the lovey dovey shit for home." Richard said and I started to laugh and so did Louis. I stood up and helped Louis up and then we saw Louis dad standing next to Richard, grinning at us.

"Louis my son." Mr Tomlinson said, opening his arms wide as he hugged Louis.

"Hey dad." Louis smiled.

"You two make an amazing couple." He said, patting his son on the back.

"I know." Louis smirked, sticking his tongue out at me.

"Don't get cocky boy." Mr Tomlinson said, ruffling Louis hair.

"Ok Marcel I think that's enough training for today. I'll see you tomorrow same time." Richard said.

"Cool, see ya." I waved as I grabbed my gym bag and Louis quickly grabbed his school bag and walked up to me, grabbing my hand and I intertwined our fingers together.

"Bye dad, bye Rich." Louis called as we left the gym. But before we walked out the door we heard Louis dad.

"They make such an adorable couple. I'm so happy for them both."

Louis looked at me and smiled as he pecked my lips. We got in the car and we drove off towards our home.

"So tell me what happened today at college." I said to Louis as I glanced at him quickly but then focused back on the road.

"Well...." Louis talked and talked until we finally got home. If I said that I wasn't sometimes jealous of Louis I would be lying. He seemed to be having a great time at college, every day something different happened and I did sometimes wish that I was going to college with him so I could live those moments too. I barely passed High School though, so I guess it's a good thing that I stuck with boxing. I guess the only negative thing about all this is that I don't get to see Louis so often anymore.