Lost In My Bully's Eyes (COMPLETED)

Tina and Emma go to school together, and they get the exciting news that One Direction will be attending their same school. Emma loves One Direction, but Tina not so much. When One Direction comes Zayn decided Tina would be the perfect target to kill emotionally. So Zayn starts bullying Tina, but it's not long until for some stupid reason Tina starts falling for Zayn. Will Zayn start falling for her too?


12. Love? What Do You Mean By Love?

"Tinaaaa!" I heard Emma's loud voice exclaim in my ear.

"Is he okay?!" I yelled waking up in a bed.

"Who?!" Emma said looking worried.

"Where am I?" I asked.

"In my house," Emma told me, by her facial expression I could tell she thought I was stupid.

"Pinch me," I ordered, sitting up on the bed.

"Huh?" Emma asked confused.

"Pinch me," I repeated.

Emma went to me and pinched me. I didn't wake up, so that means the whole hospital thing was a dream.

"Did we get into a car accident?" I asked Emma.

"No, you just passed out on Jacob's lap when we made it to my house, and I just told him you can just be brought in here, so he carried you all the way in here. How sweet!" Emma smiled.

"Oh," I said, rubbing my head, feeling sick to my stomach.

"Are you okay? You're pale," Emma told me.

"I don't feel good," I moaned.

Emma ran and got me a trash can, as I felt something crawling in my throat, as I vomited into the trash can.

Emma made a disgusted face as she looked away, and walked out of the room.

I kept thinking about Zayn and I making out, I couldn't get the image out of my head. I wonder if Zayn will remember any of that. I finished vomiting as I heard a knock on the door. Supposing it was Emma I told the person they could come in.

In walked in Jacob.

My mood lightened instantly as I saw he was okay.

"Jacob," I said under my breath.

"Tina," he smiled.

I didn't care that I felt sick to my stomach I ran to Jacob and I jumped hugged him. He was spinning me around as he was chuckling. It felt great, it was the best hug I ever had. Jacob put me back to my feet as he looked into my eyes and his wide grin wouldn't disappear.

"Hey," he said.

"Hi," I replied.

"Are you okay? You seem rather excited to see me," Jacob wondered.

"I just had a terrible dream. I'm happy you're here," I said.

"Aw, I'm sorry," Jacob frowned.

"It doesn't matter. You're here so that's all that matters to me right now," I managed to smile.

"Zayn remembers," Jacob said blandly, as his facial expression changed in a matter of a second.

"What?" I asked, feeling my expression change too.

"He remembers making out with you," Jacob said, with no mood at all as he was pale.

"How do you know? What did he say?" I asked.

"Well he said he remembered fuzzily kissing you. And he said for me not to tell you the rest of the story," Jacob muttered.

"Jacob you better tell me," I barked.

"Fine," he snapped as he sat down on Emma's guest bed I slept in.

I sat down right next to him.

"Okay, well he said he enjoyed kissing you. And your um..... your....." he stumbled.

"My what? My dick? Come on Jacob!" I said sarcastically, with a hint of anger.

"Hands on his stomach?" Jacob said sadly.

"Oh," I breathed.

"And he said you're a great kisser, and that you're hot," Jacob said, with a sad look in his eye.

"Really?" I asked shocked.

"Yeah," Jacob sighed.

"Wow," I said.

"I should get going," Jacob said standing up.

I stood up right after him and he looked at me discouraged.

"Jacob what's wrong with you?" I asked a little rudely.

"All the girls fall for the douches. That guy is an asshole to you, and yet you do that. Don't blame it and say it was because you were drunk, because I know you weren't. No girls choose the good guys for them," Jacob ranted.

"Jacob," I sighed. "I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything because it's the truth. As long as you continue talking to that douche I won't be talking to you," Jacob said madly.

"Are you fucking serious?" I cursed.

"Yes. When you're with him I know you will get hurt. So I don't want to talk to you while that happens. Get me?" Jacob said acting like he was taking control.

"Then don't talk to me anymore. If you loved me you wouldn't make me choose between you two," I said.

"If you loved me you wouldn't have to choose," Jacob's last words were as he stormed out the door.


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