Falling For The Jerk. [1]

11. Who's It Going To Be?

"Well, who's it going to be? Me or him?" Hobi ruffled his hair and Yoongi was still crying. "Hobi, please don't do this! Just stop!" I could barely get the words out. Yoongi tried his hardest to get Hobi to stop."Hobi, stop it. Leave her alone! She obviously doesn't want to choose! Leave her alone!" His voice was stern yet shaky. I looked up and saw tears on Yoongi's cheeks. Hobi walked over to me and grabbed my wrist very tightly. "CHOOSE! NOW!" I tried to get him off but he wouldn't let go. I shouted in pain. Yoongi ran towards Hobi and punched him in his face. Yoongi grabbed my wrist and told me to come on. I ran as fast as I could with Yoongi.

We stopped and entered the empty art class room. All you could hear was panting. "Are....are...you okay, (Y/N)?" I shook my head no as I sat on a table. He walked over and sat with me. My wrist was all red and swollen. Who knew Hobi had such a grip? I still can't believe would do that to me.

Why, Hobi? Why did you do that to me?

Yoongi gently grabs my wrist and examines it. "Do you want me to take you to the nurse's office?" I shake my head no. He sighed and looked me in my eyes. "(Y/N), I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for all the hell I've put you through lately. You don't deserve it at all. I don't deserve you..." His voice trailed off.

The truth was, I didn't deserve him. Yoongi cares way too much about me and all I ever do is make him cry. He deserves someone so much better than me. I think I love him. I have to admit, I wasn't really in love with Hobi. Yoongi was right. I was usin him to help me get over how much I loved Yoongi. So if I had to choose, I'd choose Yoongi.

Any guy who gives me an ultimatum, isn't a guy I want to be with.

Yoongi kept checking the door making sure Hobi wouldn't come inside to start some more drama. I walked over to Yoongi and held his hand. His eyes widened up. He looked at my hand then at me. "Do-Does this mean...?" I started to blush. "Yes, Yoongi. It means I choose you. I want to be with you, Yoongi. I...love you." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I love you too, (Y/N)." He stared at me and leaned towards me. I leaned towards him and he kissed me. It was a long and passionate kiss. When he pulled out of the kiss, he began to laugh. "Sorry, I've just really wanted to kiss you, (Y/N)."

Same thing Hobi said...

I chuckled quietly and hugged him. He hugged me back and ran his hand through my hair. "So, you think we should head back to Dance Class? We have like, um, 15 minutes left." I nodded. He held my hand and walked back to dance class with caution. We didn't want to run into Hobi.

Once we went back into class, Kimmi and Jimin were no where to be found. Mrs. Yhao-Li walked up to us with a slightly angry expression on her face. "(Y/N)? Yoongi? Where have you two been?" We looked at each other then back at her. Yoongi answered for us. "Um, you see Mrs. Yhao-Li, we were at the water fountain and I couldn't find my phone so, me and (Y/N) went to find it. But, here it is!" He waved his phone in her face and I laughed. "Okay, fine. Get back to work. I expect to see some exciting choreography from you two!" She smiled and walked away.

I walked into our dance room and sat down. Yoongi played the music and began to dance. "Starting without me?" I got up and danced next to him. We were so in sync. Every move was perfect. Once the dance was over, Yoongi walked over to me, grabbed me by the waist and kissed me. "What was that for, Yoongi?" I began to blush. "It's because I love you." I giggled and sat down.

Yoongi walked over the door and looked out of the window. "Look, it's Hobi. He looks angry. He's talking to some girl. He's flirting with her. That dirty bastard!" He punched the wall. I walked over to him and rubbed his back and looked out of the window too. "He's just doing what I did. He's using someone to help him get over the fact that he loves someone he'll never get." Yoongi smiled and held my hand. "Where's Jimin and Kim-Mi Young?" I looked around and didn't see them. "I don't know. Let's go find them. Also, call her Kimmi, she likes it." He nodded and we left the dance room.

We decided to split up to search for them. I would search the left side of the class and he'd take the right side. I walked over and tried to avoid Hobi. Occasionally, Yoongi would look over at me just to make sure Hobi wasn't giving me any trouble.

I searched inside of one dance room when I heard someone walk in. The person cleared their throat. "Well...well...well! If it isn't (Y/N)?"

