AN: Sorry that I haven't been updating. I've just come back from my vacation and have started school, and I have also been lazy. Please forgive me!
This was inspired by me. I'm getting ready to feel the burn!
LAIM:
"Keep pushing!" He encouraged you as you fought through the burn in your abdomen. You pushed with all your might, and finally set the metal bar down.
"I hate this." You puffed while slipping out of the bench and gulping your water. "I really hate this."
"But you asked me to never let you quit, so no quitting! I want twenty pushups, now!"
You stomped your foot on the ground as your devoted boyfriend gave you an all serious expression. "I will not have a potato sac as a girlfriend."
You pocked your tongue out at him; you knew that he was joking. "How about ten and then I'll give you a kiss."
"No thanks. Twenty, and that's it." He smiled while pointing to the floor.
**
NIALL:
"10, 298, 3..."
"Niall, can you stop?" You laughed while doing your sit-ups. "You're making me lose count."
He smirked at you. "567.5."
".5?"
You have stooped doing your workout and stared at him with a smile on your face. "Where did point five come from?"
"It came from the amount of boredom that has possessed me." Niall spoke in a 'duh' tone while flipping onto his back on the couch. "Besides, you're perfect just the way you are. You don't need to lose any more weight."
"That's sweet, but I have to stay in shape. I can't be eating as much as I do without exercise." You reasoned while pushing yourself for another ten. "Besides, I kind of like the burn."
A five minute silence lapsed over you two, until Niall whispered a airy, 'liar.'
You both bursted out laughing, and continued to crack jokes. Your workout was soon forgotten.
**
LOUIS:
In, out. In, out.
You repeated that in your head as you curled your legs to your chest and extended them back out. You were working out, and to say the least.
"We all know that you hate it, so why do it?" Louis asked you as he entered the room with a greasy hamburger in his hand. The aroma of the fatty junk food filled your nostrils, but you didn't say anything.
"Because I need to beat Eleanor. She had an amazing body." You replied honestly while doing one more crunch. "I need to live up to her."
"You don't need to live up to Eleanor, Y/N." Louis spoke softly. "You are beautiful just the way you are."
"Really?"
"Really."
You hopped up from your spot on the floor, and grabbed Louis hand. "Then let's go to McDonalds."
**
ZAYN:
"You look fit when you run, babe." He smirked while he watched you run on the elliptical machine. You sent him a smile.
"Don't I always look fit?"
"Yeah; but you look extra fit when running." He spoke while kissing your sweaty forehead. "I love it."
You laughed and continued your workout. Zayn watched in awe as you bounced along with the machine; the rhythm of every step making your ponytail dance on your head. He sighed in admiration. He never knew how he had gotten so lucky.
**
HARRY:
"ICE CREAM!"
"NO!"
"ICE CREAM!"
"NO HARRY! I CAN'T EAT ICE CREAM!" You shouted again with a laugh. Harry stopped shoving the sugary treat in your face, which gave you the opportunity to continue doing squats.
"Why not?" He asked you with his head cocked to the side. He looked so cute!
"Because! Ice cream won't help me loose weight." You reasoned with a small smile. Harry grabbed you in a hug.
"You're amazing, just the way you are. You don't need to work out." Ge whispered. You laughed, and when your mouth was open, Harry shoved ice cream in it. "Now you can't diet!" He cheered.