YouTuber's Dream

Chapter 9

Jenna’s POV

Having Liam as a personal trainer was anything but fun. “Two more laps!” He yelled.

“I can’t, I can’t do this. I’m done.” I sighed and laid down on the bleachers.

“Jenna, if you don’t run I’m gonna lock the fridge again.” Michelle threatened. I shot up and sprinted the next two laps.

“Alright, you two can go shower and I’ll meet you back at the car in an hour.” Liam instructed. We nodded and walked into the locker room.

“I regret asking Liam to train us. It’s too hard.” I said as I pulled my tanktop off.

“Not my fault Joyce wants us to be fit.” Michelle sighed and turned the shower on. We both stood under the water in our sports bras and spandex. After the shower we changed and walked to the car where Liam waited.

“Ready?” I asked him. He nodded and we all got in the car. I turned the car on and started driving.

“Why are we at McDonald’s?” Liam asked.

“Because you took my fat away so now I have to replace it.”

“Then I’ll make you work extra hard tomorrow to lose it again.”

“Then I’ll eat extra more because fuck you, Liam.” I sassed and pulled up to the drive-thru.

“You wish.” Liam chuckled. I rolled my eyes and ordered my food. We sat in the car and ate and talked. I drove Liam home then drove back to the house I shared with Michelle.

“Good job today, Jenna. You actually did a little exercise.”

“I can exercise, I proved that to you when I wanted to be on the cheersquad.”

“And you did very well, I’m proud.” Michelle smiled.

“Who are we proud of?” Niall asked as he walked out of the kitchen.

“We’re proud of Jenna because she exercised.”

“Good job, baby!” Harry smiled and hugged me from behind.

“Thank you, Harry.” I smiled back and kissed his cheek.

“Alright, well, we’re going out. Since you two have the house to yourselves tonight, feel free to do a little celebrating.” Michelle smiled.

“Oh, we will.” Harry smirked and pulled my waist closer to his. Michelle and Niall both laughed and walked out of the house. “You ready to celebrate?” He smirked.

“Fuck yes.” I turned around and pressed my lips to his. His hands found my waist as he kissed back. He backed me against the wall and placed one of his hands on my cheek. His lips were soft against mine.

“Upstairs or right here?”

“Couch.” He nodded and we walked over to the couch. He sat down and I straddled his lap and reattached our lips. His hands slid up under my shirt. I pulled away as he pulled my shirt over my head.

“Interesting bra choice.” He smirked and reached behind me, unclasping my bra. I slowly took it off and threw it behind me. His large hands cupped my boobs. “So, beautiful.” He smiled and looked into my eyes. I smiled back and pulled his shirt off, revealing all of his tattoos. I licked my lips and kissed him again. His hands slowly started to massage my boobs as we kissed. His tongue slowly came out and slid across my lower lip. I opened my mouth and his tongue slipped in. Our tongues met and slowly battled for dominance, which he clearly won. He laid me down on the couch and pulled my leggings down. “Your bra and panties match, and you probably don’t realize how fucking sexy that is.” Harry growled in my ear. I closed my eyes as the thoughts of what was about to happen took over. I unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pulled them down. His boxers seemed to be getting tighter. I brought my hips up and ground against him. He moaned softly pushed my hips down. He pulled my panties down as I pulled down his boxers.