Amore's POV:
The song you should listen to during this chapter is "Burn it to the ground"-by Nickleback.
4 days later...
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Well, getting into their house was definitely a lot easier than I thought it would be, especially since I was forced to come here, so I didn't have to get my hands dirty and somehow break in.
The past 4 days have been nothing but intense training, mostly because I don't want to have any awkward interactions with any of the guys, but also to show Ashton mostly that I'm not some poor little bitch he can just boss around whenever he pleases. That's my mother's job, not his.
Once I asked Calum if they had a home gym, which I was pretty sure they did because I saw Luke walk in there on the first day of me being here. He showed it to me and told me that I was welcome in here anytime and this is where I have mostly been since. Calum is probably the nicest out of all four of them honestly, he is too nice for his own good. It almost makes me sad that I am only still agreeing to be here with them to steal information, almost.
Letting out a loud breath, as I picked up my water from where I had put it on the floor taking a few drinks of it. Moving back over to the black punching bag I get back into position throwing a few punches.
"Your stance is wrong. You are going to end up breaking your hand punching like that." Letting out a gasp turning to see Ashton leaning on the doorframe of the room his arms crossed over his chest with a look on his face.
It's almost as if he was trying to look into my soul or whatever those romance novels say.
"How long have you been standing there?" I questioned him as he moved into the room coming up to me close enough to where I could see the blue specs in his eyes.
"Who taught you how to fight? A four-year-old?" He said teasingly as if he was trying to get some kind of reaction.
Rolling my eyes facing away from him as I went back to hitting the bag tensing when I felt his hands on my hips going up to my waist.
"You're too stiff. You need to loosen up some, if someone wanted to kill you bad enough you would have been on the ground already." Ashton said slowly moving his hand to the front of my abdomen, my breath hitching at the placement.
I silently cursed myself, as the smirk came onto his face. I knew I just made his already ego twenty times higher than it already was.
"You need to tense here. This is where all your power will come from when you go to punch. Also, you need to stay light on your feet. It will be easier for you to catch yourself if they try to push you off balance. Also don't tuck your thumb unless you want it to break, keep it on the side" Ashton said in a low voice into my ear, as he moved his hand down my arm fixing my thumb to the side of my fist rather than its place where it was tucked.
"Also nice music choices you don't look like a girl would listen to Nickelback" Ashton said as he moved back finally feeling the air come back into my lungs as I had unknowingly held my breath from the small space he had made in between us.
"Looks can be deceiving, you know. Not everyone is what they look like." I said looking over my shoulder at him and seeing the small smirk come over his features before he walks out of the room.
"Well, I thought he would never leave" another voice comes into the room seeing Luke leaning on the same door frame Ashton had been on previously.
Chuckling at his comment before going back to the punching bag using the pointers Ashton gave me, seeing the bag move more than it had been before.
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