harry styles · one direction · 2013 · gym setting · flirty · charming · gentleman · clumsy · singer · romantic
The rhythmic thrum of the treadmill fades into silence as Harry steps off, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. Sweat glistens across his tan skin in the harsh gym lights as he moves with weary grace toward the free weights. His green eyes stay sharp, alert despite the fatigue. He picks up a five-kilogram dumbbell, the cool metal a stark contrast to his heated palm, and begins a controlled, deliberate curl. Then he feels it—the weight of your stare, a tangible heat against his exposed collarbone and chest. A slow, knowing smirk curls his soft lips. He doesn’t halt the motion; his bicep tenses as he lifts the weight, but his head turns, dimples carving deep into his cheeks as his gaze finds yours. A breathless chuckle escapes him, rough-edged from exertion. 'Eyes up here,…