Beep! Beep! Beep! 8am. Some people say thats a lie in. One thing is for sure i am not one of those people. I have a super busy i have a client every hour, i don't even have a lunch break. day like these are hell to some people but to me they are the best. I don't really have many friends i spend most of time with my brother so to have a day meeting and talking to new people is the best. Continuing to plan my day in my head i lift my self out of bed to and get ready. pulling my hair in a high ponytail i tiredly plod in to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. once i return to my room i pull on a bright pink sports bra and an over sized white tank top. i find my favorite black yoga leggings and pull them up so they sit just above my hips. i look at my self in the mirror almost admiring what i looked like.
No no no no. Don't be silly me looking good, never going to happen. I grab my make up bad of my dressing table to sit in front of my full length mirror to apply a natural layer of make up. Once i was done i picked up my duffle bag from the conner of the room leaving it in a tidy state.
When i reached the kitchen Liam was ready drinking his regular morning orange juice messing about on his phone. “Morning Mills” Liam greeted me as i walked through the door.
“Morning Li” I carry on walking to the front door dropping my bag off piking up my bright green nike’s and puling them on. I jog back into the kitchen to find Liam still in the same position i left him in.”You ready?” He said in his sleepy morning tone.
“Yep. sleep well?” I asked in more of chirpy voice than i was expecting.
“Meh.” I suppose him not sleeping was understandable after being thrown in jail yesterday. Quite a stressful day for anyone. I check my reflection in the mirror hanging on the wall by the kitchen and start to walk down to the door wanting to leave. I give Liam a hand gesture making him follow me. Liam grabs both of our bags and follows out of the odor locking it behind us.
We swiftly climb down the stairs make to the car and we were on our way. The car journey was quiet which was unusual but i guess we were both looking forward to going to work. although i couldn't help but think something else was wrong. The car park was around its normal capacity except one car that i had never seen before. I link my hand over my brother arm so we were linked and we walk into to the gym. “Hey guys we missed you yesterday.” A familiar voice shouted from the staff room. It was Scott the manager of the gym. Scott was lovely and good at his job but he could be a pervert at times.
“Yeah.” Liam didn't sound to enthusiastic but no more than normal he unlinked our arms gave me a quick hug and walked of to his boxing ring . Well someone was in a bad mood. Oh well a work out should sort him out.
“Millie, can you come here for a sec?” Scott asked with his usual friend smile plastered on his face. I nodded and walked into the staff room.
“we have a new client coming in today and he is kind of a big deal.”
“yea......” i was confused as to why i was being told this.
“His name is Harry Styles. He is a very good kick boxer but he didn't like his old gym. He is coming here now to train daily.”
“cool..”
“Millie i think you will be the best for the job to train him, which will double your pay but your hours will become longer.”
“ummmm..... what about Liam? its going to be hard make him understand i will be train some big fancy kick boxer and work longer hours don't you think? ” My brother isn’t going to like this.
“Your brother will be fine. Harry is a nice guy but he can be hard to deal with sometimes, Liam. Thats why i wanted you to do the job your good with troublesome guys. So will you do it?” I felt like i should defend my brother after scott called him troublesome and difficult but deep down i know he is.
“i guess so.” double pay will be good. Not that me and Liam really need extra money but its always nice to have it.
“ok well he is here now in training room two. He want to train till 6pm with a 2 hour lunch break. Don’t worry he wont bite.” saying that Scott opened the door for me allowing me to get straight to my new client. Mr Harry styles.
Scotts words “Don’t worry he wont bite.” Kept playing over in my mind. I wasn’t scared of Harry. I was scared about what my protective brother would say.
I pushed training room 2’s door open revealing a tall figure kicking and punching the punching bag in the far conner. Harry was so focused on hitting the punching bag he didn't notice me come in. I observed my client, he was tall, much taller than me. He gorgeous chocolate brown curly that jolted up and down with every blow he delivered the bag. Harry was shirtless i could see that he had tattoos. i tried to walk in quietly so i could see what he could do, but typically i tripped and slammed the door making a loud noise causing Harry turn around. His eyes. Harry had emerald green eyes. His eyes added to his appeal. He knew he was good looking probably making him incredibly confident. That was never good. Harry had two swallows tattoos sat just underneath his collar bones and a butterfly tattoo in the middle of his chest. I have to admit they were rather attractive. Harry must have noticed me checking my chest out making his lips turn into a smug grin.
“Hello beautiful.” The words just rolled off of his tongue. His voice was just as dreamy as his eyes maybe even more. Oh my god i just used the word “dreamy”.
This wasn't going to end well.
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