Chapter 3

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I pressed my palm against the wall, my breath hot and heavy "Come on, pussy. Come on" Her father hisses. 

Now don't worry. My manager is training me for the 5th time in 5 years with him. I already have a busted lip and multiple bruises around my chest and jaw. Him? Nothing. "Come on Zayn! You wanna make mullah like me? Huh? You wanna be rich? You wanna be famous?" he yells. I feel the anger grow in me. I heave my chest and then breath in, turning around and punching him straight it in nose, causing him to stumble back. 

He holds his nose, but he is smiling "Good job, boy" he says and i nod. "Faster" he hisses and i nod, ducking is fist few punches, bouncing on my feet as i look behind his tall body at Andrea, who smiles softly, biting her lip. And throw another punch at her father, hitting is jaw. He grunts when i hear the door open "Sir" i tall, thin, pale man with back hair asked and her father nodded "Stay here" he says shaking his head and walking off the mat and out of the gym 

"You actually hit him" she speaks "Im impressed" she says and i smirk "I bet you are" i say and she turns towards me "Whats that supposed to mean?" she asks and i chuckle, leaning in, my lips grazing her skin against her ear. "You're easy to impress" i whisper and she gasps "I am not!" She complains and i smirk, winking. 

"What does it take to get in your panties, baby girl?" i ask, biting my lip, my eyes meeting hers and her mouth goes into a 'o' formation and she crosses her arms over her chest. "Im a virgin" she hisses "Sure" i say, running my finger under her shorts, skimming the hem of her lace underwear. I feel her tense and i rest my head on her shoulder. "I guess i'll just to find out then, huh?" i ask looking at her again and her cheeks flush. 

I lightly kiss her cheek. "It's up to you  my dear" i whisper, passing her but she reaches out, gripping my arm her hand resting on my chest "What are you saying?" she asks, nervous. "Honey, i think you know..." i say and she gulps. "Okay then" she says her hand leaving my chest, and a smile appears on her lips and i chuckle. 

"Bye baby girl" i say grabbing my bag and walking into the hallway, going towards the pool area. I set my bag down, pressing play on my Iphone, listening to 'Dark Horse' by Katy Perry as i strip from my shorts and my shirt and shoes. 

Leaving me in my underwear. I stretch and walk over to the short diving board. I look down and i hear the door open, i look over seeing her only in her training bra and tight training shorts "Zayn" she calls and i smirk "Hello beautiful" i say, she smirks, watching me as i push off the diving board, diving into the water. Feeling the water gush against my body as i open my eyes, my hands finding the bottom of the pool. 

I fel everything around me stop as i tilt my head back, looking up and abruptly pushing up and shooting out of the water. I dunk back under the water moving my arms against the water as i swim to the edge of the pool seeing her feet. She stands above me, her arms crossed over her chest. "Impressed?" i ask and she laughs "No" she says and i smirk, shaking my hair and pressing my hnads against the concrete, my back and arms flexing as i push myself up. I smirk lifting one arm and wrapping it around her legs and pulling her in with me as i push myself back in. 

She screams before falling in, causing me to laugh. I let her legs go and she resurfaces and glares at me. "Zayn!" She hisses jumps on me, wrapping her legs around my torso and her arms around my neck. I laugh, moving my legs in circular motions, holding us up. 

"Asshole" she whispers into my ear. "You ticklish?" i ask and she pauses and i smirk "No!" She yells and i begin to tickle her endlessly, causing her to start to laugh, pushing at my arms. She giggles and drops into the water, swimming underneath me and running her hands along my legs as she swims back up in front of me, rubbing herself against me. 

I feel the urge to groan, but i don't. She spins around and smiles wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my torso. I chuckle, wrapping my arms around her waist. "You're a good boxer" i say, resting my back on the side of the pool and she smiles, out chests pressed against each other. Her hair running down her chest and her bright blue eyes looking into mine.

"Thank you" she whisper, her fingers trace my jaw bone "You are one of the best i've seen" she says, her eyes wandering my face and her fingers running through  my wet hair. "And you are probably the only one who can look sexy while boxing" she says "Incuding you" i say and she smirks. "Me?" she asks and i nod.

"Thank you" she whispers, and moves her head closer to mine and i smirk lightly my eyes flickering between her eyes and her lips. She smiles softly, she wraps her arms around my neck tighter, moving me closer to her. My hands shift under her thighs as i press my lips against hers and she smiles against my lips. 

She plays with the naps on my hair as our lips move in sync and i smile, feeling that special spark, pulling her body closer to mine, if that was even possible. We hear the gym doors shut and me look up quickly, but there was no one there. I looked at her and raised my eyebrow. "What was that?" she asks and i shrug. "I think i saw someone leave the door when it shut" she says "Shit" i mutter "We cant let my dad find out" she whispers. 

I nod "Yeah, i'll most likely be murdered" i say wrapping one arm around her waist and pushing off the side of the pool, and swimming over to the steps. I let her go and we step onto the concrete and i grab my bag "Close your eyes?" i ask and she shrugs turning around. I slip off my boxers and pull my sweat pants and my shirt on and my shoes. "Okay" i say and she smiles turning around and finishing the braid she was putting in her hair. 

She puts on her shoes and takes my towel, drying off. She sets the towel back in my bag and smirks. "Lets go?" she asks and i nod "Real quick..." i say taking her waist an pulling her into me, pressing my lips on hers and she laughs against my lips, kissing back. I smirk and pull away opening the gym doors and leaving. 

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