Chapter 8
Noah helped me move my things back to our original dorm.
When we arrived, Aron had already been taken to the hospital. I glanced at Noah with concern.
He smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry. He won’t show up in front of you ever again.”
I shook my head. “That’s not what I meant. Will there be consequences for you?”
He raised an eyebrow, his lips curving upward. “Are you that worried about me?”
I nodded honestly, which made him laugh.
“Relax, he wouldn’t dare. He’s done plenty of things that wouldn’t hold up to scrutiny.”
I initially thought Noah was just comforting me, but later I realized it
wasn’t mere reassurance.
Two days later, Aron’s parents came to process his withdrawal from school.
When I returned to the dorm, my roommates noticed my swollen lips but maintained a knowing silence.
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I stared at my feet in embarrassment.
Noah chuckled, “Why are you shy? They all know I consider you my lover. Only you, you fool, kept treating me as just a friend.”
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He paused thoughtfully before adding, “Maybe I should send Dylan a gift? He may be spiteful, but if it weren’t for him, you’d probably still think of me as just a friend, wouldn’t you?”
Mentioning Dylan reminded me of his final words to me, which dampened my mood.
Noah noticed my change in demeanor and asked, “What’s wrong? Don’t you like Dylan? I can go beat him up tomorrow too.”
That made me laugh. “It’s not that. I was just wondering if your parents would accept me.”
He visibly relaxed. “It’s not a big deal. When I first saw you, I explicitly told them I’d fallen for a guy. They’ve always known about you. As far as they’re concerned, for someone like me with severe germophobia and a bad temper, finding anyone who likes me is a miracle. They should be grateful someone can tolerate me and be with me.”
He spoke casually, but my heart remained heavy. “It might not be so easy with my parents. Like me, they don’t know men can be together. Even though I have an older brother, my parents still believe all sons in the family should marry women and have children.”
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Afraid he might misunderstand, I hurriedly explained, “But I don’t regret agreeing to be with you. This wasn’t a hasty decision. I just want you to know the road ahead might be difficult. Are you willing to walk it with me?”
He kissed my forehead. “Of course. Getting your parents‘ approval is my responsibility. After all, I’m the one who led their son down this path. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely win their approval.”
I squeezed his hand. “We’ll do it together.”
Not long after we got together, Noah and I moved out of the dorm.
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The house he chose was close to campus, so our routine wasn’t much different from when we lived in the dorm.
Pretty much everyone at school knew about Noah and me. I no longer pulled away whenever we touched, afraid others might misinterpret our relationship.
Now, we walked through the school gates hand in hand, seen by others as a loving couple.
However, when I spotted Dylan, before my brain could process it, my hand instinctively withdrew from Noah’s. Noah’s face darkened instantly.
He pinned me against the wall, bit my lip hard enough to draw blood, and growled, “Evan, don’t you dare pull away from me again.”
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I felt panicked, knowing I’d have to spend the entire night appeasing Noah.
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