age 16 (harry) 17 (zayn)

grade 11 - junior year

"god, you're good at this." harry spoke, as zayn beat him again in wii bowling.

"i always have been." zayn smiled, nodding.

"okay, how about we do boxing?" harry asked, using his wii remote to leave bowling and go into boxing.

"you're on styles." zayn grinned.

"watch out malik," harry pulled his shirt off, and right away zayn knew he was going to lose.

"i'll try," zayn breathed.

the boxing match began and harry started the punch dramatically at the screen.

"oh baby yeah!!" harry groaned, even though he had already knocked zayn out once.

zayn was breathing hard.

zayn licked his lips and watched as harry's biceps flexed as he punched.

zayn was done.

he immediately let harry win.

"yeah!!" harry shout, dropping his controllers as the winning wii music began to play.

zayn sat down and watched harry put his shirt back on.

"please don't," zayn mumbled, and luckily, harry didn't hear.

"we've gotta do that again another time." harry grinned and zayn nodded.

"yes." zayn nodded, exhaling. "so you'll just take your shirt off again like its nothing, yeah sure.." zayn spoke, dazed.

harry heard and thought zayn was joking. "you want some styles?"

"yes, of course." zayn chuckled.

"sorry, it's all taken." harry smirked.

"by whom?"

"leigh." harry winked, and just like that the moment was ruined.

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