Jaylee's POV
My widen eyes glanced over at Niall after I watched Louis leave the room. Niall stared at me with zero expression on his face as I raised an eyebrow. He tilted his head to the side a bit, looking like he was trying to figure out why I looked confused. Louis expects me to be trained in one day? Does he really think I can throw a knife?
I can't even look at one without shuddering. "You heard the boss. Show us what you got." Harry said as he crossed his ankles and folded his buff arms. I glanced at his muscles before I looked at the ground, trying to figure out how I can escape these guys. I have zero strength compared to them. They most likely work out every day whereas I do probably once a month.
"I- I don't know how to throw a knife. And even if I could, I wouldn't do it." I said as I looked at the ground with my arms crossed before I slowly peered up to see a displeased look on Harry's face. His eyebrows narrowed and his eyes turned darker as he stared me down. He unfolded his arms and ankles before he slowly walked over towards me.
"I'm sorry I didn't quite catch that. What did you say?" Harry snapped through gritted teeth while he folded his arms again. I gulped as I took a step back, too afraid to be near him. Harry's eyes motioned behind me and before I knew it, Niall's hand wrapped around my upper arm.
"Don't even think about escaping this one." Harry said as he shook his head slightly. "I wasn't." I mumbled while trying to ignore the fact that Niall's grip is too tight for my liking. "Good. You should know what's best for you. Now, Jaylee, pick up that damn knife, and show us what you got." Harry said rudely as his eyebrows narrowed.
I gulped before I nodded my head and slowly turned around to stare at Niall. He released me before handing me a knife, causing my fingertips to shake. "You see Jaylee, before you throw a knife and use it, you have to get to know it first." Niall explained as he helped me hold the knife properly. I looked up at Niall with confusion till he sighed and ran his fingertips across the sharp blade.
"You have to feel it and know it's texture. This is a sharp knife obviously. So you have to throw it in such a way with good force." Niall said before he grabbed my finger and forced it down on the blade. I bit my lip to hold in a whimper as I felt the sharp knife.
"Sorry." Niall muttered once he noticed it was hurting me. "Do you understand the knife now?" Niall asked as he looked up at me with his ocean blue eyes. "Yeah, I think I do." I nodded my head as I didn't keep my eyes off of the knife. "Alright, now, try to throw it at that target." Niall said as he pointed at the same target he threw his knife at. I nodded my head as I let out a shaky breathe before I slowly walked over to a good spot, still feeling the knife.
I looked up at the target and leveled my eye sight before I closed my right eye, holding the knife behind me. I then chucked the knife at the target as fast as I could and watched as it hit the board with a thud. I was surprised at how good my aim was and how fast I threw it. The guys all mumbled to each other as I quickly looked over at Liam to see him nodding his head.
"Nice throw Love, try another one." Zayn smiled. "Thanks." I mumbled, feeling awkward.
Niall handed me a bigger and sharper knife this time before I grabbed it. I felt the blade before I did the same actions and threw the knife faster this time. The blade hit closer towards the smallest circle as a smile grew on my lips. Wow. I didn't know I could throw knives.
Again, I heard mumbling behind me so I turned towards Harry and Liam to see them nodding their heads and whispering "not bad." I smiled even more as I looked back at my target.
"Dang Jay, I didn't know you had that in you. You have a good arm." Zayn smirked as he hopped off the table and walked towards me. "Yeah I- I didn't either." I shrugged as I fiddled with my hands.
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