Resurrected Power

Chapter 28

WARNING: A LITTLE BIT SEXUAL READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

SCARLETTS POV

"COME ON SCARLETT I KNOW YOU CAN HIT SO MUCH HARDER THEN THAT!" Louis shouted over the noise in the gym. I grunted and glared at the mitt infront of me, putting Louis's face on it. I brought my left back and slammed it into the mitt. He stumbled back and nodded his head at me.

"Exaclty!" I rolled my eyes. He rolled his eyes back.

"A few more hits and then you can have a break," I rolled my eyes again.

"A break," He nodded.

"We're no where near training," i laughed and shook my head. He brought the mitt up and i moved on the balls of my feet slightly. The way Harry had taught me rolling around in my head. I focused on my arms moving back and forth, in and out. Over and over. Don't give up, don't stop hitting. Imagine your in the ring against someone and you have to win or they are going to beat the shit out of you. I gritted my teeth and hit it over and over, my hitt getting 10 times harder each time.

"OK, enough, take a 10 minute break," I sighed and dropped my hands. My heart was beating really hard in my chest. That was weird. It never use to beat this hard before.  I took some deep breathes as i walked out of the ring and walked over to the bench and sat down. I bent my head forward and kept taking some deep breathes. My heart started to slow down and i took some more breathers. I then reached over and grabbed my water bottle. I chugged a whole load full. The cold water ran down my hot dry throat and i sighed in relief as i felt it spread across my chest. I closed my eyes and stood up. I streched my arms over my head and bent down and touched my toes, streching out my back muscles.

Someones hands wrapped around my waist and they leaned across my back, bending with me. I felt their breathe on my ear as they spoke.

"You know, this is a very suggestive postion, and im quit liking it," I could hear the laugh in his voice and i smiled and shook my head standing up and turning to him.

"Cause your a sick pervert," He shrugged looking at the ceiling.

"Nooo, i see myself as someone who likes to have fun, and has a very open mind to how things look," I laughed and pushed him back and sat down again. He sat down beside me and put his head in the crook of my neck, his lips by my ear.

"I did like that postion, it showed off your ass very well," I smirked and shook my head. His arms wound around my waist and he nibbled on the skin under my ear lightly. I felt shivers run up and down my spine as he did that, his fingers moving up the hem of my top lightly and drawing cirlces on my hip.

"I want you too meet my mum," He whispered in my ear, biting the lope lightly. I turned my head to him. He looked back at me.

"Your talking to her again?" He looked down and shook his head shrugging.

"No, but if i go to see her, with you with me, maybe...maybe she won't hate me," He raised an eyebrow and looked hard at his face.

"Harry, a mum can't hate their child, it's kinda impossible, unless the parents are either drunks all the time, never wanted the child, or crazy mental people," He looked up at me.

"So you'll come meet her?" I bit down on my bottom lip.

"Is it in Cheshire?" I asked a little quiter. I hated how that sounded. I sounded so scared of that place and I shouldn't be, no one could take me down over there anymore, but i still hated that place more then my paren'ts because of the memories of the bulling and the hate and the pian. Harry must have saw the worry on my face. He shook his head.