Trapped (h.s)

Chapter 38~Trapped(h.s)

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Harry's POV:

Sweaty.

Sticky.

But nonetheless I kept going. I kept pushing myself, and the rest. Who were sweating more than they ever did the past few times. This was our last training session, after countless sleepless nights and even mornings, this was the last one, before the big day tomorrow. It all goes down tomorrow. I'm going to get her back tomorrow. I was going to end this and I'm going to end them. He would pay for taking her, taking her without her consent.

Circling my opponent. I started to speculate their next move. Seeing as they lean more on their left side, I knew that their ribs had to be injured, and that's were I would strike.

"Gonna come at me styles?" They snickered, holding my gaze with a mischievous glint in them.

"Confident aren't we now, you weren't like that two days ago. When I had your ass down." I smirked, earning a grunt of annoyance from them. Chucking lowly, I ran towards them, aiming to ram them down, and get a good few punches in, on their injured ribs. Although before I could even ram into them. They side step and knocked me down from behind.

Getting a good punch on my latissimus that was in serious need of a doctor at the moment. They didn't stop, they soon kicked me at the back of my knees, and before I knew it, I was on my knees and being knocked down to the ground with my arm being pulled back. Which had me tapping at the mat in surrender. They had handed me my own ass, having me taking my words back immediately. Feeling their presence leave me from behind, I laid down on the mattress to gain my breathing back and inwardly groan.

Standing up I turned to look at A with a grin on her lips. Wiping her lower lip where some blood was already trickling down towards her chin. "So. You were saying?" She snickered.

"Whatever I let you win." I brushed her off. Slowly stretching my aching muscles. I was going to need to ice later today, which had me inwardly groaning again. Soon the snickers and whoops of the others had me actually groaning in annoyance. I wouldn't hear the end of this for the rest of my life. Saluting me, A, left towards where the rest of the girls and guys stood. Receiving pats on the back from them and fist bumps from the guys. Shaking my head I grinned. She was going to seriously do some good damage to Armando's men. They were not going to want to mess with her or any of the girls to be exact. After training nonstop, we all had learned and gained new techniques and not just with fist and kicks but also with weaponry. Who knew the rest of the girls and guys could be badass.

"Harry!" At the sound of my name I swiftly turned towards Zayn who was waving his hand gesturing me to follow him and the rest. Jogging and catching up towards them, I followed closely behind. Walking inside the room I've become accustomed to. We entered and stood before the countless weapons hanging or laying down on tables.

"Okay, so we all know what's taking place tomorrow. But let's go over the plan one more time and make sure we all know what's everyone to do. First, Harry, being the second targeted one, you'll go to the restaurant, and knowing for a fact that you won't be allowed without security or one of there men to check you of any weapons, you won't be able to have much weapons on you. Which disregards any pistol, large knifes, bows and arrows, or basically and weapons except for this small dagger which you'll hide in the sole of your boots. Other than that you'll be fighting with your fists and kicks, that is until we arrive. Now upon having access to the vehicle that will have Harry inside of it, we wear our gear, get our weapons loaded and drive towards the P place they have." Maria explained to each and everyone of us. She and the girls had been the ones to speculate and plan every detail to the core. This had to end well, nothing could pass under their nose.