O2L Imagines

The Guys Trying To Get/Getting Your Attention At The Gym // Preferences

Connor - 

He wipes the sweat off of his forehead with his towel while heading over to the beverage bar to get water. He notices you sitting there on one of the stools with your gym bag beside you and a smoothie in front of you.

"Is the smoothie good? I was thinking of getting one for myself." He asks with a smile, sitting beside you while placing down his gym bag beside him. 

"It's really good, I recommend this one though." You say leaning closer to him to point at which one you're talking about on the menu in front of him. He nods and smiles, and orders.

"I'm Connor by the way." 

"Y/N."

Kian - 

It's the middle of the winter so the parking lot at the gym is terrible to use right now but Kian finds a parking spot and pulls in, he notices a young girl to the right of him leaning against her steering wheel with her head in her hands. He reaches behind him grabbing his sweater and gym bag while getting out, she gets out moments after he does and lifts the hood of her car. She has the flashlight of her phone on and flashing inside of her hood. 

"Need any help?" He asks, handing her his sweater noticing she's only in her gym shorts and a tank top.

"Thank you. My car just broke down, do you know any car place I could call? I've called all of them but no luck." She pulls his sweater over her head and hugs it close to her face, shivering. 

"No, but I could drive you home after you're done inside? Unless you need to go now." 

"Oh no, it's okay! I don't want to be a bother." She picks up her gym bag and throws it over her shoulder. "Here, you need your sweater back." 

"It's okay, you can keep it." 

"What's your name?"

"Kian."

"I'm Y/N.. here." She hands him a piece of paper with her number on it and heads inside the gym to begin working out.

Kian and Y/N ended up skipping working out, heading to a fast food restaurant and talking with each other all night. Kian then drove Y/N home and they continued talking ever since.

Sam -

He usually isn't the one trying to get attention by other girls, it's the other way around. 

When you walk into the gym it's packed then usual. You go up to the front desk to scan your membership card and smile at the employee behind the desk.

"What's the special occasion?" You joke, making the employee laugh.

"I know. It's strange." You smile before walking away towards the squatting station. 

You usually head for the treadmills but you decide your booty could use a little bit of work. Most of the stations are all taken up except for one that's beside a boy your age. 

"Lovely." You mumble, dropping your bag beside you. You've been self conscious about yourself since you were young, a fuck boy complimenting your squatting stance is the last thing you need. You begin to set up your weights on each side of the bar, 125lb on each side. You look over at the boy beside you before you begin squatting, gladly he isn't looking at you yet. You grip the bar and begin to squat, you watch your reflection very carefully in the mirror in front of you adjusting your stance whenever needed. 

56 squats later, you let out a quiet grunt as you feel the burn in your legs now. You lock eyes with a guy behind you in the mirror watching you carefully, you then look over at the boy beside you who still hasn't looked at you yet.

"Damn girl, can you do that on me?" The older man asks you, slapping your butt. You place down the bar and turn around crossing your arms.

"Come on buddy, why don't you go fuck around with someone who wants your irrelevant self around?" The boy beside you says, he looks pretty pissed off. You grab your gym bag, ready to leave. You go to move around the older guy but he grabs you and pulls you closer to him. 

"Get off me." You say and push him away from you.

"Come on sweet heart, don't play so hard to get." The man says, you scoff and shake your head.

The guy who was beside you punches the guy in the jaw soon after he says that and gets close to his face. He says something that I couldn't make out but it looks like it's startled the guy, you begin to back away and head out of the gym. You get to the front door but you hear a yell.

"Hey!" You stop and turn around seeing the guy who just stood up for you.

"Hey.. thank you for back there. It means a lot." 

"No problem at all. Are you okay though?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks again." You smile and turn to go leave the gym.

"Wait.." He says and you turn around again. "I'm Sam by the way."

You smile. "Y/N." You unlock your phone and hand it to him to add in his number and he does the same for you. After that day you guys haven't stopped talking since.

JC-

You head towards the doors of the gym and stop to look outside. It's snowing even harder than it was earlier and it's hard to see out there. You turn towards the employee behind the desk who called you.

"Be careful out there!" 

"I will be, you too!"

You open the doors and you're greeted by a crisp wind, of course you're wearing gym shorts and a sweater. You pull your gym bag closer to you while squinting your eyes trying to find the nearest bus stop. You start to walk into the parking lot but you slip on ice expecting to fall right on your butt into cold snow, instead you fall into what feels like arms. You look to your right and see a boy that's around your age, he helps you to your feet. 

"You okay?" He asks, bringing you inside.

"Yeah, I'm good. Thank you." You smile.

"I can help you walk to your car if you'd like." He offers, smiling. 

"I'm actually taking the bus home tonight, but thank you for the offer. Be safe on the roads tonight." You smile heading towards the door.

"I could drive you home, it wouldn't be a bother. I just don't want you waiting in the cold."

You smile and nod your head. "Thank you."

You let him work out and sit beside where he is and talk to him the whole time. You became really close to him during those 2 hours. Ever since that night you two hung out and spoke all the time.

Ricky - 

You kept your ear buds in while leaving the gym, you dropped your head while leaving. In your own little world you were jamming mentally until you bumped into something that scared the heck out of you. 

"I'm so sorry!" You look up and see a familiar face.

You smile and realise it's a guy you've seen here often. You shove his shoulder playfully.

"Whatta jerk." 

"Wait.." You let him figure out who you are, he smiles and raises an eyebrow. "I take it back, I'm not sorry." He says and you both laugh, making small talk.