Save Me Break Me || MYG

The Memories Twenty Seven - Squabbles and Breasts

"Mia, do you like me?" I sat across, tugging on the hair hanging loose from her shoulder, "I know you do," giving her a mischievous wink.

She looked up, her non-prescription glasses askew, puzzled at first then annoyance took over in a snap.

"Why else would I be talking to you and keep up with your craziness?"

I sat on the table cockily, intentionally sitting on the notebook she was writing on, my gaze never leaving her ethereal face.

"You know what I mean, silly girl. Do you like me?"

"Ooooohh..." Her face lit up with excitement as I anticipated a good answer.

"No." Pokerface.

Damn. Such an adorable creature.

She deliberately tugged at the notebook to make me fall off the table and ushered me to go away.

"Get to class, Yoongi."

I knew she hadn't had breakfast yet because her fingers were trembling as she wrote, so I set down a bento box and pushed it towards her. I asked my mom to make two of them each day, one for me, one for Mia. I flashed her my most mischievous smirk before I started moving.

"One day, you'll fall for my charms. I can feel it, right here," I patted my chest mockingly as I kept walking backwards, my eyes focused on her.

She rolled her eyes and continued on her work, "Keep walking, Yoongi."

I laughed loud enough for her to hear before turning and sauntering towards the hallways.

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Mia kept staring at the stairs leading to the fourth floor.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked, noticing her stop.

She doesn't answer.

I waved a hand across her face. "Huh? What, what?"

I clicked my tongue. "I asked if you're okay. It's creepy to stare at empty spaces, you know."

"Sorry, I was just... Nothing. Let's go," as she pushed me to continue walking.

There are times like these, when she would randomly space out. On many instances, I'd catch her chanting under her breath or squint her eyes then shake her head. What bothers me the most was when her eyes lighten in color, almost white, then move rapidly. She claims she has eye problems, but she knew she can't fool me. Something's up. But as I promised, I won't force her to speak about them until she's ready.

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"Mia, for heaven's sake, stop flashing your breasts at me."

The buttons of her blouse seemed to have popped off, causing it to open, exposing that small line of her cleavage. I breathed harshly to try to calm myself, sweat dripping from my neck and my back.

My ultimate weakness that I know I can never ever fight off was Mia's delicious, round, beautiful breasts. How many times I must deny that I have developed a deadly obsession over her breasts... Oh please, not now. Somebody help me.

"I'm not doing it on purpose. And why are you looking at my chest in the first place?"

"I-uh.... Well your button is uhm.. Open and..." I stuttered as I scratched my nape and looked away. I knew my eyes grew darker at this point, as bad hormones started surging through my veins, and it won't be hard for Mia to not notice it. And the last thing I want to do is frighten the poor girl.

She looked down at her blouse and immediately covered her chest with a book that lay close by. "You should have mentioned it earlier! How long have you noticed?"

"Uhm, just now." I lied, still not looking at her.

"Liar."

"Okay, sorry. I'll look for a safety pin. Here, cover yourself with my jacket. And why the heck don't you wear proper uniform? You've been studying here for more than three months now!"

She wore my blazer backwards before replying, "Well, Ms. Keen said it's okay, I'll just buy next year." She hung her head low, abashed by the idea that she's wearing her dad's white button up shirts and an old black knee length skirt everyday.

I knew why. She and her dad were struggling financially. She can't work since her dad doesn't want her to, and because he wanted her to focus on school only. And since Ms. Keen was kind enough to share for her tuition, Mia was shy to ask money for uniform, which were unreasonably pricey. I'd complain about it to the student council once I get the chance. It's not fair.

Instead of finding safety pins to secure her blouse, I went straight to the principal's office to get her three sets of uniforms.

She did not move an inch from where I left her, my blazer still covering her torso. Thank goodness. I dropped the package on the table, earning a curious look from Mia.

Somewhere in the pit of my stomach, strong jealousy was brewing threateningly. It's not so surprising that other boys find Mia attractive, probably half of the male population in our school has a massive crush on her, others wanting something different. She does not try too hard because innately she was damn beautiful.

"It's already paid for, so don't refuse. And change now before your admirers go on a frenzy and try multiple ways to grab you and take you somewhere."

She glared at me, "You're the only one who's doing that."

"Shall I make a complete list of names of those who stare at you nonstop? You'll be surprised to find familiar names in it..."

She furrowed her eyebrows and shook her nead disapprovingly. "Oh, please, don't make that up."

I snatched a paper and pen from her hand to start scribbling, but she stood and reached for them, accidentally crushing her breasts on my face. When she felt it, she immediately sat back down and crossed her arms over her chest protectively as we both faced opposite directions.

So soft... Fu---

Her effect on me is outrageous. One moment I want to save her, the next, I have a strong urge to break her, in bed of course.

Why? I DON'T KNOW! It's perhaps in her DNA, she was born with the gift to attract both good and evil around her. She doesn't have a clue how much self-control I needed, maybe my good intentions balances out the bad ones.

I'm so relieved me and my brothers found her first. The thought of someone violating her makes my blood boil. Her spiteful pull for danger was uncanny, it's making my job as her knight in shining armor proven to be growing more tedious as days go by.

"I don't know how I can ever repay you for everything you're doing for me. Thank you," she said, snapping me out of my evil thoughts.

I ruffled her hair. It was the only part of her body that I can touch without making her flinch.