Chapter 43

lil authors note

Hey! So I don't know if any of you have been secretly questioning to yourselves why I still call Kyle, Kyle and not William as his real name is in fact William. That was done for a reason and will be explained in this chapter

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|Rose's P.O.V|

 "What the fuck Kyle!?" I gasp out in horror with eyes wide open.  

He laughs loudly, as his eyes close and his head tilts back slightly.

"Oh my gosh! Where are your pants!?" I question horrified as I notice him in only his boxers.

"What? Did you really think I sleep with a shirt and pants every night?" He raises a perfect eyebrow as if the question was too obvious to be answered. "I only wore them last night so you wouldn't get too tempted."

"Shut up!" I shove his chest though I doubt it hurt him and awkwardly turn away with burning cheeks.

This should be illegal! He's too perfect. Perfection like that shouldn't exist.

"No ones perfect Chi chi." He says softly, walking closer to me.

I realised I must have said that out loud.

"Look," he points on his chest where a scar runs down and one on his forehead which reaches down just above the entrance of his ear. "Perfect people don't have flaws like this yet the thing is, perfect people don't exist either."

I was lost for words. His voice was so gentle and soft and his eyes, his gorgeous blue eyes that held more emotions than I could count seemed to hold nothing but the truth.

"I've done things I regret, and hurt those I love because I don't know how else to act. I'm not perfect, Rose. No one is. But the fact that you think I am, shows that you don't mind my flaws and my past. You still see me as perfect despite all that. I've never quite met a girl like you." He whispers, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

I could only look into his eyes, words seemed to be lost somewhere on my tongue. His hand was now gently caressing my cheek.

My mouth opens then closes a few times. I was literally in shock right now. No surprise there. I mean, what was I supposed to say?

"Shh..." He puts a finger on my lips hushing me even though I hadn't spoken or uttered a letter. "You don't have to say anything."

And with that, he slowly leans in and captures my lips in a passionate and heated battle, letting out a groan of satisfaction. He grabs hold of my waist and pulls me closer till our bodies molded as one just as I run my fingers through his hair. I felt the softness of the bed come in contact with my back with Kyle hovering over me, lips still intact together with mine.

"MOVIE NIGHT!" Malcolm's loud voice echos around the room as he slams the door open, causing me to panic and shove Kyle off me.

"Oops, didn't mean to disturb your baby making session." Mal grins wickedly as Laura, Angel and Lewis file in behind him with pillows and junk food.

It was Laura's last week at school before she starts to stay with her parents and get home schooled instead up until she gives birth. Her now boyfriend Dylan has kindly agreed to help her since he is the father and partly because Laura would have murdered him. And well, perhaps I may have threatened to amputate his limbs and whack him with them and shoving a leg up his ass.

So we decided to spend our last Friday night together in Kyle and Malcolm's dorm like old times watching movies and possibly getting diabetes.

A few students decide to go back to their parents home for the weekends though most don't and just stay here at the boarding school and go into town or something since the weekend is only two days but some students I guess you can say, are a daddy or mummy's boy/girl/princess/potato/sloth.

"We're watching 'Me before you'" Laura grins excitedly and Lewis groans in the background. It wasn't long before I heard a whack and an 'ouch' from Lewis as expected.

Honestly these two.

After getting all comfortable and into place, we all watch the movie in the darkness and I would be lying if I said I didn't find it funny that they were all literally way into the movie. I think Mal has a tear that was threatening to spill out.

Heck even Lewis' focus seemed to be on the screen and nothing else.

I, however, had my mind on something else. Something that has really been bothering me for the past few days.

*Flashback to just over a week ago*

"Uhm, William, can I ask you something?" I say, looking up at him.

His expression suddenly darkens and a frown replaces the smile her previously had. "Don't call me William. It's Kyle."

"What...Why? You're real name is William and they've captured Mal's parents. You don't have to pretend anymore."

He sighs and tugs harshly on his hair. "That's the thing, Rose. When you're forced to change who you are, you begin to form this new character and eventually lose yourself. Who I am now, is nothing like William. William is gone. Dead. Just like my parents."

There was a few seconds of silence and I hesitated for a bit on whether I should disagree with him but he continues.

"William was a boy who had braces and was afraid to ask the teacher to go to the bathroom. I was a hated nobody who was only ever good at inventing simple things and solving equations in mere seconds. Nobody ever looked at me. Nobody ever cared that I sat alone and didn't have friends. Things have changed now that I was put into the witness protection program. I was given a new life, a new name, a new identity. In order for me to live, I was forced to leave everything about myself behind.

"And I know, I wasn't exactly the hottest looking guy three years ago or one that was liked but I still had a family. I still had something that identified me as me and not as someone else, one of the only things that makes an individual unique from another. Kyle Anderson was a real popular person who had a life but died in a drunk car accident and so his parents are aware of this and have agreed to giving me his identity so I wouldn't be found and killed."

"Do you miss your old self?" I whisper softly, afraid that he'll break from the question.

He only shrugs in return. "Maybe that stupid saying is true."

"What saying?"

"Things happen for a reason. I wouldn't have met you or had any friends if my life was still the same."

It was kind of hard to believe this person right before me, was someone who was hated and bullied. I mean, he looks like your typical charming bad boy who would make any girl or guy weak in the knees but as it turns out. This is all an act. An act for survival.

It's amazing how well some people can hide their feelings with a something as simple as a smile.

Or in Kyle's case, a smirk.

"Three years ago after the murder of my family, I was too deep in depression to care about anything else. I didn't eat, I mean why would I when I witnessed something horrid. I didn't sleep either and I was living with one of the police officers and his wife who took care of me more than I deserved. But because I was practically a dead person who only breathed, they decided to put me into therapy. And I attended these therapy session for a year, even though I was kind of forced into it but it helped. I began to see that life wasn't necessarily over and that I had a reason to be alive. And so, the following year after I was emotionally stable, I worked on myself and my fitness and health and then after that, I came here to start a new life as a new person."

*Flashback ends*

The movie had ended without realising it due to being too deep in thought. I look around and snatch a chip packet that was half finished and begin munching on it.

"That was...so sad." Mal sniffs along with Lewis who was blowing his nose.

I look at Laura who had an amused look on her face and shakes her head as she also stares at me.

"Stop being pathetic Mal, we're grown men." Lewis scolds, trying to act tough though he kinda failed.

I chuckle lightly but freeze when I felt something stir on my lap. I look down and notice Kyle sleeping with his head on my lap, with his face facing my stomach and one arm wrapped around my hip.

How does one look so damn good even when they are sleeping?

"Alright, another movie!" Mal leaps up from the floor to put on another movie. "How about...Shrek anyone?"

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