The Fighter *Harry Styles*

5

I squirmed in my seat as Harry took another blow in the stomach. He let out a loud grunt making me shift uncomfortably in my seat on the bench. I never enjoyed watching Harry train or at his fights in general. Hell, I didn't want to watch train but was was nearly dragged by Harry saying how I was his good luck charm. I watched as Harry threw a punch at the other person.

I let out a silent squeal as Harry was forcefully pushed down on the mat. The other guy straddled Harry and repeatedly hit him. Suddenly, Harry flipped them over and Harry took the upper hand throwing punches.

I jumped when someone placed their hand on my shoulder. I turned in my spot and Damian stood behind me with his lips tugged upwards in a smile.

"Ariel" He acknowledged my presence.

"Damian" I hesitantly said.

From the first time I met him until now, I was still a little scared of him. But I've grown used to his appearance.

FLASHBACK

"Ariel, baby" Harry's voice rang behind me.

Harry just finished his match and won, like always.

I turned in my spot and my heart nearly ripped out of my chest. Damian stood with his arms crossed over his chest. A skull tattoo peeked out of his sleeve as he looked at me with his blue eyes. A 5 o'clock shadow adorned his face as he narrowed his eyes at me.

"H-hi" I stuttered.

"Nice meeting you" Damian said with a straight face nearly making me shit my pants as he kept his cold gaze on me.

END OF FLASHBACK

After seeing him a couple more times after I met him the first time, he was a really nice guy. He constantly makes jokes about Harry making me laugh.

"Its been a while" He took a seat next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. I nodded on agreement and we directed our gaze to where Harry was.

"Harry! Stop throwing punches like a pussy!" Damian shouted as I covered my mouth and silently laughed.

Harry let out a huff before shooting us both a glare.

"Take 5, Styles!" Damian shouted.

Harry ducked under the ropes and jogged over to where we were sitting. He took off the cap of my water bottle before finishing the rest.

"What are you guys up to?" Harry wheezed, trying to regain his breathing.

"Catching up with my bestie" Damian chuckled putting me in a head lock and ruffling my hair.

"Damian, stop harassing my girlfriend" Harry joked as Damian let me go and I ran my fingers through my hair.

"5 minutes" Damian said before walking out.

Harry turned to me before using his hips to spread my legs aside so he.could fit in between them.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer but I put my hands on his chest not wanting to get close to his sweaty body.

He pouted at my rejection. He tried again for bring me close but I stood my ground. Instead of trying once more, he leaned down and tried to kiss me but I tried backing away as much as possible.

"Harry. No!" I screeched.

"Why" He groaned.

"You reek!" I loudly exclaimed.

This time when he leaned in, I didn't oblige. His lips firmly pressed to mine as my hands traveled to his biceps and rested there.

He deepened the kiss by having his tongue skim my bottom lip. I granted entrance and his tongue met mine.