Perfect Love (TayNew)

14. Freedom

*New POV*

"Wh... why do you need my book?" I asked nervously.

"To write notes." 

"Why?" I asked him confused.

"Well, you can't write anyway due to your injury." Tay said staring at me.

"No thanks. I can manage." I rejected him firmly.

"Do you want to increase your swelling on the hand? Give it to me."

"I will take my friend's notes and write mine afterward."

"You don't have time to complete your notes afterward." Tay said seriously.

"I have time. How do you know I don't have time?" I said with a frown.

"You don't have time since you are worried about your part-time job."

"How do you know about my part-time job?"

"You said it just now." Tay said which means the F3 were present from the start and they listened to everything.

"Why do you want to help me?" I asked Tay.

"The injury was because of me so, I want to help you till it heals."

"I already forgive you, so you don't have to do anything."

"I want to, okay? Even though you forgive me I feel so uncomfortable just leaving you like that instead of being responsible." Tay said seriously.

"Don't ask too many questions. I just want to help you. Give me the book." Tay continued.

"Fine. But, this doesn't mean we are friends, okay?" I said seriously.

"Yeah. I just want to help you." Tay said rolling his eyes.

I gave him my books and he started writing when the class started and I just listened to the class silently.

*Tay POV*

We just came to the class and were seating ourselves on the last bench when Gun suddenly asked New about his hand. We heard the whole conversation afterward between them and I was feeling a little uncomfortable that it was my fault that this happened. When Gun asked how New was going to write notes then Off who was sitting beside me nudged me and signaled me to New by his eyes. Off was telling me to talk to him and I also wanted to talk to New so I asked him to give his book and he was shocked by seeing me. Gun, Off and Earth were more shocked that I was volunteering to write notes.

After a long conversation, New accepted me to write his notes. It was lunch break and New turned to look at me. He took all his notes from me and checked them one by one.

Then New turned around, looked at me seriously and asked me pointing to his notes. "What are these?"

"Your books?" I told him.

"I am asking what you wrote."

"Notes? The one which the teacher explained." I told him and New was getting a little angry.

"You call these notes? Were you conscious while writing them?" New asked me seriously.

"Yes. I was." I said seriously.

"Then how come I can't understand a single word which you wrote." New told me and Pluem was staring at me while Gun, Off and Earth were giggling.

"I guess you don't know, New but, that is his handwriting and this is the first time he is actually writing any notes for others." Off said laughing.