Unstoppable// Harry Styles au

Chapter 5

I weaved through people to make my way to the food court. This was one of the busiest malls, I don't understand why Niall picked this one to hangout at. Niall was my other best friend. We haven't been friends as long as Jess and I have but we act like we've known each other since we were born.

I finally spotted him sitting next to a dark haired boy. He looked awfully familiar but I shook that thought out as I approached their table. Niall looked up first and smiled. "Hey Addie."

The other boy looked up and smirked. "Nice to see you again Addie." That's when it clicked. He was my last fuck. Great.

"Hello," I smiled a little bit and sat down with Niall, across from the mysterious boy.

"Got out of training for the day, did ya," Niall asked. I nodded as I stole one of his fries.

"Steve got someone new. Annoying little cunt he is," I sighed.

"You just don't like him because he stole your spotlight."

"He thinks he's good but I beat his ass."

"Wait a minute. You fight," the boy piped in.

"Yeah. For about a year now," I explained.

"Oh yah. I forgot to introduce ya to Zayn." Zayn. Definitely fits the guy. Hot name too.

"I know who he is. We've met before," I bluntly said. I have never experienced meeting a guy after a fuck before. Especially when he's friends with my best friend.

"How did you guys meet," Niall smirked, knowing the answer to his question but choosing to embarrass me.

"A bar," Zayn answered for me.

"Just a bar," he continued. I slapped his arm.

"Shut up," I snarled. He started to chuckle. I let it slide as I continued to talk, "but seriously, this kid is a total jerk and he thinks he's good and Steve is putting all his attention on him even though he's only been training with him for three weeks. He's even cut my training days short. He even gave me today off. He's never done that."

"Let him have his time with the kid. You know you're good. You don't need him."

"I know but he kicks me out of the damn gym," I huffed. Just bringing him up makes me want to punch a wall.

"Can't you just get a new trainer," Zayn questioned.

I sighed. "If only it were that easy."

"Her trainer is her step dad," Niall filled Zayn in. Zayn just nodded.

I took out my phone and saw a text message from Steve.

Fight tomorrow night at 8 on spring street.

Then he sent me a picture of the girl. This should be easy. She's small and looks kinda weak. I have to go train to get ready for tomorrow.

"Are we still going to the club tonight," Niall asked.

"Yeah. I'll go train for a bit then I'll meet you there."

"Always training," he shook his head.
"I'll see you tonight," I stood up. "Nice to see you again Zayn."

"Bye," he smiled. I waved then left.

******

The music became louder as I approached the club. I got in and immediately spotted Niall at the bar, along with Zayn. Fucking perfect. I have to see him again.

I walked over to the bar and tapped Niall on the shoulder. He turned around and smiled. "Addie," he yelled. He was already drunk. Typical Niall.

"Hey Niall," I yelled over the music. He hugged me then took a chug of his beer.

"I think I'm gonna go dance." He walked off. Niall was hilarious when he was drunk. Especially when he danced. I loved drunk Niall.

I took his seat and turned towards the bar. "What would the pretty lady like," the bar tender flirted.

I smirked as I was about to say my order but the boy next to me answered for me. That boy being Zayn.

"Thanks," I turned to him and smiled.

"No problem," he took a sip of his beer. "Niall has told me a lot about you."

"Yeah," I questioned, no interest at all. Why is this kid trying so hard?

"You look amazing in that dress," he leaned closer. The bar tender finally handed me my drink which I happily downed.

"Thanks," I looked away. God dammit, why was I blushing?

I got up and looked at him. "Dance with me?"

He smiled as he got up. I took his hand and dragged him to the dance floor. I moved to the beat as Zayn pulled me close. I started to grind myself against him. He really was hot. Maybe another night with him won't hurt. I couldn't remember how good he was because I was that drunk.

Soon enough, I was drunk and doing things I wouldn't remember in the morning.

******

I woke up with my head on someone's chest. I looked around and immediately knew where I was. Zayn's apartment. I looked up as I saw him staring at me. "What?"

"Nothing," he looked away. I rolled my eyes as I sat up. "You are leaving again?"

"Yeah. I told you I don't stay."

"You should," he tugged at my arm but I shoved him off and he grabbed me again. "Please stay."

I looked at him. "I don't do this whole stay thing. I told you I don't do relationships."

"Why?"

"None of your damn business." I stood up and put on my undergarments.

"Can you at least try," he asked as he got out of the bed, putting on his boxers. I shrugged as I slipped on my dress. "Let me take you out on a date Friday."

I thought for a minute. "Sure. Get my number from Niall and text me," I said as I walked out. What did I just get myself into?