Working for Styles

{2}

Niall

Monday crept up faster than I thought it would. I was already at the gym but he wasn't. He still had some time to get here before I quit on him all together. Granted, he still had about twenty minutes to get here still, I was growing impatient.

So to pass the time I looked around the gym to see the awards on the wall. Harry's name did show up numerous amount of times. I didn't know much about the lad other than he got signed to a contract at age 19 to become a pro boxer. At age 20, Harry was winning every single match he was in. He was the best and still could be the best...that is if he actually showed up.

I looked down at my watch. He only had ten minutes now before I'd leave and forget this whole thing. I didn't like his disrespect and lack of responsibility. He should have been professional during that meeting. Not wasted off his arse.

I looked around the gym to see the other boxers that fought alongside Harry. No doubt they were doing much better than he is right now. Heck, anyone was probably doing better than Harry. A rookie could probably win.

I turned my attention to the doors to finally see him walk through the doors...but he wasn't alone. I was stupid to think he'd actually take this seriously. He had a girl on either side of him; a blonde and a red-head. I made my way over to them and pulled Harry away from the girls.

"Heyy, mate," Harry said.

"Don't hey mate me. You two," I pointed to the girls, "leave. Now."

They pouted and left, but not before giving Harry a kiss on the cheek.

"Harry..." I said sternly.

"What? I got here on time. Like you asked. Geez, want me to shit gold too?"

I wasn't gonna have his attitude.

"Don't get smart with me, Styles. Hurry up and get changed. I haven't got all day."

Harry looked me up and down.

"Got a hot date or somethin?"

He smirked.

"Get dressed now or so help me I'm leaving out that door right now and you'll never see another award in your pathetic life."

He didn't seem fazed. Must've thought I was bluffing. I sure as hell wasn't. I was serious about this job and I wanted him to be serious too.

"Alright, alright. Geez, get your boxers out of your ass."

He headed to the locker room and I could already feel that it was gonna be a long training session. But I had to be the professional one here. I had to keep my composure and not ruin things for myself. Heck, I was getting paid double now to whip his sorry ass into shape. It better be worth it.

He came out of the locker room in his boxing attire and looking cocky. I rolled my eyes then pointed to the ring for him to get in. He actually listened and didn't give me any smart talk. I found a pair of boxing gloves and put them on. Stepping into the ring with Harry, all I thought was: it's gonna be fun to kick his ass.

"So how are we gonna--"

I gave him a right hook to the face and he fell down immediately. He hit the ground hard and laid there for a few seconds.

"Get up!" I shouted.

So he got up only for me to knock him down again.

"What the hell?"

He was angry. Good.

"Get up," I ordered.

"You'll just knock me down again."

Oh, so now he was being a pussy? I thought he was some great boxer. I laughed. Wow. I was so wrong.

"That's the point. Get knocked down, get up again. It's a repeating cycle. Now, get up."

He slowly got up.

"Now actually try to block me this time."

I went to left hook him to the face this one. He blocked it, leaving his gut vulnerable. I had my chance and I took it. I punched him in his gut so hard he started coughing to the point he probably would have started puking.

"This is not some game to me, Styles. This is business. I'm getting paid to get you back to your former glory. I'm not gonna go easy on you. I'm not your mummy and I'm most definitely not your friend. I'm gonna kick your ass every single chance I get until you actually get it through your thick cocky skull that this is reality. You can't just assume you'll win because you're good. You were good. But you've been slacking and I won't tolerate it. If I so much as see you take one drop of alcohol in my presence..." I let out a short laugh, "you can say goodbye to your boxing career. You got that?!"

He just stared at me and when I looked around, so was everyone else in the gym. But it didn't bother me. All that mattered is that this got through to Harry.

"You got that?!" I repeated.

Harry nodded quickly. Did it actually work? Did I scare him? I wouldn't know until I got some good progress out of him and I knew that was gonna take forever.

The rest of today's training went better. He was actually blocking me but he was still the one getting knocked to the ground. Not once did he make a punch that actually made contact with my body; that frustrated him a lot.

It was getting close to the time the gym would close and I just stared at the sweaty lad in front of me; just panting hard.

"Alright, Styles. We're done for today."

He took a sigh of relief.

"Oh thank god."

He let his body drop to the floor and he laid there. I chuckled and shook my head as I lightly kicked him.

"Get your lazy ass up!"

He sat up and gave me a dirty look.

"Training is over for the day. I get to rest now."

I laughed again.

"Is that what your previous trainer told you? No wonder you're losing."

Harry quickly jumped to his feet, probably ready to knock me on my ass, but I beat him to it. He was back laying down.

"One, don't ever do that again. And two, you never get to rest. This is a fast paced job. You need to be constantly moving. With that in mind, I'll be stopping by your house say...around 5:30 tomorrow morning. Be ready for a run."

"You've gotta be shittin me. There's no way in hell I'm doing that."

Harry folded his arms across his chest. I rolled my eyes. What a baby.

"If you want to be the "winner" you claim yourself to be, you will."

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{A/N} hey there it's BrunoMars_lovr_1d and uh yeah (sorry I suck at authors notes. Always have and always will 😂) but here's chapter two!!

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