Previously in The Heart of A Fighter...."No Zayn I don't need you to fight my battles for me. I can deal with this on my own."
"No you can't Paige!" he shouted.
I flinched because his voice was never this loud. He realized that he was scaring me so he lowered his voice.
"Paige. You are like the sister I never had and I.... I can't let anyone hurt you." he said while looking me in the eyes.
Then he started to lean in, and at that moment I realized... so was I.......
Now
This is wrong I can't do this, we can't do this! Oh god please do something to stop this!
"Hey Zayn I was wondering.... oh am I interrupting something?" Harry said as he opened the door to Zayn's office. We both pulled away as soon as he opened the door.
"Um no. Paige we will reschedule your training for another day. Harry will you help walk Paige home please?" Zayn said while going through his paperwork.
"But Zayn what about my training?"
"We will start training when you get back now go." Zayn said.
I went to grab my bag and Harry grabbed my bag before I could.
"What was all that about?" Harry said as we started to walk towards the door helping me stay standing up.
My stomach was killing me and so was my back.
"So who beat you up so badly?" Harry asked as we walked towards my house.
"Nobody important. God I was fine I don't know why Zayn had to just send me home." I said sounding more frustrated than I was.
"Paige you can barely walk on your own, he did the right thing." Harry said.
Before I could respond we were at the front door and I suppose Monica must have seen me through the window because she was at the door before I even had time to reach in my pocket and grab my key.
"What the hell happened to you?!" Monica yelled. I didn't think my wounds were that obvious, but I guess I was wrong.
"Nothing Monica I'm fine." I said trying to get her to calm down a little.
"Who are you?" she said looking at Harry.
"I'm Harry Styles. Zayn told me to make sure Paige got home ok." he said.
"Oh, well thank you. I'll make sure she is ok. Bye." she said grabbing my bag and putting her arm under my shoulder to help keep me up.
"Bye Harry." I said as I closed the door.
Monica brought me over to the couch and set me down and started to dial a number on her phone.
"Who are you calling?"
She was silent and held the phone up to her ear.
"Henley." she said as she waited for her to pick up.
I quickly grab the phone away and canceled the call and shut her phone all the way down.
"Why did you do that?!" she said getting very angry.
"Henley doesn't need to add this to the list of things she is worrying about right now. She has enough stress trying to keep her GPA at a perfect 4.0 and worrying about Stanford!" I screamed.
"Fine, but she will find out sooner or later. It's Friday so she won't be home till late so just go to bed before she gets home. But then you will have to tell her tomorrow."
After waiting for a minute I realized that is was Friday already...
"Crap!" I yelled searching for my phone.
"What?" Monica asked looking at me with worry.
"I was supposed to go out with Aaron today! I have to call him... but I don't have his number."
Then I called Zayn knowing that he would have the number of everyone who went to our gym.
"Paige? Did you get home safe? Is everything alright?" Zayn asked multiple questions as soon as he answered the phone.
"Yes Zayn I'm fine. I need Aaron's number."
"Aaron? Like Aaron from the gym?"
Zayn's POV
Aaron? Why would she need Aaron's number? Are they going out or something?
"Yes. I was supposed to hang out with him today and I don't have his number to call and apologize.
"Oh yeah I'll go find it." I knew it!
"It's uh 555-545-1100."
"Thanks. See you tomorrow." she said as she hung up without a second thought.
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Well.. there it is. the first chapter I have wrote in 5 months. I hope you guys like it I will try to update a lot more often. OK then thanks for reading <3
- Paige
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The Heart of A Fighter
FanficPaige is a professional boxer hoping to make it to the big time. But when a curly haired boy comes to her gym, will she lose her focus or will she try and forget about him? I guess you have to read to find out...