Harry’s P.O.V

I woke up in a bed that wasn’t mine, and then remembered last night. I looked round and saw the blonde, still sleeping next to me. I got dressed and left before she woke up. Then I started thinking to myself, was that all to make Kayla jealous? She had been so annoying last night, refusing to show me any emotion, but happily talking to Mason and Niall!
I have never been so crazy about one girl, and I don’t like it. I headed over to the gym to start my boxing training; it always helped clear my mind. A violent sport that calmed me.

Kayla’s P.O.V

I’d been so hard on Harry last night, but he always tried to make out he got every girl he wanted, and Mason had even told me he wasn’t used to being refused! I mean what the hell, that can’t be good for the boy. I got up and headed for my day job, at the leisure and gym center. I was a lifeguard, and because no one ever really got hurt, or drowned the job was pretty easy. The leisure center was a big building with two floors, downstairs was the pool, and upstairs was the gym and café. You could see part of the gym, through a glass wall and vice versa.
I took my usual post up on the chair, and started looking around the pool for anything. After a while my eyes wandered up to the gym, and my heart stopped. Harry. What did I have to do to get rid of that boy!? He was covered in sweat, on a mat with punching gloves on, taking strong looking punches at a guy with pads on his hands. After each punch the guy stumbled, steadied, and took the next blow. He looked hot, but at the same times a little scary. The two men stopped, and I looked away, but not before Harry caught my eye. Crap. I scanned the pool quickly, and then looked up again; he was looking down on me, like I had come here just to see him! I wanted to slap him. Then a small voice inside me said,

Then he could punch back a lot harder.

That scared me, maybe being so horrible to Harry hadn’t been the best idea. He was twice my size, and obviously a lot stronger, he couldn’t easily force me into things and with his strength, I didn’t stand much of a chance refusing.

After work, I went up to grab a starbucks and surprise, surprise. Harry was there, like he was waiting. When I got my coffee, he motioned for me to come sit with him, I didn’t refuse. “So when were you gonna tell me you worked here?” he said smirking.
“Eh, never. It didn’t seem important. So you box?” I asked.
“Yea, mostly train to keep fit, but it comes in handy now and again,” he said winking. He fought with people, and I felt sorry for the person being beaten up. We talked for a bit, me keeping and rude comments coming out, after seeing what Harry was capable of. He noticed.
“This is a new side of you, less mouthy. What’s the change?” he said, leaning forward and putting a hand on my knee. I gulped, what do I say?! I don’t want to aggravate you, so I’m keeping my mouth shut. Yea that would work! “I don’t know what you mean,” I choked out. He squeezed my knee, and said “let’s go back to mine.” Always sounding like a demand. We stood up, and we took his car to his house, saying he would get Niall to get my car home to my flat. How? I don’t know, I had the only key.

We walked up to his house, and he let me in. His house was actually clean, for a teenage boy. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out a six pack of beers. “Let’s get to know each other,” he said grinning. This would be interesting…

Notes

Would of updated earlier, but my laptop went mental...

So is Kayla gonna spill some things, dramaaaa aha ;)

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