Immortals || H.S.

III

Tina–

 

I scrambled up the stairs in such a hurry and felt myself losing my balance, which resulted in me tripping, but before I could completely fall down, I felt two hands wrapped around my arms, regaining me my balance.

I looked up to get greeted by such weird blue eyes and when I took in the person’s features as a whole, I quickly stepped away. It was Harry. Just when I thought my day couldn’t get anymore worse, it actually did.

“Next time don’t run up the stairs like there’s some wild animal leashed behind you.” He spoke with his deep and raspy voice, and I was growing to like it. I think that the only thing I find pleasant about Harry was his voice, nothing else, not even his looks which got the majority of the girls in the fraternity drooling.

“Next time consider keeping your witty comments to yourself,” I shot him a harsh look, which was also a disgusted one then turned around, ascending the stairs.

“Yeah whatever, see you at one.” I didn’t know what he had meant, but I neither turned around to ask for a definition nor even cared. I just simply went straight up to my destination.

It turned out that what Harry meant by seeing me at one was that I was going to train him. Incredible, am I wrong or am I wrong? Louis decided that since I still take tasks, I’ll train Harry too. Eleanor was going to train with Fifty or Andrew. I don’t even know why I don’t get to train the girl and males go on with each other. I don’t even know why I’m supposed to waste my time doing something this ridiculous.

I waited in the training room, which was a warehouse containing nothing but weapons of all different kinds; metallic knives, guns, machetes, etc. It also had a punching bag hanging from the ceiling and a bunch of boxing gloves, though we won’t be needing the gloves.

Harry arrived two minutes late, and thus, I greeted him even more harshly than how I would have if he arrived on time.

“You’re late,” I announced, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I really needed to use the loo.” He said it like it was no big deal, which infuriated me even more. What makes him think he could talk that way and get with it? I mean, he hasn’t even apologized for God’s sake!

“I take absolutely no excuses when it comes to getting late to my trainings. I’m not here to wait for your majesty as you use the loo. Our training was scheduled at one, so I expect you to be here twelve forty five. If you really need to go to the loo, I won’t mind giving you permission to go take a piss, but only with my permission.” His eyes radiated dangerous vibes, and they held so much anger in them; I could see it. But that was exactly what I wanted; I wanted him angry.

Maybe not only for our training, maybe I wanted to get on his nerves for he got on mine way too many times yesterday.

“Two hundred push-ups, immediately.” I requested, took a seat on one of the wooden chairs then cocked my brows at him. He stood still, crossing his arms over his chest. Very well then,