JASMINE'S POV
It wasn't going to be like that time in Kensington. I wouldn't let him get away. He charged at me again, his movements faster than before. It was like the fight between Louis and Keith. I didn't panic, though, just carefully watched his movements, following the training from both Louis and Freeman.
I blocked his punch with my arms by diverting it since I couldn't fully stop it. Then I extended my leg and kicked him.
He groaned and staggered before I kicked him again straight in the head. He almost stumbled and fell. Before I could throw a punch he managed to grab my arm and turn my body around. He then picked me up with my back against his chest. I wriggled around trying to free myself.
He then moved me forward. My eyes widened as I realized he was aiming to throw me down the stairs.
