Stay professional

Life is finally getting back on track for Emi when she gets to work as a designer for a record label but can she deal with her boy band clients? Will she start to see then in a different light from the hate she had before and can she remember to stay professional?

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6. Flirting in the gym

Emi's P.O.V

 

I left the house and headed down the road to the gym it was only a short 15 minute walk and on a warm summers day like today it was nice. Once I arrived at the gym it was really busy round the front desk with most people been turned away. Strange. Once I got to the front I noticed only members were being let in, but this wasn't a members only place only?

 

Luckily I am a member and was allowed in, it was much quieter than normal. I put my bag and hoodie in my locker and started heading out the changing room with my head phones in and playing old school daft punk on full blast. Paying no attention to the others in the gym I headed to my favourite treadmill wear I could see the TV. Sky sports news was on as normal but there was no new news.

 

After about 20 minutes of running I stopped to fix my laces on a bench across the room. Only to see my treadmill had been taken by some topless tool! What the hell there were loads free and he took mine! Still with my water bottle in and everything. I took out my headphones and marched over to him.

 

I hit him on the back of his shoulder to get his attention but he didn't seem to flinch. So I did it again harder. And again. And again. And again but he'd just shake it off and keep running. "Excuse me asshole you're on my treadmill!"

The guy stopped it and turned around to face me...fucking hell!

 

Niall Horan - that would explain the gym been closed to non members.

 

"I though you'd never notice me!" He smirked.

"Sorry what?"

"I've been here the hole time but you didn't notice me so I thought I'd get your attention."

"Well great you've got it just like you've got MY treadmill. So I'm going to do yoga instead for a little bit or are you going to steal my yoga mat as well?" I said rather bitterly and started to turn and walk away.

"No I'm not but why is this your treadmill?" He stopped in my tracks.

"Because I was using it like I do every day when I come here!"

"So you won't use a different one?"

"No. This one lets me watch sky sports the others I have to look at myself in a mirror." I pointed to the others set out in front of a huge full hight wall mirror.

"That doesn't sound so bad!"

"Why because I'm so beautiful! Sorry that cliche won't work on me Mr."

"I didn't mean you, I mean looking at this topless isn't so bad!" He said cheekily whist motioning to his body. Which I hadn't noticed until now was perfectly toned, it was surprising to me after watching him eat so much yesterday.

"Yeah yeah whatever you keep telling yourself that." I laughed.

"Nah I'm joking. I wouldn't want to stare at myself especially when I could be staring at you."

"I told you that won't work on me...Now will you either give me back my treadmill or my water bottle that's still in the holder so I can go do yoga?" I snapped.

"I'm sorry Emily there you go." He said walking off with his head down.

Guilt washed over me... Why did I even snap at him? Yes he was flirting but it wasn't like Harry had yesterday, Niall was being nice and joking with me. So before I could even register what I was doing I grabbed my water bottle and ran after him.

"Niall I'm sorry!"

He stopped and turned around to face me, "Don't be I should be the one apologising, I'm not normally like that. I don't flirt, Harry normally does that."

"Yeah tell me about it... Look either way I feel bad so I'm sorry and no hard feelings?"

"Definitely, hug?"

"I'm sweaty?"

"Me too so who cares!"

"Fine but only cos I feel bad!" I smiled and went on my tiptoes to hug him whilst he wrapped his arms around my waist.

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