It was Hobi...

He slammed the door behind him and slowly approached me. "What do you want, Hoseok?" I walked over to the end of the room and tried to stay as far away from him as possible. "Hmm, I don't know. Oh, I know! I want you!" He walked up to me. He was right in my face. He touched my face and I smacked his hand away. "Ooh, feisty! That's my girl!" He laughed and put his hand around my waist.

I looked the other way. "Hoseok, I'm not 'your girl'. And I'll never be your girl. Get off of me!" I pushed him off of me and scoffed. He just wouldn't quit. "Hoseok, why are you acting like such a jerk? Why are you doing this?"

He laughed and slammed his hand onto the wall near my head. "Because I can, (Y/N). You don't control me." He began to come closer to me. He was inches away from my lips. He whispered, "(Y/N), why don't you leave Yoongi and come back to me?" He winked and I rolled my eyes.

Ugh, Yoongi, I need your help. Like, now!

He put his hand on my shoulder and I immediately pushed it off. "Well, Hoseok, I have something I need to do and so, yeah, bye now." I tried to walk away but he stopped me. "(Y/N), why don't you hang around for a while?" He smirked and stared at me. I scoffed. "Yeah, right! Goodbye, Hoseok!" I walked away about three steps and he grabbed my hand. "Let. Me. Go!" I turned around and smacked him in his face. He growled, "(Y/N), you b****, that hurt!!" He pushed down to the ground and I scraped my face and slammed my ankle onto the ground, hard. I felt the blood ooze down from the side of my face to my ear. I tried to crawl to the door but I was too weak. So, weakly, I shouted, "Y-Y-Yoo...ngi! He-Help...!"

Hobi sucked his teeth and crouched down to where I was. He was right in front of me. He put his hand under my chin. "Tsk, tsk, tsk! You're pathetic." He began to laugh and look at himself in the mirror. Yoongi ran into the room and glared at Hoseok. "Oh my god! (Y/N), WHAT HAPPENED?!" He ran towards me and hugged me. "I-It was h-h-him!" I pointed over to Hoseok. Yoongi began to get mad. He ran over and pushed him. "WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT TOUCHING MY GIRL?! LEAVE HER ALONE!" He grabbed his shirt and punched him in his face over and over. Then Hoseok punched him in his mouth.

Oh no! Not again...!

I weakly yelled for Yoongi to stop. He didn't hear me so I yelled again. "Yoongi, s-st-stop!" He still didn't hear me. I got up and limped over to them. Hobi's eye was blackened and his mouth was all bloody. Yoongi's knuckles were all bloody, too.

Jimin and Kimmi both came in at the same time. Kimmi gasped and ran over to me. Jimin ran over to Hoseok and Yoongi and broke them up. Hoseok was on the ground bloody, bruised, and panting. Yoongi was on his knees and wiping the blood off of his knuckles and onto his shirt. Jimin's eyes widened while he was panting. "What. In. The. Hell. Happened. In. Here?!" He said that as he walked over to me.

Kimmi grabbed a towel and began to wipe the blood off of my face. Yoongi knelt down beside me and rubbed my shoulder. "(Y/N), are you going to be okay? Are you really hurt?" He and Kimmi helped me up and hugged me. Jimin scowled at Hoseok who was sitting against the wall and clenched his jaw. He was looking over at me.

Yoongi spit blood out of his mouth and onto the floor. "I was looking for you and Kimmi and then Hoseok entered the room and harassed me. He wouldn't leave me alone. Then I smacked him and he shoved me onto the ground. I slammed my ankle onto the ground and scraped my face." My ankle hurts really bad. Kimmi offered to walk me to the nurse's office. I accepted her offer and Jimin tagged along with us too.

*Yoongi's POV*

I grabbed a towel and wiped my hands off on a towel. I glanced over at J-Hope and shook my head. I crouched over by him and threw my towel in his face. "Clean yourself up, Hobi. You're bleeding. And stay away from (Y/N) or I'll put you in a wheelchair. I'm not kidding either." I got up and walked to the door. "Y-Yoongi, she won't be yours for long, you know. S-she'll come crawling back to me sooner or later. Just watch..."

The nerve of this guy, I swear!

I turned towards him and scoffed. "That'll be the day." And I walked out.

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