Masked - A Larry Stylinson Fan-Fiction

Chapter 7 - Masked.

Chapter 7

"Where are you going?" Louis hissed sitting on the couch, an ice-pack pressed to his lip.

"To punch something," I said walking out slamming the door behind me.

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"So, I see you found something other than Louis to punch?" My head snapped up from the boxing bag, I turned to see Niall leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed over his chest.

I ducked my head. "You heard about that, huh?"

Niall sighed. "Yeah, yeah I did."

I sighed pulling off my gloves. "It was stupid I know."

Niall nodded. "I'll say! Didn't Liam tell you? We have an interview tomorrow morning."

"Shit, I forgot about that," I muttered sitting down.

Niall sighed sitting in front of me. "Why'd you do it Harry?"

Don't tell him, don't do it.

"I don't know," I mumbled.

"Right, so you just decided, hey look there's Louis! His lip is looking pretty good today. I think I'm going to punch it." Niall said sarcastically.

I got up, ignoring my gloves beside me, and began punching at the boxing bag.

"Harry! Don't just ignore me. I'm trying to talk to you."

I put in my earphones, and continued to punch the boxing bag, as hard as I could. It shook violently each time my bare knuckles made contact with it. My shoulders hunched, as I saw Niall out of the corner of my eye jumping around trying to get my attention. I began a battle between me and the boxing bag. My knuckles felt like they were on fire, I had beat them raw.

"Harry!" Niall shouted into my ear pulling out my earphone, taking me by surprise I swung my fist at him in defence - he thankfully ducked, just missing.

"Fuck sake Harry," He cursed.

"Shit Niall, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-,"

"I understand, don't worry about it, just watch were you swing those things next time," He warned tapping on my wounded fists, making my wince. "Sorry." He mumbled.

"So now are you going to tell me what's going on?" Niall pressed.

I sighed picking up the keys I had been given, and placing the gloves away.

"Harry?"

I rolled my eyes. "Wait a second Niall. I just need to close up."

His eyes followed my swift movement.

"Okay we're good."

He eyed my suspiciously as we walked out of the gym, I locked up and pulled at the handle making sure it locked.

"What?" I asked turning to face him.

"How'd you get the keys to the gym?" He frowned.

"Niall, I'm Harry Styles," I joked.

He shoved me. "And I'm Niall Horan. We have solved what? Us forgetting each other's names?"

I chuckled, and Niall joined in.

"Well the gym's owner became a close friend of mine, and because I always wanted to go to gym at strange hours, and in order for me to do that I would have to get a set of keys of him, he just gave me a set," I shrugged.

"So he just gave you them?" Niall asked.

"Well there was a lot of paperwork, and blah, blah, blah." I answered.

"Oh really? What's blah, blah, blah stand for? Is that some secret code?"

I laughed. "How'd you guess?"

Niall shrugged.

I laughed putting him into a head-lock. "I guess I'm going have to kill you now, so I know the secret code of 'blah, blah, blah' will not be passed on!"

We both burst into laughter, and I released Niall, as we walked to my car.

"How'd you get here?" I asked Niall searching for his car.

"Taxi," he shrugged.

I nodded, as he got into passenger side of my car.

"Well?" He said raising his eyebrow, as I started the car.

"What?" I smiled.

"Are you going to tell me why you punched Louis or not?"

My smiled faded. I kept my eyes on the road, and my mouth remained pressed into a tight line.

"Harry, don't just shut me out."

I closed my eyes, only for a second, and sighed before re-opening them, and forcing my eyes back on the road. "It's hard to explain Niall, y-you wouldn't understand."

Niall was silent for a moment. "Try me."

Well, this Chapter is short, and it's cliffhanger, so I shall probably be updating tomorrow.

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