Eliza's pov

I cursed under my breath when I felt the sudden vibration from my left pocket. I quietly grumbled and took out my phone peeking who is calling me at this unfortunate moment. I was sitting at Mr. Keynes' class and let us just say that he is not one of the kindest person when it comes to disruption of his class.

My phone beeped again. It was Emily. Why is she so impatient? I lifted my head to see if Mr. Keynes looked at me and nope he was busy glaring at a few students in the back seats. I turned to my right and saw Nate looking at me with a sweet smile on his face. I lightly lifted my hand to show him I was checking at my phone.

Nate quickly raised his brows averting my attention to the man standing few feet before me. It is official now that I am not one among Keynes favourites anymore.

Just as our class ended I got off the class to meet up with Jimin and Hannah. Next class I have is with Mr. Wesley and I have it with Han.

I was about to exit the building to the wide garden outside where our usual meeting spot was, when I heard a familiar voice calling me.

"Hey, Nate. I thought you went for the next class." I waved at the boy who came next to me, his hair swaying in all directions.

"I skipped." He gave me a guilty smile.

"Why?"

"Uhm, nothing. Just did not feel like going." He shrugged as if it did not matter and I did not ask him further.

"Where were you going?" He asked me.

"Oh, Jimin and Hannah are here. You wanna come?" I asked him.

"Yeah sure."

Nate has already hung out with the three of us before. After we both met up at the park, I introduced him to the two and we have been to arcade and restaurants and places like that together.

We walked straight till we reached the gazebo with the vines and bloomed flowers. Jimin and Hannah were talking more like screaming at each other when we approached. It didn't really bother me as it was their usual routine.

"What is it this time?" I nonchalantly asked while taking a seat beside Han. My phone buzzed again cutting off whatever complaints both had to throw at me.

"Hey sis." I took the call moving a few steps from the trio.

"Ela, where were you? I have been calling you non-stop."

"I know and if I was in school I would have ended up in detention coz of your calls." I scoffed.

"Eliza, hellooooo." I heard another voice. This was not my sister's, it was a deeper and masculine voice.

"Who are you with?" I frowned.

"It's just Taehyung."

"What, you are together?" I was shocked, I did not know they meet up. All I knew was they are closer than he was with me and text a lot.

"Why are you so surprised? He lives only a few kilometres away from me."

"Coz you never told me before." Duh.

"Well now you know. Anyways I called you to tell you that we should all meet up soon. I miss you." She cooed changing her voice to more cuter and childish. I could imagine her pouting from the other end.

"What do you want from me?"

"I am offended. Can't I just simply miss my womb mate." I could hear Taehyung's giggles when Emma said those words.

"Suspicious. But yeah I guess it won't be that bad." I agreed.

"Cool. Then next Saturday. Bring Seokjin too, Tae will be there. I will tell Jimin and Han." She chirped enthusiastically.

"Woah the plan escalated very quickly. You already planned everything didn't you."

"Maybe. Let's bash the day just the six of us. Bye."

"Byeee" And that must be Taehyung.

"Bye guys."

I returned to the trio who were immersed in talking about the coming research sessions with our assigned heads. Jimin had gotten Mr. Keynes and Hannah got Mrs. Evanna, someone who hasn't taught me yet.

After Nate left I filled them in with the meet up with Ema and Taehyung. Jimin was extremely excited to meet this Taehyung. One, he is Korean and two they are the same age. Seokjin and Jimin are close too but he is happy now he gets to meet someone who is close to his age.

I reached back home earlier than usual since Jimin dropped me off. Seokjin had an evening class so he will be late.

I decided to cook something simple since he will be tired after his work. But fortunately I got a text from him telling that he will be buying from Tim Horton's and we can have a movie marathon instead.

After dinner we both were sitting on the couch deciding what to watch. Finally we came to a conclusion of watching The X-men. Popcorns, drinks, kisses chocolates everything was set ready and kept within our reach of hands when we started playing the movie.

I always liked having these movie nights with him. We joke around a lot and also talks and debates like kids over silly matters making it all the more interesting.

Halfway through the movie my phone rang and upon checking it was from my mom. Seokjin paused the movie but I signalled him to continue while I balled up in the couch finding a comfortable position to watch and talk to my mom at the same time.

"Hey mom. I finally spoke settling in a comfortable posture.

"Hai Ela. We haven't talked in a while." I heard my mom's soft voice from the other end.

"I'm sorry mom. I was a little busy. Are you and dad fine?"

"Yes honey, all good. How have you been?"

"Everything is fine over here mom." I assured while I tried snatching some popcorn from the bowl in his lap.

"What were you doing, mom?" I sighed because he kept the bowl far away from my reach.

"I was preparing lunch and dad is home today."

"That is rare. Him being home."

"Yeah, he is planning to step down from the business for a few months and probably hand it down to one of you."

"When are you guys coming to visit us. You haven't seen the three of us in a while. And Jayden might forget you at this rate." I tried changing the subject.

"We will, soon. I already called Evan and just got off the phone from Emily."

"I haven't talked to Evan in a while." I spoke while straining to catch Seokjin's attention. He replied with a stuck out tongue, mocking me.

"Ema told that you were all planning to meet up along with your friends and Seokjin. That was his name right?"

"Yes mom. We haven't gathered in a while."

"Do you get along really well with him?" My mom enquired.

"Yes mom. He is a really nice guy." I replied without thinking much. I was busy mouthing to Seokjin for 'kisses' (the chocolates). Once he saw me, he approached me with a smirk and puckered lips. I felt the heat rising to my cheeks when I realised why he was coming like that. To hide my shock and embarrassment I took the TV remote and slapped him with it playfully. He retreated with a cute pout making me chuckle.

"I don't want you to tag along with him that much. It would be better if he did not come with you." My mom confessed and just like that my smile faltered.

"I guess dad told you that. But why mom?" I whined.

"You think I wouldn't find out. He is your teacher Eliza." This time the words were from my dad. He speaks like we are hiding something from me.

"Not anymore though." I reasoned with him.

"Stop whining and listen to me."

"Why are you like this?" I raised my voice unintentionally, catching Seokjin's attention too.

"Don't make me angry, Eliza? Don't make the same mistake." He warned voice laced with venom.

"It wasn't my mistake. It was you who did everything. Why are you all assuming the worst?" I shut my eyes trying to swallow the lump in my throat.

"No more buts just obey." That being said he hung up the call.

Sighing, I put the phone down. Seokjin scooted over to my couch looking concerned.

"Is everything alright?"

"Yes." I forced a smile. He wasn't satisfied with my answer but he didn't force me to tell respecting my privacy.

How can they assume that he is bad when they doesn't even know about him. In fact Seokjin is better than him. What my dad did to my life will never be forgotten or forgiven. I wanted to scream at him for ordering me to stay away from Seokjin, for trying to stamp into my brain that he is not a good person. I told him there was nothing happening between us and even if it did it would be the best thing ever happened to me. Whatever he say I am not going to push him away from my life. If anything, I want him by my side, even if it is only as a friend. And that is our decision to make and no one else's.