Read A/N at the end of the chapter.
Louis POV
Oh shit. Harry's here. Why is he here?
"Louis!" I jump a little when Niall yells my name.
"Yeah what sorry?" I totally forgot what he asked me.
"I asked what you want to do first," I raised his eyebrows, probably confused about why I froze up.
"Oh umm.... how about the treadmill?" I hesitantly ask. Liam and Niall just nod and walk over to the treadmill's lined up on the window that overlooks the parking lot.
I take out my phone and earbuds and plug them in. I look up one last time before I walk onto the treadmill and I see Harry looking right back at me. Oh god what do I do? I decide to just quickly look away. I walk onto the treadmill and set it to a medium pace.
"Hey Niall, why is Harry here?" I ask him. Niall looks over at me and breaths out a few times before answering me.
"He comes here almost every single day,"'he replied to me after he looked back at Harry for a second who was about to start lifting weights.
I just simply nod and continue to run at a medium pace. I'm so out of shape. I really should do this more often.
I couldn't help but glance back at harry every now and then and every time he was looking right at me. What is he doing? Why is he doing this?
After about 30 minutes of running on the treadmill we all decide to take a small brake. We sit at the benches behind the treadmills and drink from our water bottles.
I look at Harry one again and he's now shirtless and sweat is dripping down his muscular torso. My breath hitches at the sight. I would be lying if I said Harry isn't insanely hot in every way.
Harry looks up at me and a smirk takes over his face. I can feel my cheeks becoming warm from being caught staring at him. And maybe a little from his hot smirk. Fuck him and his stupid smirk.
I continue to drink water and watch Harry. What can I say, he's addicting. He sat down at some exercising machine
(A/N: idk the name of it but that's what it is😂)
He grabbed the two bars and took a deep breath before he brought his arms together then back out again. Every muscle in his upper body flexed as he did so. My eyes widened slightly and I think my jaw might have dropped a little. He did this repeatedly and every time I sucked in a little breath.
I was so gone. I didn't realize my surroundings. I didn't know if anyone was talking to me. I was just focused on Harry and his glorious body. He made me feel a little self conscious. I was really hot and kind of wanted to take my shirt off but after seeing Harry.... not so much. I'm too pudgy.
"Louis you want to go to something else now?" I hear Liam ask me.
"What? Oh um yeah sure," I say getting off the bench. We decide to do some bench presses. I shamefully put on some pretty small weights. Niall put on some large ones and Liam put on huge ones. I felt so embarrassed, mostly because Harry might see how wimpy and pathetic I am. I also don't want Niall and Lima to start making fun of me, same with Harry.
I grab the bar and lift my arms so I could get the bar off the stand. It was quite heavy for me. But I wouldn't even think about putting on smaller weights.
I could only go up and down about 5 (shaky) times before I was already out of breath. I wanted to start crying from how pathetic I am.
"Louis why did you stop?" Liam asks me after he does about 20 more reps then I did.
"I uh have to use the bathroom. Be right back," I flash a quick smile and quickly walk toward the bathrooms.
I ended up actually using the bathroom. While I was washing my hands the door opened. I looked up in the mirror and saw shirtless Harry looking at me with that damn smirk. I froze, not really knowing what to do with myself.
I turn off the water and grab a couple paper towels to dry my hands. I threw them away and when I was about to walk away I felt two large hands grab each of my wrists and pin me to the tile wall. I squeak in surprise.
"You haven't told anyone yet, right?" A deep voice grumbles in my ear. It sent a shiver down my spine.
"N-no I haven't," I shakily say. Harry doesn't move from his position behind me.
"Good." He simply says. He still hasn't moved. Why won't he move? This isn't good for my hormones.
"I saw you staring at me out there," his warm breath cascades down my neck. I tilt my head a little with parted lips, small breaths leaving them.
"I-I was um, I-" I couldn't think of what to say before he interrupted me.
"I didn't say I didn't enjoy it princess," I gasped at the name he called me. It didn't have a negative affect this time.
"I stared at you too. Well mostly that ass of yours while you were on that treadmill," he pushed his his lower half harder against my bum. There wasn't much coverage in basketball shorts so I felt everything. And I mean ev-ery-thing.
What the hell is going on. He isn't serious. This isn't happening.
"W-what?" I quietly ask. He just chuckled and placed his lips on my neck to give it one kiss. My breathing is uneven and I'm starting to gasp for air. I can't breath. Why is this happening?
"Don't say a word about this princess or I'll do exactly what I said I'll do if you mention what happened at my house," he growled in my ear and let go of my wrists and walked out of the bathroom.
I'm left looking at the wall with a blank expression. I don't know what to don did that really just happen? And why did I not hate it? I can still feel those plump, warm lips on my neck. God I want him to do that again. What no Louis stop it. You have a boyfriend. Harry is an asshole. I shake my head and walk back to Niall and Liam
"Oh there you are, what took so long?" Liam asked.
"Um I don't feel too well, I think we should go," I say with a small voice. They nod and we leave. I'm sitting on my bed extremely confused. I seem to do this a lot since I met Harry.
Sorry it's been a while. I've had band camp for the past 2 weeks for 11 hours a day in the hot ass Florida heat so I haven't had much time to write. I'll try to write as much as possible between now and next Thursday because that's when school starts for me. Ugh fml 😒😫
But on a more positive note I just went to a Shawn Mendes concert on Friday and that was probably one of the best experiences of my life. Anyway ✌🏻
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