From Bully to Lover...{Completed}

Chapter Three

Sorry if you read this before, my sisters iPod sorta messed up the font.

It's better now:)

Kk.

Bye:)

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All of a sudden, he trips and falls into the lake.

"Oh my god! Uhh... Right!" I say as I struggle to get up and walk towards the edge of the water.

I see him struggling to float and he starts to splash water everywhere.

"Help- Please- I- Can't- Swim!" He says between breaths of going in and out of the water.

"I- Ugh! If you live, I'll make sure I'm the one to kill you!" I say as I take a step back and without a second thought to it, I jump in the ice cold water.

I come up for air and like an idiot begin to call out his name, "Ian! Ian!"

'He's not gonna reply stupid!' I think to myself.

I take in a breath and emerge myself underwater.

I begin to search for Ian with a very blurry view. I come up for a quick breath frantically look side to side.

'Please be okay.' I plead to myself.

I start to swim deeper into the water and quickly run out of air.

I come back up to breathe.

At this point I was shivering from the cold but my mind was elsewhere.

On Ian.

"Wow, if my life was in your hands, I'd be dead." I hear Ian's voice from behind me.

In one swift motion, I see him sitting on land looking at me.

"But- You are so dead Ian Grant!" I yell as I start to swim back to shore.

He extends his arm out to help me, but I completely ignore the fact that he's even there.

I mean first you act like you're drowning, then you help the person you almost froze to death for trying to help you?

Explain that logic to me.

I get on to shore and begin shivering like crazy.

I wrap my arms around myself to help keep warm.

"Are you ignoring me?" He asks dramatically. I wasn't really planning on it, but if it bugged him, I was okay with it.

I walk towards my socks and shoes and start to put them on .

"Silent treatment, eh?" He asks making it sound like a statement.

"So, is Lovely ticklish?" He asks coming and sitting next to me.

I wanted to deny it so bad, I mean, I'm an extremely ticklish person, and my laugh is my biggest insecurities.

I couldn't see his face, but I could tell he was smirking by the way he was talking.

"So you wouldn't mind me doing... this!" He exclaims as he starts to tickle my sides.

I try so hard not to laugh or beg him to stop.

But I failed.

At this point I was lying down and he was sitting on my thighs keeping me from leaving.

"Please! Stop! No, no, please!" I begin to plead in between laughs.

"I thought you were ignoring me?" He asks innocently.