Coached ➳ l.p [au]

chapter 38: part one

Rolling my eyes, I go around him to reach my closet to look for what I should change into. Where would we even be going today? God, I hope it's nowhere exotic or expensive. Knowing Liam, he'd probably take me to outer space and make me do pushups or planks on the surface of the moon.

No thanks, i'd rather not get hit by an astroid or meteor.

"Where are the towels?" I hear Liam call from the hallway before I answer him with a quick 'in the closet.'

After I pick out a plain pink shirt that happened to be too small in my Fatty Jo days- and can obviously fit me now- I match it with slim jeans, and head towards the shower.

My shower was maybe fifteen minutes- which was very short for me, considering that there is a twenty one year old probably snooping around in my room- before I decided to just change in the bathroom. It was actually suffocating because it was like a large heater in there, and I could hardly inhale any fresh oxygen.

With my hair being damp, I walked back into my bedroom and immediately gasped at what was in front of me.

"Sorry, I hope you don't mind that i'm using this," Liam laughs, gesturing to the hair dyer in his hand.

"That's actually the lesser problem considering that you're basically standing naked in my bedroom," I say, walking past him to slip on some random flats that are on the ground.

"What, you've never seen a man in his underwear?" Liam asks, chuckling from behind me.

"Definitely not in batman underwear."

"Batman is cool," he pouts. "Anyways, I just need to dry my pants before we make it there."

"Where are we even going?" I ask him, for the first time looking at his bare legs. They're not even hairy, which surprises me because most guys have lots of hair on their legs, don't they?

"Be patient, and you'll see. I'm excited, actually," he smiles, running the blow dryer down one of the damp pant legs.

"Yeah, whatever. It better not be those dance classes again, because if I have to see those old people trying to hip roll to Jason Derulo one more time, i'm sure my eyes will fall out of their sockets."

"I'm sure their hips were put out of place!" Liam joins in. "But no, sadly; you're not dancing today. Although i'd enjoy the feeling of your body moving against mine again."

I shake my head at him, slightly flattered but still guarded. "You're such a perv, Liam."

"Anytime, m'lady Jo." He winks at me.

"Please put your pants back on."

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"Wait," Liam runs past me and grabs something inside before running back to where I am standing outside the car.

He cheekily smiles and holds up what he almost had left behind, "I almost forgot my clipboard!"

I watch him walk down the pathway to the car, and open the door for me even though I was going to do it myself.

"Thanks," I mutter. "Where's your other car that you got for your birthday?"

"Oh, I wanted to leave that one at home. I just like driving my truck sometimes," he shrugs, putting the keys in ignition.

"Okay," I say, feeling the cold air from the AC hit my face. It feels so good in the summer heat, and also because i'm probably sweating all over my forehead.

Ha, it's good thing I don't wear concealer.

"You know," Liam speaks up, pulling out from where he was parked. "Even though you were stubborn, hesitant, and sarcastic, i'd say that you've been the best client i've ever had."

"Oh please," I snort. "You're just saying that because you like me."

"That's true," he laughs. "But seriously, you have been. My other clients would easily give up on me and themselves. One of them even went out of his way just to make sure I never came back. Unfortunately, though, I did purposely. And I even brought Harry along."

"That's pretty cruel of you, mister," I say. Jesus, I feel bad for that boy since Harry was so rough on just me alone.

"On the bright side, I got the kid to lose fifty pounds in all," Liam grins to himself. "One of my proudest accomplishments besides you."

"Nice to know," I chuckle. "I only lost like thirty four pounds; that isn't a lot compared to your other clients."

Liam looks at me while we're at a stoplight. "Yes, but my accomplishment with you is that while you lost weight, I helped you gain confidence and self-esteem. That's what makes it so unique, Jo, and I am massively proud of that. And of you."

Should I be proud too?

Yes, I should. Before I met Liam, I would mask my feelings- I wouldn't show them, and I refused to. All I gave off was my personality, and I chose to not let anything or anyone reveal my emotions. But the truth was that it doesn't even matter if you show them, because in fact that makes you stronger. Learning from your mistakes, makes you remember that it's alright to cry every once and a while. Or even to laugh. And Liam did play a huge role in me finding out who I really am.

"I'm going to miss you being my coach, Payne Train," I half-smile at the use of the nickname.

Liam mimics my face expression, holding the same kind of smile. "I'm going to miss it too. Especially when I move back to Wolverhampton."

"You're moving back to where?!"

Liam laughs loudly, looking at me from the side. "I was kidding! Probably going to be in this country my whole life. I think Zayn's moving though."

"God, I hate you. You really did scare me for a second."

"Awww is it because you love me?" Liam coos.

"Maybe."

-

I slip off my flats, and set them to the side because apparently shoes aren't allowed.

"Liam, your feet stink."

"I know," he grins, taking my hand as he pulls me along past the sign on the wall where all the rules are laid out:

1. No shoes allowed on the trampolines.

2. Anyone 8 through the age of 12 must be accompanied by an adult at all times.

3. No food, drinks etc. on the balloons

4. Be safe, and have fun!

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so the next part where they're actually at the bouncy place will obviously be in the next chapter lol

if u have ever been to Thin Air, Pump it Up, etc. the setting is sort of like that

ps. Im more than likely going to make up the entire setting though bc i wanna make it my own haha

N E way

i have an idea for a sequel if i ever even do it lol im just rlly curious to see if any of u would actually read it

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