DISCONTINUED If Only Memories Could Be Erased(A Shoto Todoroki X Oc Fanfic)

Ch31: Tamaki meets Tamaki

Tamaki's pov

I walked alongside dad, heading back to the dorms. I'd been released from hospital although I was told not to use my voice for at least another week by the doctor. He also gave dad some psychiatric wards that he would recommend I go to for therapy. That and I was now supposed to be watched as much as possible and I wasn't even allowed to take my own medication. Someone else had to measure it out and keep it so I wouldn't try something again.
"Tamaki. How are you feeling?" Dad asked. I gave a shrug. I didn't know how to feel. Everything was so confusing. My mind was fuzzy. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and looked at the message.

Unknown Number

Hello there beautiful. Wanna meet up and have some fun? ;)

I bit my lip and shoved my phone back in my pocket. I didn't want to have to read more texts from whoever kept texting me. I didn't even know how they got my number. To try and take my mind off of the text. I pulled the bottom of my sleeve back slightly and looked down at the butterfly that Shoto had drawn. He had left the pens with me so I drew  3 more butterflies on my arms. It was actually something that helped calm my thoughts. It wasn't the same as my cutting but it was something. I turned to Dad and tapped his shoulder. He turned to me. I pulled out my phone and opened notes, typing.
"Could we stop off at a shop and get some paper and pencils?" I typed.
"Sure but what for?" he asked, turning in the direction of a shop.
"I want to start doing something else to try and calm myself down. I thought drawing might help" I typed, fiddling about with my sleeves nervously after showing it to him. He gave me a small smile.
"Well then. Let's get you a pad and pencils" I gave a small smile and followed him into the shop. I was allowed to look around and pick what I wanted. I picked up an A4 sketch pad and a pack of pencils, taking them to the counter. Dad payed for them ass the man behind the counter handed me the bag that he'd put them in. I took the bag and began walking alongside dad towards the dorms again. When we reached them, I pushed the door open. Those who were sat in the common room turned to look at me. I trained my eyes on the floor. Within seconds of people staring at me, they started to approach me and ask questions. I wanted to disappear at that exact moment. I hid my face in my hair and tried to make myself look small. I was pulled out of the sea of questions by a hand grabbing my arm and dragging me into a nearby room. I thought it was Shoto and turned to face him only to be surprised when instead of Shoto, I was met with a boy with dark purple hair and pointed ears. He turned to me, looking very nervous, shaking slightly. I pulled out my phone and began typing again.
"Your one of U.A's big three. What are you doing here?" I typed.
"I-I had to tell K-Kirishima s-something and s-saw you didn't l-l-look comfortable so I bro-brought you in here" he explained, head tilted down as he fiddled with his hands. I put on the text to speech feature on my phone.
"Thanks for that" I typed, my phone saying it aloud in its robotic voice.
"I-I've heard about you...... E-everyone's ta-talking about you. The daughter o-of Eraserhead and t-the girl wh-who tried to........ W-well. You pro-probably know since...... Y-you know" he explained.
"So everyone knows about that now" I typed. He nodded. I walked over to the nearest wall and banged my head on it. That was just perfect. Now everyone in U.A knew about my depression. Not just my class. Everyone. Probably even people outside of school since people would definitely want to tell friends and family the story of how a first year student tried to kill herself.
"M-Mirio actually t-told me about you. H-he said something about you having t-the same name as m-me" he muttered.
"What are you talking about? My name is Tamaki Aizawa?" I typed.
"Mine is Tamaki A-Amajiki" he mumbled, going back to fiddling with his sleeve although his shaking had gone down a little. I blinked in surprise.
"Why are you shaking and stuttering?" I typed, tilting my head slightly.
"I don't do well with p-people..... I-I have s-social a-anxiety" he explained.
"I can relate to that slightly. I've never been good in social situations" I assured him. He lifted his head and made eye contact with me.
"If you w-want to talk a-again then I c-could give you m-my number. I've n-never really known someone w-who understands wh-what I deal with" he explained. I nodded slowly and offered him my phone. He gently took it and began typing in it before handing it back over to me. I clicked on the contact he made and sent a simple 'hi' by text. I then nodded.
"I need to go. I think Shoto's waiting for me and I'm worried about my cat" I typed. He nodded. I opened the door again and quickly snuck up the stairs to my room. I opened the door and was surprised that the light in my room was on. Sitting in my chair was Shoto, petting Comso who was snuggled in his lap with a box at his feet. He looked up when I entered but didn't move, allowing me to close the door.
"Tamaki. I'm glad to see you. I have a present for you" he explained, bending over in a way as to not disturb Cosmo but be able to pick up the box. He handed it to me as I sat down on my bed. I lifted up the lid and looked inside. It was two dragon plushie, one that was red and white and the other which was black.
"I had them specially made. Used my dad's credit card. He won't notice" Shoto explained. I looked up. With a questioning look.
"They're so if we're ever not able to see each other for some reason and your lonely then you can hug it and remember that even if I'm not nearby, I'm still watching over you" he explained. I nodded at him. He gently put Cosmo down and got up, wrapping me in a hug. I leaned into him and smiled slightly. This was nice.