Insecure

We push and pull like a magnet do.*

Shape Of You - Ed Sheeran

"Just wait here while I go change ok?" Harry says as he motions to a bench, I nod and he jogs off with his gym bag in tow. 

I pull out my phone to text Emily that I won't need a ride home but see a text from Nathan.

"What are you up to tonight?"  He asks.

"Sorry, just saw this. I'm at the gym right now then cooking dinner when I get home." I reply wondering why he's asking.

"That's cool, maybe we could talk after?" Nathan texts.

"Sure, does 10 work for you?" 

"Yea, I'm a night owl anyways. I'm working in my brother's tattoo shop until 9:30 so that works. Ttyl cutie."  He replies causing me to blush.  

"You ready?" Harry's voice sounds as he walks up to me, I'm breathless as all he's wearing are some athletic shorts slung low on his hips. 

God damn he is hot.

"Uh yea, I didn't think this through at all sorry." Harry says scratching the back of his neck.

"Well you did show me your tits like an hour after I met you Harry." I tease taking not only Harry but myself but surprise at my forwardness.

"I like this Sara." Harry says laughing and it's the most beautiful sound ever. "Come along love." He says reaching his hand out. I smile softly before taking his large hand. "We'll do some weight training first then a half hour of cardio." He informs me.

"A half hour?" I gasp.

"Well I usually do an hour so I'm going easy on you." He says smirking. "Just let me know if you need to stop ok?" He asks and I nod. 

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Harry's POV-

This was a mistake, one massive throbbing fucking mistake. 

We were weight training and Sara was catching on quickly, she was doing really well and wanted to learn more and more which somehow ended up with her bent over in front of me. Whoever made her feel like shit for her body should have his dick chopped off because this girl is a fucking Goddess. 

As she worked out her top would bunch up and I could see bruises all along her hips. Bruises you don't get from normal every day to day life. Someone is either actively abusing her or she really likes rough sex. I want it to be the latter but something tells me it isn't.

It also doesn't help that I can see her lace underwear through her pants when she bends over. 

You have a girlfriend Harry. I remind myself. Lottie and I were never made to last, she seems to think so and I go along with it because I like to see her happy but do I love her?

Well I have love for her but am I in love with her? No. Was I ever in love with her? Nope. 

Sara reminds me a bit of Charlotte when she was younger, Lottie had some weight issues and worked really hard to get into shape before we got together but what Sara doesn't realize is that she IS in shape. She's just naturally very curvy. She's also short so that amplifies her shape.

And this is the reason why I'm locked in the bathroom stroking myself off right now.

"Harry are you ok?" Sara's voice sounds from the other side of the door. 

"Yea, I'll be out in a few minutes" I reply as I squeeze my eyes shut and try to picture Charlotte with her plump lips wrapped around me.

But it doesn't work.