Part 16- The truth
Sharon POV
I was laying in bed, waiting for Zayn to come back with the ice, I wasn’t planning to go tomorrow with the girls this was too much… I grabbed my phone, I looked at my background, I found myself giggling alone. When…
-Sharon… - A deep voice came from the door, what made me jump out of bed literally. I looked at him he started at me with a silence laugh and then the true laugh came out.
-Don’t do that thing AGAIN! - I said, trying to be angry, I sat back in my bed I completely forgot about my pain.
-Here! - He said sitting next to me. – Thank God you are talking!- He said relieved. I haven’t talk to anyone for 1 hour almost. I guess it’s time to talk to someone and probably Zayn will ask me stuff. He sat next to me and I just leaned my head on his chest. I did it automatically, don't know why...
-Please talk to me…- he said lowering his voice. I looked down not wanting to answer any question but I knew it was time.
-Who was that boy? - Zayn asked me softly playing with my hair while I had my hand with the ice on the blue mark.
-Jake. –I only said to him.
-Hum, tell me why he did that, Sharon? – It’s so cute when he says my name… what am I thinking? “Focus, Sharon, focus!”
-I really don’t know Zayn, it’s happening for an year. I just wish it could stop!- I hated Jake and I was tired to run away from him. I let out some tears that Zayn immediately cleaned.
-Don’t cry… - He took my phone that was “between” us, and turned it on. – Type the code please…- I typed it in, he took a quick look to the phone, like he was checking something. Then he smiled. – Look at your background! See that clown? No one takes pictures like that! Pfff! – I let out a small laugh.
-He isn’t a clown! He is a LOVELY clown! – I found myself looking at him and smiling like I haven’t in a while. He looked at me lifting up one of his eyebrows.
-Oh is he a lovely clown? We will see that. – I saw his smile wide up in his face. He quickly tickled me, but immediately stopped of it because I was trying to “run” away, that movements when someone is tickling you, and he got his hand on my blue mark.
-Auuu! - I let out…
-Sorry didn’t mean to hurt you…
-No problem silly. – I patted him in his chess.
He started to be more serious: -Can you tell me what or why he is doing it to you?
-I…I… I guess I can…
-If you don’t want to tell me it’s okay.
-No… It all started when he started to ask me out and stuff like it. He wasn’t my “type” so saying… - I looked at him he was paying very attention to what I was saying.
-What’s your type then? – he said making a little evil smile, he was expecting I was to describe him… what made me describe everything what he wasn’t! He looked “hurt”, but I ended up laughing of him. He was a little of my "type" but I'm a badass and well I changed everything, what made me feel bad when I saw him "hurt", but I knew he was just joking....
-Now keep going with the “story”! I don’t like that type of guys! – He stocked his tong out. I could let out a laugh.
-Ok… So well I just dumped him. He started to spread some stupid rumors and started to pick on me. Then the worse came, the “populars” started to like him a lot when I realized it wasn’t just him picking on me… - I said just stopping a while to catch air.
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Love At First Sight
FanficBOOK I : LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT "What happens when you ran against someone? Will your life completely change from one second to another? That what happened to Sharon and her life changed the moment she ran against... HIM! How will it be, to live ever...