Jason McCann Imagines

6. You Train With Him. (Cute)

"For god's sake!" Jason's best friend Brad shouted as his eyes wandered round the room. "We're never going to be ready in time." His girl went over to him and calmed him down as I looked for Jason. Someone grabbed me from behind and covered my mouth. I gasped and elbowed the person in the gut, but they blocked it and twirled me around pushing me up to the wall. I let out a breathe of relief.

"You are a fucking asshole." I said and pushed him, he smirked pressing his lips up to mine. "See you just can't take me on Y/N and you know you can't." I rolled my eyes. "Fine then, teach me." He looked me up and down and then grabbed on to my waist and spun me around, his mouth coming down to my ear. "Your too slow baby." He said pushing himself up to me. I moaned lowly and pushed up against him and when he wasn't focusing I flipped us around and took him down to the floor.

He looked at me with shock on his face and groaned. "But I'm a good distraction." I winked and giggled helping him up. "Come on then." My eyebrows furrowed. "Come train with me." My eyes widened and my smile brightened. "I can train with you?" He smirked and nodded. I heard a shout of pain and a girl around my age was taken down by a guy. 

My smiled faltered slightly but I nodded. "Fine." He smirked and bit his lip, motioning for me to follow him. I ran a bit to catch up with him and then walked by his side when he started explaining what we were going to do. I put my bag down and focused on how another girl fought and took in some of her techniques.

Focusing on the feet, see what steps the opponent takes. Look at their angle of their body are they going to twist? And look at how they could hit me. I was pushed down on to the mat and sat on. 

"Don't get side tracked by someone else's fight babe." He spoke lowly and nibbled my ear. I glared at him and tried wiggling out from underneath him. I stood up and watched as he winked at the girl who was stood off at the side and then looked back at me knowing that had pissed me off.

"What the fuck was that?" He shrugged and smirked at me. I glared and stepped up to him and we started fighting, it came down to me focusing on his feet and he normally stepped up 6 or 7 times before he threw a punch.

~20 minutes later

I had managed to pin him down and was now on top of him. "Now who's good?" I raised my eyebrow and bit his jaw. He smiled a genuine smile. "That's my girl." He said pressing our foreheads together. "But you didn't count to ten." He said and before I could register what happened he flipped me over and started counting whilst I was screaming and trying to wiggle out of his grip but it wasn't happening.

That's what put me in a mood with him for the rest of the day. Because I say it was cheating.