Protector

Destiny's POV
It's been 3 days since I went to zayn's gym to get someone to train me and I'm scared out my shit. No joke, I feel like I'm going to puke everytime I even think about doing in the gym. So here is what I think is going to happen, I think I'm going to go there, Harry being my trainer is going to work me hard enough so that I can't move and then I'm going to back out out of training. And guess what! I can't do that! No seriously I can't! It clearly says on one of the papers that I got from the gym, that you CAN NOT stop going to the gym until Zayn says you can. And 1-4 days of being at the gym will not be enough for me I asure you.

I decided to just take a dufle bag with my stuff in it, Cause I have way too much stuff to carry. I have my clothes, to work out in, my clean clothes, water bottles, an a towel. and I'm just not carring that shit in my arms. Drag queens will fucking tell you, Shits complicated. But there is an upside to carring this thing, whenever some guy trys to make a move on me i'll just hit them with it.

Well I think I'm ready to- Oh shit no I'm not! I almost forgot my phone, all my musics on that! If I have to do something I'm more productive while listening to music. I walk to my room and grab my headphones and phone of my dresser. and walk out of my room, into the hallway, enter the living room and then out the front door of my house and onto the street. The hot and, some what humid, air hit my face and I exhaled, I just looked at the run down town I call home, I love the outdoors but this is no place like the country. How I wish we could move back to the country.

But sadly we moved to this terrible city because my mom got a really good job in the bigger part of the city, and the better part at that. But at that time we didn't have enough money for that, so we moved here.

Well enough about me, I put my headphones in and started walking up the sidewalk, in the direction of the gym. It started playing 'it's been awhile' by 'Staind'.

"It's been awhile, since I could hold my head up high, and it's been awhile, since I first saw you." The music boomed through my head phones and I mouthed the words as it sang them.
I mouthed the words of every song that came on my IPhone, as I walked up the sidewalk with my head looking up at the sky every once in awhile.

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As I aprotched the gym on the right side of the street, I saw someone standing in front of the building. I got closer and saw they had a ciggrett in the mouth, it was Zayn. And he was shirtless as he was 3 days ago when I last saw him. But this time I realised he has tattoos, lots of them. Don't even ask me why I didn't notice that the first time I saw him, cause I have no idea.

He didn't seem to notice me when I walked up to him so I kinda backed up at little, while taking my headphone out of my ears and started walking towards him again and said, "Hey Zayn."

This time he turned his head and looked at me. He studied me and then breathed in the smoke of the ciggrett making the end light up an orange red color. I just stood there as he took the ciggrett out of his mouth and breath out the smoke in the other direction, making a few rings with the while swirls that seemed to fly in the air, but he didn't seem to do it on purpose.

"Destiny right?" he said looking at me and nodding.

"Yeah, Harry is here right?" I asked.

"Yeah he's inside, Yeah I know what your thinking, he didn't seem to ancious to train you 3 days ago, well he got over it and now he's waiting for you in there." he said and I was kinda thinking he would say he wouldn't be here.

"Oh,Ok thanks" I said before grabbing the door handle, but he caught my attention, "your not going to work out in that are you?" he said refering to my black skinny jeans and purple tank top.

I looked at what I was wearing and looked back at him, "uh no, I brought some other clothes." I said and he just nodded and looked back at the street putting the ciggrett back in his mouth, inhaling again.

I turned back at the front door and opened it. I always thought that smoking was kinda gross but Zayn makes it look really hot. The way he cerves his lips around the ciggrett, and the way he blows the smoke makes him look like such a bad ass and I think that makes him look that much hotter.

I was going to go find Harry, when I heard someone call my name. I turned around and say his curly brown hair first and then his torso that was shirtless, really tone, and sweaty but not the gross sweaty. I didn't look any farther down cause I didn't want to start druling. He walked over to me and he looked me up and down. I looked at him with a confused look while puttting my headphones in my pack pocket with my phone.

"your not working out in that are you?" he said and I sighed heavily, "No. I have to go change first, please tell me you have a girls locker room." I said rolling my eyes.

He laughed and he pointed to the door that said 'locker room' and I said a 'thanks' and I walked away, "meet me at the tredmills!" he yelled so I could hear him. I just gave him a thumbs up without turning around and walked through the door. I saw 2 other doors, one had 'men' on it in blue lettering, and the other said 'woman' and was in pink lettering, I rolled my eyes at this stareotype and walked in.

The place smelled like lightly scented tampons and a tad of bleach, but the room looked like it hadn't been touched in at least 6 mouths. tampons on the floor, that explains the smell, towels still on the rack on the walls, and many other things that I could menchin but I'm here for a reason and thats to train, not to inspected.

I walk over to the changing rooms and find one thats not completely discustion and started to getting my clothes out of my gym bag. I take my shirt off and bra cause I really don't want to work out in a regular bra, thats what sports bras are for. I put my white sports bra on and my favorits old purple tanktop on. I took my jeans of and got out my black yoga shorts out of my bag and put them on. I put my other clothes in my gym bag and just left it in the changing room, but not before I took my IPhone and headphone out of my jeans along with a bottle of water.

I walked out of the locker room and walked over to the tredmills where I saw Harry and his curls. He was talking to a really fit dude who was 20 or so and he had a few tattoos but no where near as many as Harry or Zayn. also he had brown hair that looked he had resently shaved his head but it has been growing back pretty fast.

Harry's back was turned to me so he didn't know I was behind him. He was still talking to the dude. "Harry" I said putting my wieght on one leg. but he didn't seem to hear me, so I tried again. "Harry" I said a little louder but he still didn't notice me. Alright I came here to train, not to stand and wait, "Harry!" I yelled this time and he and the guy he was talking to heard me.
Harry turned around and the guy looked around and then saw me. "no need to yell babe." Harry said looking down at me, he was just a little taller than me. I'm 5'11 but I'm not that strong, well strong enough to pin this dick to the ground.

"You ready to train?" he asked me grinning.

"Yeah, what do I do?" I asked him and he looked at the line tredmills that were behind him.
"Run 2 miles on a tredmill and we'll see what else you can do" He said smiling at the tredmill in the cornor and then me.

"Are you serious, thats all you want me to do, is run?" I said looking up at him like really. He looked surprised after I said that, like he thought I was supposed to complain about running. Usually I'm not one for running but I guess I can deal with it.

"Yeah, for now" he said answering my question. I walked over to a tredmill that wasn't ocupid and got on I pushed the on button after putting my water bottle in the cup holder.

Harry walked over to my tredmill and said pointing at the little number settings, "when this turns to the number 2 that means you ran 2 miles and you can stop."

"I know how to work a tredmill Harold" I said putting my headphones in. the guy Harry was talking to laughed at Harry. He turned around and said "shut up!" and the dude stopped laughing but after Harry turned back around he stared to chuckle to himself.

"come find me when your done" He said to me before walking away. I started my music up and 'Let me go' by '3 Doors down' started playing in my ears. I decided to time myself and see how long it took me to rung 2 miles. I pulled the stopwatch app up on my phone and started it, and put it in my back pocket. I turned up the speed on the tredmill so I was at a steady running pace. And started to run for what would be the next hour. I hate running.

Notes

Sorry this update took so long you guys, I've just been really busy with school work and stuff and I haven't had the time but I hope you enjoyed this chapter.