Haydens POV:My alarm goes off at 4:30 and I feel as if I want to die. Rolling out of bed I drag myself to the bathroom and begin to splash water on my face in hopes of waking myself up. Changing into a sports bra and shorts, I head downstairs and into the workout room. I turn on the light practically throwing myself on the floor and begin stretching out my body.
I began going through the motions, stretching out my arms and begin stretching out my calves when suddenly the door opens revealing Brayden. Definitely not someone I was expecting to see at the crack of dawn in my house, but if I was being honest it was too early to question, so instead I shoot him a lazy smile.
"Hey sorry, I didn't know you were going to be in here," Brayden said in almost a whisper obviously just woken up himself a he places his water bottle down on the table and lazily takes his shirt off.
His voice is horse and extremely deep. I don't know if it was my sleep deprivation or not, but his morning voice was defiantly hot. I feel my mouth suddenly become dry as I see his defined six back in the wall length mirror and am suddenly in need of some water. Standing up walking toward the mini fridge I notice out of the corner of my eye Brayden's eyes scanning me from head to toe.
My face instantly heats up as I take a sip of my water before heading to the treadmill for some cardio.
"What music do you want?" He asks plugging his phone into the speaker.
"Something to wake me up that's for sure," I reply beginning to jog on an incline.
I see the corner of his lips twitch into a small smile as he puts on Cinderella man by Eminem. I instantly start bobbing my head and begin rapping to the lyrics, sweat beginning to gather on my forehead as I increase my speed.
Glancing over, Brayden began on dumbbells and nodded his head to the music as well.
The weight room was soundproof, that was something my dad made sure of which I guess is a good thing considering we were blaring music at such an ungodly hour.
It's been about thirty minutes and I was on my last mile for the morning. Besides the music, it had been completely silent both of us completely focused on the task at hand. Every once in a while we would exchange slight glances that was until he decided to put on a certain kind of song.
(Play song above)
From the first beat I immediately recognized the song and a huge grin spread across my face.
"Oh my god" I say, Shifting my glance to Brayden he had both of his muscular arms in the air and he moved his hips to the beat slightly swaying for a dramatic effect. Erupting with laughter I throw my head back before grabbing my sweat towel off the machine throwing it at his abs catching his attention.
He doesn't stop but instead turns to me continuing his dance with a stupid grin on his face.
"Come on bust down thotiana" he say over the music and I begin to laugh even harder. Not being able to handle it anymore I turn the treadmill off and step off clutching my stomach.
At this point both of us can't breathe from the amount of laughter. Grabbing the towel off the floor I wind it up before hitting him playfully.
"Oh really," he beckons back winding up a towel himself and before I knew it we were in a towel fight, or at least we were until the door opens and both of us jerk away from each other."What the fuck are you two doing at 5:15 in the morning,"Ryan says in a dangerously annoyed tone.
"Uh...we just finished working out. Which mean I should probably hit the showers before you take all the hot water," I counteract before rushing out of the room not even bothering to look behind me as I rush up the stairs not slowing my pace until I reach my room shutting the door behind me.
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