The Next Door Neighbour 3

Katie and Harry seem extremely happy until they hit a bump in their relationship. When something or should I say someone gets in the way of their love, how will they solve their issues?

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Katie's POV

I had been sat in the gym for about an hour now. Nor Harry or Brad had fallen over once and I was started to think this had been a wasted trip. I walked around the small room full of weights and treadmills, trying to find service for my phone. 

We were the only people in this room, I think Harry hired it out or something. Once wondering around the whole room and discovering there was no service anywhere, I sat down on this block you are meant to do step ups on.

"What do you guys find so great about going to the gym?" I sighed, seeing as right now, I was bored out of my mind.

"I dunno," Brad shrugged. "I guess it's quite competitive," 

"Like you wanna be stronger or faster than your mates," Harry added.

"What like: 'oi mate i can do more press ups than you!' " I said in a deep british accent.

"Not really," Brad answered. "Although I could do more than you," He laughed.

"Of course you could," I replied. "Does it look like I work out?" 

"I bet I can do more than you Brad," Harry piped up.

"Wanna bet?" Brad answered.

"Now, now boys," I said.

"Come on, let's do it." Harry smiled.

"It's on," Brad smiled.

"Okay, I'll relax on the floor and laugh at you," I smiled, lying down with my back against the floor.

"First one to stop loses," Brad said.

"That's usually how these things work Bradley," I said.  

"Shut up," He replied. "I'm trying to get in the zone," 

Harry then walked over to me, postioning himself above me in the press up position.

"Ew, what are you doing?" I asked. "Get away!" 

"Come on, I gotta have some motavation," He smirked.

"Hey, I don't get any motavation," Brad exclaimed.

"Well I don't see your girlfriend round here," Harry answered.

"Burn," I laughed.

"And why do you need motivation? Afraid Brad will go on for longer than you? Our family is very good at winning things," I smiled. 

"I bet I could still win," Brad smiled.

"Dream on Simpson," Harry chuckled.

"It's on Styles," Brad replied.

"Hey, don't call him Styles," I said.

"Umm, okay?" Brad answered.

"Ready?" Harry asked.

"Ready," Brad nodded.

"Come on Styles." i smiled.

"But you just said-" Brad said, before I cut him off. 

"3, 2, 1, GO!" I exclaimed.

They both started to push up and down on there muscular arms. Whenever Harry came down, he stole a quick kiss from my lips, before pushing himself back up. They both kept going at a pretty consistent rate for a good three minutes, before they both started to slow. 

"I will not give into you," Harry said, through slow breaths.

"I'm gonna win, let's just face it," Brad smirked. 

They both continued for another two minutes, before the press ups got serioisly slow.

"Come on guys, put some welly into it," I said.

"Easy for you to say," Harry replied.

"All you have to do it kiss him," Brad added.

"Well all I wanted to do was lie on the floor, so I'm doing more than I intended to do," I pointed out. 

"Okay, I'm really bored now," I said after another minute of painfully slow press ups. 

"Let's go home," I said.

"I will...not...give into...him," Harry spoke, through breathes.

"You don't have too," I smiled, pulling him down by the collar of his shirt. His lips connected to mine for a few seconds, before I realised how sweaty and gross he was and pushed him off of me.

"If you two are quite down," Brad sighed. 

I sat up looking at him.

"I believe I win." He smiled.

"No, rematch," Harry exclaimed. "That wasn't fair."

"Come on let's go home," I sighed.

"Mate you can't face the fact that I won," Brad smiled.

"That was so not fair, Katie I hate you," Harry glared at me.

"Love you too babes," I replied, smiling sweetly. "Now let's go home," 





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