Awoken (One Direction fanfiction)

Chapter 1

Blake P.O.V

"This was so much fun, we should do it again next week" Niall said as he stumbled, holding onto his balance in attempts to make it over to Liam's car.

"Come on, Niall" Louis said as he grabbed half sleeping Niall and helped him to the car.

They had all just walked out of one of the biggest parties on their block, and of course, it wasn't doing Niall any good.

"We can't" said Harry with a bit of an exclamation, "We have that soccer game next week, remember?"

"Yes, that reminds me, we have some training to do." said Liam as he looked over to Niall, who nodded a half sober approval, "We'll head over on Monday, you guys in?"

Zayn and Louis both gave a thumbs up for approval as they walked into the car. The 6 guys all piled into the 5 passenger vehicle and tried to squeeze in. Liam sat in the driver's seat with Louis in the passenger seat, and Niall, Zayn, Blake, and Harry all managing to fit in the backseat.

"Sorry, dudes, I can't join you guys on Monday, I work on Mondays, you all know that." said Blake with a face of dissatisfaction. Blake held a job at a department store, he didn't really need it but he would do anything to help his single mom out.

"BUZZ KILL" screamed Niall, "You suck, dude."

"It's cool, Blake, how about we head on over tomorrow, just you and me, you do have Saturdays off, right?" questioned Harry. Harry and Blake had been best friends since, well, birth. Their mom's were best friends and coincidently so were they.

"Yeah man, tomorrow it is" responded Blake with a smile.

"That was some party, huh guys?" said Liam while he pulled out of the host's house's driveway.

"Niall sure thinks so" Louis said sarcastically as they all looked over to Niall.

Niall, who was now half asleep on Zayn, jumped at the sound of his name and said, "What are you guys talking about? I'm fine."

The rest of the guys roared with laughter and cracked jokes about Niall the rest of the car ride home.

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"So a new trainer, is it?" asked Blake as he tied his shoes at the entrance of the gym.

"Yeah, he just moved into town, apparently our old one quit, got a better job in America, what a punk." responded Harry as he held the door open for Blake, who laughed.

"Well let's meet him!"

Harry headed over to the gyms front desk and asked for their trainer. Harry was the better of them both, he was always well liked by everyone and all the girls seemed to have a thing for him. Now, as for Blake, not so much, he was your average Steve, and yet no doubt about it, they were the perfect duo.

Harry was the tall muscular sporty one, he had long curly hair that wrapped around his head like a blanket on a baby, eyes so green they resembled marbles, and a personality to die for. Blake was the scrawny sidekick, his long dark hair never seemed to stay in place and his dark brown eyes that you couldn't see through, no matter how hard you tryed. Yet, no doubt about it, Blake was the most amazing person to have as a friend, always so considerate and sweet.

Out from one of the glass cloaked offices came out an extremely muscular man who seem to have no familiarity with hair on his head.

He shook both Harry and Blake's hands as he introduced himself, "Hello gentlemen, my names Walter, and I'll be your personal trainer from now on, its great to meet you both."

"Harry" "Blake" they both said as they each shook his hand.

"Great, so should we get started? I heard you guys are training for some soccer match, I was thinking we'd start with some calf work, what do you guys think?" Walter said as he headed over to the equipment with the boys on his tail.