Tight Strings: Rules Were Made To Be Broken (COMPLETED)

68: Exam Results

I watched as his eyes scanned the paper, cringing his face at first before raising his eyes to me with a deep frown.

"You didn't pass?" I asked and he held out his paper as he looked away. I felt a sting to the chest and couldn't find myself moving for a moment. When I finally did, I walked to him and snatched the paper from him, scanning my eyes throughout the paper only to have my eyes land on exactly straight A's in bold letters.

"Oh my Gosh!" I gasped out and touched my chest in relief. "You scared me!" I hissed and he began to chuckle softly as he bit his lower lip seductively and winked, to which I cringed at.

"Wanna celebrate at my place?" He asked and I knew he didn't mean an actual celebration by that.

"No." I politely declined only to feel a soft pat on my head and I glanced up at the owner of the hand and it was Mrs Briton. "I hope I did not disappoint you." I smiled and she chuckled as she withdrew her hand.

"I'm impressed. You actually managed to balance relationships and school work. Overall you made Ash boost up his grades and literally jumped from a C to an A." She said with a proud tone as she cast her eyes to Ash who looked away instead. Not because he was shy or happy, but probably because he wasn't fond of eye contact with his mother. "You've been a good influence. Oh, Sarah not to mention also has her grades boosted also since the coming of you. She would get many B's, one A and sometimes a lot of C's."

"She's right!" Sarah said as she hoped in front of me. "Studying with you actually made me smarter."

"You've always been smart. You just needed a little push." I smiled and pinched her cheeks.

"Peter on the other hand always scored excellent grades on his own. Roman as well. Never in his life has he ever scored a B." Mrs Briton pointed out and I glanced towards Roman who simply shoved his work into his folder and turned to leave.

"Author." I called and he suddenly froze.

"Author?" Peter asked and I smiled at him before walking over to Roman.

"Did you think I actually forgot you?" I asked as I stopped in front of him and gazed up into his imperious dark blue eyes.

"Well, yes." He said flatly and I smirked at him to which he furrowed his brows to. "What do you want from me?"

"I remembered you as the orange head chubby plus short boy. Now you're towering over me with black hair and the opposite of what you were. Why did you change your hair?" I asked and he ran a hand through his hair for a moment.

"Just so I can become someone different." He shrugged his shoulders.

"Why?"

"Because I wanted to."

"And why is that so?" I asked and he glared at me for a moment before giving up and sighing out so loudly he nearly blew me away.

"Everyone hated fat Author. The kid with the orange hair, eating disorder and a file containment on his stomach. When you left, I got bullied so much that it hurt being alive. They'd laugh when I used to eat food that someone had just thrown into the trash can but it wasn't my fault... I was always hungry, in stress and thinking about it over and over again. I knew I was getting fat and wanted to change but I was failing to stop. Every minute I was starving and couldn't help it." He sighed and stared intensively at me. "I tried to overdose. To die and every one knows it because I wasn't ashamed to show the world how rotten it was to the point I was willing to die in front of their eyes. I just went into the bathroom, found some toilet cleaners or something and chugged it down all up. I fell, instantly and began to feel dizzy and my heart got really loud. A few kids started to make fun of me saying I was so hungry that I drunk cleaning chemicals. They laughed and laughed but they didn't save me. It was the genitor that spotted me and tried his best to carry me to the nurse. Lucky for me she knew exactly what to do since it happened to another student as well. I was cured in seconds and sent to a hospital for further check up and the next month I was back in school. The genitor made sure to always follow me around since that day and suddenly told me you had been trying to help me get rid of the disorder before you left.... After that day he said so, I guess I fell for you and wanted to get better just to show you how much you changed me." He said and I blushed as I stared at him wide eyed.

He was being... Serious about it.

There was no sarcasm or critic in his words, it wall all coming from his memories and his heart.

"You're always changing people one way or the other." He sighed then suddenly grabbed my chin, tilting my chin up to face him and I felt uncomfortable in the process. "I keep falling for you every time and it makes me sick." He said and I frowned at him as his face got so serious all of a sudden. "But you can't help it, can you? Being pretty, smart and kind at the same time. Why do you like it?"

"What?"

"Messing people's emotions towards you. You like that a lot." He sighed and let me go as he glanced over his shoulder for a moment then back at me. "Sometimes I wish we could spend time together." He whispered but didn't lean in to whisper in my ear. Instead, he chose to whisper it to my face. "But it's impossible to get you  when you have all these guys wanting to have you. For now maybe we can't get close enough to know each other. But I won't let it slide. I'm alive because of you and I owe you my heart."

"B-But you don't need to-"

"I don't need your permission." He rolled his eyes. "I'll give it to you whether you want it or not."

"You sound like you're threatening me." I said and he shrugged his shoulders.

"You're always threatening people Riley. I'm just telling you." He said before he kind of smiled and walked away.

Leaving me puzzled by what he had just said.

Will he force himself to love me or does he already feel that way?