Lost In This So Called World

Harrys Pov-

After class I had just enough time to go to the gym. I grab my bag out of my car and head into the local gym. After changing, I head towards the boxing bag and take a few punches at it. My rhythm started out slow but once the anger from the past week is released I'm hitting at a fast pace and not stopping. Suddenly some one clears there throat behind me. I jump and turn to see a short blond looking at me with her green eyes.

"Your stance is wrong." She smirks.

"What?" I asked, mesmerised by her confident posture and beauty, not really even comprehending that she was sort of insulting me.

"Your stance. Its wrong." She repeats, walking over to the bag beside me and taking a proper stance. "Stand like this and you'll have a better balance and you'll pack a harder punch." She throws a punch to prove her point.

"Oh," I reply, sounding like a dumb idiot.

About an hour passed of me and her beating the shit out of the punching bags next to each other, me constantly watching the hard look at her face as she glared at the bag. Geez, wonder what she's thinking of to get her so worked up. She finally finished, stepping back and looking back to me.

"Not bad." She smiles she then walks over to the front desk and does some paper work. I head into the dressing room and put back on my clothes I was wearing earlier on. I walk out to see some guy close to the green eyed girl who's name I still don't know.

"C'mon babe lets have some fun." He grins.

"How bout no." she replies, a disgusted look on her face.

"Don't be a wuss come on."

"She said no." I say firmly from behind her. The guy rolls his eyes and then walks away.

"I could have handled that me self." She stated, a hard look on her face, as if she was offended I stepped in. She could have gotten hurt. She's very small.

"You were clearly handling it very well." I retorted sarcastically. She rolled her eyes and stuck her hand out lazily.

"Winter Frank." Winter, what a pretty name. I took her hand.

"Harry Styles. Is there any chance I could get your number?" I ask, hopeful.

"In your dreams." She chuckles, walking away and leaving me there staring at her ass.



Winters pov-
Get my number? Pft. Never in a million years.

Notes

last chapter for the night. good night people.


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