Niall Horan Imagines

Hot (Request)

I breathed out heavily, knowing I needed to tone it down. I wiped the sweat off my brow before downing near half of my water bottle.

I cooled down for a few minutes, leaning against the wall by the treadmill I had just run four miles on.

I was abit of a masochist, or a lot. I enjoyed exercising on a daily basis, but sometimes I did too much, and I only knew it after I had done it.

After I had regularized my heartbeat, I decided to bench press. As usual, I didn't know I was doing too much until it was too late.

Halfway back up, I realized I might die because it was too heavy. I pushed through, however, and put it back in its holders. I let out a sigh, feeling lucky I didn't get crushed.

Music started to play next to me as I took off a few pounds, and I looked over at the blonde guy blasting some band. I wasn't complaining; the music was good, and he was hot.

I continued bench pressing, feeling the muscles in my arms flex.

"No, no. You're holding it wrong," I heard. I looked up to see the blonde standing over me. I put the bar back, sitting up to look at him.

"What?" I breathed out, wishing he wouldn't wear such a tight shirt.

"Lie back down," he instructed, and I did so. "Put your hands here and here," he spoke, placing his hands onto top of mine.

"It'll be a lot easier now," he sighed, stepping away.

"Thanks," I smiled, watching him disappear out my view. I continued on, hearing the music persist next to me.

When I was done, I cooled off again as I sat there watching him. There was no ignoring the fact that he was fit, and he was probably the best looking guy in the gym.

I let my hair down, almost ready to redo my hair.

"Hey," I heard him say. I looked over as he walked towards me. "Was it easier?" he asked. I nodded, smiling.

"What?" he asked, chuckling. "Why are you smiling at me like that?" I looked down, knowing what I was about to do was stupid and just awkward.

"Oh, you're just hot," I shrugged, checking him out like I hadn't already done so.

"Really? I was thinking the same about you," he grinned, winking. I pretended like I wasn't freaking out inside.

"I'm aware," I told him, throwing my towel over my shoulder and turning to walk away.

"Does that mean you'll call me?" I heard him ask. I giggled to myself before turning back to face him.

"Babe," I laughed, shaking my head. "Hot is just a temperature," I shrugged, hinting that I wasn't interested.

But I so was.

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