Escape

You Are Such A Tease

"Are we going to learn how to disarm?"

I took my stand behind Niall. "Yes, but this comes first. Now, raise your guns. Amar, Louis and I will help you."

"Wait, don't we need headphones and goggles?" Liam asked.

"When you're out there, fighting, you won't have any of that. You'll have to get used to the ringing in your ears." I grabbed Niall's arms and helped him position his hands correctly and fixed his stance. I showed him where to place his fingers.

"Your middle, ring, and pinky should curl around the base, just below the trigger guard. Keep them as close as you can, but make sure they don't overlap. Your grip should be firm. Keep the forefinger of your dominant hand extended and against the bottom portion that doesn't move when you fire.

"The proper shooting position, spread your feet shoulder-width apart, and your knees slightly bent. Lean forward a little with your torso."

Now, I could keep going and tell you about your dominant eye, shoulders extended but not locked, aiming and the proper way to press the trigger, but you probably don't want to know all of that, so we'll skip ahead.

"All right, now, press the trigger." Niall stumbled back a little. I placed my hand on his back to steady him. I looked at the dummy and saw a clean shot through its chest.

I clapped Niall on the back. "Nice shot, Niall. Now, bend your legs a little bit more, and do it again."

I walked towards Liam and Louis. "Spread your stance, Liam." I nudged his feet apart with mine. Liam fired his weapon, Niall's weapon echoing his.

Louis approached me, leaving Liam to fire his shots alone.

"I forgot to ask you, but how did you learn how to fire a gun?" I asked.

He chuckled and fixed his fringe. "Uh, my dad used to take me to the shooting range at the police station."

My eyes widened. "Your dad was a cop?"

"He was a detective." He answered. I could tell he wanted to change the subject, and he did. "So, what do you think?"

I had my arms crossed as I surveyed the guys and Amar. "It's good. We'll have to train every day. I won't be able to teach you everything, but I can teach you how to protect yourselves against Alex and his men."

"And your dad if he gets involved," Louis added.

I shook my head. "None of you will be hurt by my father. I'll be handling him."

Louis looked like he wanted to argue, but he knew when to push a subject and when not to. He nodded and went back to Liam. I walked past them and headed to Amar and Zayn.

"Raise your arm a little higher," Amar instructed, to which Zayn did. When she saw me, she left Zayn and walked over to me. "You know, as awful as Charlie was, he did teach me well and quick."

I nodded, memories of him training me washed over my head. "His methods can be... harsh."

She scoffed and crossed her arms. "Yeah, that's one word to describe it."

I let out a soft laugh and flicked my head towards Zayn. "You think they'll be ready in time?"

Without hesitating, she nodded. "With your training, yes."

I let a small smile breakthrough. "Thanks, Amar." I nudged her with my elbow. "Now, go help Zayn reload his charger."

(Louis: A magazine for all you North American readers.)