Save Me? - Tobjizzle (NO LONGER BEING WRITTEN)

Chapter 10

(Tobi's POV)

"So, when are you going to ask her out?" Simon said as soon as Tessa left the room.
"What do you mean?" I raised my eyebrow.
"We all know you like her." He said walking into the kitchen and me following.
"How?" I questioned.
"Just by how you act. It's quite obvious," He grabs a bottle of Pepsi from the fridge "Pepsi?"
"Sure, but how do I act that makes it obvious I like her?" He hands me my glass pf Pepsi.
"You seem to care about her a lot, you do anything for her, and I can always see you blushing or smiling when you see her or someone mentions her. You make it very obvious." He states, sitting down with me.
"Oh." Is all I manage to get out. Do I really make it that obvious? I ask myself.

(Tessa's POV)

I really hope Vik is okay.

I walk down the stairs and into the kitchen, where I see Tobi and Simon.
"How's Vik? He hasn't been himself lately." Simon said.
"He was just dealing with some rude people on his videos, I'm sure he'll be fine though. He's mentally strong, not so much physically." I said, grabbing a glass and pouring some Pepsi in it.
"Oh right." He sighed.

"LIONELLLLLLLLLLL! Bloody hell! It never works!" Simon raged over the game of FIFA him and Tobi were playing. Suddenly, I hear the doorbell ring.
"I'll get it!" I shouted to them, jumping up from the couch. I open the door to see a short brown haired girl.
"Hi, my name is Amelia. Is Simon here?" She sounded sweet, but she didn't sound like she was from the UK. I couldn't figure out where her accent was from though.
"Hi, Simon is just in here playing FIFA at the moment, but come in." I invited her in.
"Hey, Amelia." I heard Simon say.
"Hey, Si." She said back. I turned around and walked back to my seat. I sat down and continued watching the boys play FIFA.
"So, who's who?" Amelia asked.
"I'm Barcelona and Tobi's Real Madrid." Simon explained to her.
"So, you have MSN and Tobi has BBC?" She asked again.
"Yep." He said, popping the 'p'. I didn't think she would know that, she doesn't look like a football fan.

(Vik's POV)

What Tessa said helped, but I can't stop thinking about what those people have said. I walk into my bathroom after Tessa left, and locked the door. I slid my back down the door, letting my tears fall freely. It was so tempting, I wanted to do it so badly but I know I would hurt the people who care about me. I shook my head, hoping the thought would leave my mind. It didn't leave. I had to, it was the only way I could relieve my pain. I picked it up and slid it across my wrist gently, but firm enough to make my wrist bleed.
I can't do it anymore. I stopped and stood up, looking at myself in the mirror. I'm a mess right now. I haven't eaten a proper meal in a while, I haven't produced a good video in a while. These people are really getting to me.
I exit my bathroom, pulling my sleeves down to cover my wrists. I can't let anyone see them. I walk downstairs slowly and see Tessa, Tobi, Simon and some random girl in the living room, either playing or watching FIFA.
"Hey guys." I said sluggishly.
"Hey Vik, how've you been?" Tobi said nicely.
"I've been alright, how about you?" I replied, sitting down on the stair seat.
"Been good." He said, turning back to watch Tessa and Simon play FIFA. Tessa was actually quite good at FIFA. It was about 43 minutes into the game and it was still 0-0. I know nothing about FIFA, but what I do know, is that Simon is good and it is very rare for someone to beat him, unless it's Tobi.

A/N
Random, boring chapter there.
Btw, my sister made me make Simon have a girlfriend called Amelia so don't blame me if you get annoyed at her.

-Cxx