Roses and Thorns, a Chanyeol x Reader Fanfiction

Roses and Thorns Pt 4: Less than perfect

Chanyeol's POV

My first day of school is over, and I can finally go home and maybe play a video game or two.  This school is a lot more different then my old school in Korea, because this place is much better looking than that old junkyard.

Want to know how I ended up in New York City of all places? Here's how it went.

Flashback- 5 Months ago

 "Could Park Chanyeol come to the principal's office immediately?  Calling Park Chanyeol!" 

I heard my name on the loudspeaker and right away I knew they had found out. Of course they did. I was so stupid thinking I could hide it. 

I swung my worn backpack over my shoulder, and trudged out of class. I sent my best friend Kyungsoo a salute right before i left, knowing it would be the last time I would walk out of this classroom and see him. 

"Mr Park, do you know why you are here?" My principal asked me, anger in her eyes.

Keep your cool, Park Chanyeol.

"I have a suspicion, but wouldn't it be easier if you just told me?" I answered back. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw my parents walk into the office, disappointment and disgust in their eyes. 

My principal sighed. "We have been notified about your party which you hosted a few days ago. It got seriously out of hand." She began.

Here we go.

"We found these drugs in your drawers. Please explain, Channie." My mother pushed forward a few suspicious looking packets across the table. 

"My friend gave them to me." I looked away as I responded. My cheeks were already heating up.

"According to a few witnesses, that wasn't all that went down at your party. Apparently you raided the alcohol cabinet with a few of your friends, You smoked some serious drugs, You graffitied the nearby police station, You and that girl, Park Chaeyoung, performed something highly inappropriate in front of many other guests at the party. I understand you were drunk, but that was no excuse." 

I closed my eyes. I remembered how Rose and I got seriously drunk and messed up by doing some certain things in front of all our friends. Rose wasn't even my girlfriend, but she took my virginity. Yeah, I fucked up. Big time. 

"And I'm sure you know the actual reason you are getting expelled."

Expelled? Sheesh. I knew what was coming. I braced myself.

"The fight that broke out between you and Kim Jun-Myeon, known to you students as 'Suho.'" My principal raised an eyebrow at me, daring me to add to the statement. Well, I don't back down from a challenge. 

"We were drunk. We were arguing over something and it got out of hand. No one died or anything." I responded. I thought of that night again, and how Suho had gotten mad at me for doing it with Rose. How Suho had pulled me away from her, how he had tried to talk sense into me. 

"He is in the hospital, Chanyeol. Because you pulled that knife out on him. That is completely unacceptable behaviour from a student, and I request that you pack your things now."

Suho. In the hospital. Because I stabbed him in the stomach. And now I was getting expelled.

"Where will I be moved to?" I asked, my voice cracking weakly.

"A Korean American school all the way in New York. It's a boarding school, you will have your own room there. Your english is good enough. This is for you to start a new life, Chanyeol." My mother said, leaning across the desk. 

When we left the building and all my stuff was packed and gone, my father and mother turned to me.

"What you did was absolutely stupid. No one in our family history has ever embarrassed us like this."

"You have ashamed us too greatly. We don't want to be your parents anymore."

"You are no son of mine."

"We never wanted you anyway."

"You're nothing but a little piece of shit, Park Chanyeol."

My mother's words hit me straight in the heart. 

And my father raised a hand to slap me, and the burning sensation on my red cheek was almost too much to bear.

I can still feel that terrible, terrible feeling like it was just yesterday.

End of flashback

Now, a new start, right?

I'll be a better person, better grades, better life. Maybe my parents will regret disowning me and love me again.

I hope they will.

But the second I walked into the classroom, I saw her.

Y/N.

I've never believed in love at first sight, but she was perfect.

Perfect for me.

She wasn't like any other slut, Rose or any other girl I was attached to. 

I felt myself falling once again.

I'm sorry if I ruin your life Y/N. 

But that's what I do best.