His Rules (Brahms Heelshire x Reader)

CHAPTER I - III FIRST DAY

Y/n's Pov

I woke up with a very bad headache. I put a hand on my head to stop the dizziness but it can't be helped. I yawned and get up heading towards the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth, after i went downstairs to greet my parents.

"Ahh.." you mumbled the pain as you almost lost balance luckily your brother is also going down. "T-thanks.." I awkwardly thanked him. He showed me this eminent face of his and I sighed.

My mother rushed towards me and kissed my cheeks.

"Good morning, sweetie. Did you slept well last night?" she asked, caressing my cheeks. I stared at her with awkward eyes, then she furrowed her brows as if she's questioning me what's wrong. At first nothing came out of my mouth.

My mouth shaped an o, but nothing's came out. I shook my head and nod to reassure her. After I hurried to the dining room and sat down with my father and my brother which is boping his head nonstop.

"Why aren't you dressed yet?" my father glanced at me. Weird he's already wearing his office uniform so I proceed to question him.

"Uhm, why are you dressed like THAT?" I pointed at his clothes. He return an unamused face to me and tapped his watch.

"7:00 am" he scoffs. You raised a brow and looked at the window. You saw a familiar Red muscle car parking infront of your house.

"Ha, that must be Dylan" you father stood up from being seated and dust off himself as if there's even a mess with it.

"I am so confused right now-" you stopped when your mother opened the door revealing Dylan. You opened your mouth and said,

"Look.. I still haven't took a bath.." akwardly raising yourself from your seat. "Oh, it's okay I can wait" says Dylan.

Dylan welcomes himself in as your mother him.

"Got it! About 5 minutes" you shouted hurried upstairs to take a bath.

"Pfft" your brother chuckled as he shove a full pancake to his mouth leaving Dylan to stare at him with an awkward look.

Y/n Pov

"Ahh. Shit" i curses trying to fit your pants onto your legs, trying hard. I just finished bathing and now I am struggling to wear my favorite pant? I know I can just use my other pants but no! This one is special. After struggling for the time I gave up and dig inside my closet just to find a piece of neon green one piece clothing.

I looked at the dress disgustingly and threw it to the trashcan. I sighed and grabbed some random pants and fit my shoes before running downstairs and I almost tripped!

End of Pov.

"Shoot!" you kicked the tile, hurrying.
"Okay, okay I'm ready to go" holding onto your chest, you try to breath. No one responded to you. Your mother and Dylan is sharing talks but you can notice that Dylan is looking at you almost trying to say 'its okay I got this'

You coughed and grabbed Dylan by his wrist dragging him outside the house. You waved at your shocked mother. "Bye, bye we're off!" Before shutting the door you flashed an awkward smile to Dylan and spoke. "Whew, guess we can go now" he then nods and walked you over to his car.

Dylan is now focused on the road when the both of you notice a group of people gathered around the roadside. Out of curiosity you opened the car window and looked outside.

You heared gossips, "No way! Another teenager is missing? And there's a trace of bloods here" a woman says. Your curiosity is taking all over you now you get off the car and cut in the crowd. Your eyes wide open when you saw blood scattered around the floor. Then the police came, Dylan pulled you out of the crowd. You notice him breathing hard.

"Look, y/n it's actually... My sister" he looked at you, "-she's missing" your frowns and out a hand on his shoulder, eyeing him concerned. "I'm so sorry..." despite the news, he seems to not think about it deeply, still a faint smile appeared on his face as he made his way through the crowds. One of the police came to talk to him. It must be his father.

Your mom talked about him this morning. You waited patiently behind the crowd as you glances time to time to where Dylan is. Lastly, his father patted his back and said goodbye to him and seems to notice me, he also gave me a goodbye. Dylan opened the front door for you and you sat inside. Before driving he looked at you and said "Time is till up we can go look over the places here to familiar you"

You paused and thought for a moment and then checked the time on your watch. "Yeah, it is still early.... By the-" you cut yourself when you thought about maybe Dylan doesn't want to talk about it right now. He them moved his head to the right to look at you but also glancing through the road this time and then. "Yes? He asks swiftly. You sighed and lowered your tone.

"You might not want to talk about it but... Your sister"

"No worries. People talks about her all this time so..." "-i don't think she's alive" it's the first time you saw him furrowed his brows (out of his maybe? anger?)

"I-i am very sorry for that..."

"Yeah" his voice is muffled.

Although he acts like nothing happened. I know he's hurt. Just like that time when I thought my brother has died but actually he just ended up oversleeping, haha. I giggled to myself with the thoughts.

After the short trip, Dylan brought the two of you to the university. You opened the front door and slipped your feet outside and when you manage to get your body out of the car you were amused by how big the university is. Just how many tall big buildings are here? I doubt it's all classrooms. It's a little bit weird because this part is so much different from where your house is.

I swung my bad up to my shoulder and I walked over the field to the hallway to check on my locker.

"Locker no. 27... where are you" you fidget with the small piece of paper containing your lockers number as you check each locker. Not looking at where you're going you bumped into someone. "25- oh my, sorry"

A guy with ginger hair, blue eyes and glasses was the person you bumped to. He looks kind of an easy going guy so you thought this is your chance to ask where your class is.

"I-i'm okay..." He stuttered nervously as he put the books in his hands immediately into his locker, breathing heavily.

???

"Oh, Good i actually wanted to ask you something..."

"A-are you sure?"

"Uhm... Yes?"

The red tint to the boy's cheeks is visible as he brushed his hand to his glasses.

"Well.... not everyone asks me out" he gave you a pretty smile and you smiled back awkwardly.

I was just asking for my class... But I think he had it wrong

"I think you're good" you patted his shoulder and another blush appeared to his cheek as he tried not to squirm. "Do you know where my class is?"

"Ah, wait you're?" oh, he's not stuttering anymore.

"I'm y/n and you are... Steve"

"How did you know" his eyes widen

"See you're wearing an id?" you pointed at the thing hanging in his neck.

Embarrassed he only scratched his neck, "Oh... oh"

"My class is?"

"Ah, yes let me take you there I think we have the same class" he showed you a piece of paper containing names and numbers on it.

You noticed your name just under someone's name. "Cool, off we go"