Imagine...

10.

 Imagine: Kol teaches you how to fight, but you end up making out instead.

 "You're still not punching it hard enough," Kol groaned," Hit it harder, imagine it's Nik's face, that's your motivation," You hit it again, harder, Kol just smirked making you huff in annoyance," C'mon, (Y/N), you can hit harder than that, and your stance is wrong,"That was the last straw. You stood up straight, crossing your arms over your chest, and giving him a glare.

" My stance is fine, this is the way I was taught to stand! And you're an original, I could hit you with a fucking bat and you wouldn't be fazed!" You snapped, he smirked as you stood there practically fuming with anger.

"You're hot when you're mad,"He cooed, you gave him a blank face and started to walk away. You heard his footsteps following you, close behind,"Hey,"He said, you stopped dead and turned round to snap at him again,"Wait, c'mon, (Y/N/N), I gave you a compliment, you're hot when your pissed off like this,"He confessed, walking closer to you so your arms were almost touching his chest.

"You're such a-"You were cut off by his lips crashing to yours, pulling you into his chest. Your arms slowly wound round his neck, maybe fighting lessons weren't so bad with him around...