If only memories could be erased (Shoto Todoroki x oc) Rewrite

Staying

Tamaki's pov

The door opened and I was thankful for the distraction from studying because I wasn't getting any of this. I turned around to see who it was although I could guess.
"I'm not doing Karaoke with you and Nemuri. That's my final answer" dad grumbles, dumping his bag at the door before turning to us.
"Your friends are still here?"
"I wouldn't call them my friends but yes" I reply, looking ahead and leaning into the couch. Dad sighs and walks to the kitchen with dad trailing him and complaining loudly that he won't go to Karaoke. I sigh, running a hand through my hair. I check the time.
"Oh shit. It's nearly 8" I state.
"What have I told you about language" Dad yells from the kitchen. I wave my hand in the air as a response. Tamaki leans over, ears pricking. 
"Have any of you eaten?"
"We had snacks" Hitoshi offers, leaning an arm over the back of the couch. Dad groans loudly, running a hand through his hair.
"Fine. I'll make dinner for all of you. And I guess those four can stay the night. Its late and I'm not having anyone going anywhere alone" he sighs, looking in the fridge.
"Come on Sho. Just for an hour. Its not like they need you to do everything for them" dad really trying.
"Dad does have a point. We don't really need you to watch over us twenty four seven. We're nearly adults ourselves. I mean Tamaki is going to be 18 next March" Hitoshi explained. Dad sighed.
"Fine. But I'm not singing" dad states, closing the fridge again and heading up the stairs.
"Can we order pizza?"
"Sure. I'll leave money on the counter for you" dad replies happily, following dad upstairs. 
"I'm calling" Hitoshi states, leaning back on the couch with his arms behind his head.
"Do you have any preference?" I ask. Each of them provides Hitoshi with what they want. While we wait for the pizzas, our dads come down.
"We're heading out. Try not to make too much mess" dad chuckles.
"And don't break anything" dad asks, giving a strong glare at the three of us.
"Since when do we break shit" I mumble.
"Since you smashed one of the picture frames last year"
"To be fair, that was last year and its not my fault that I was pushed" I point out, looking at my brothers. Tamaki covers his eyes and shrinks down while Hitoshi looks at his hand with little care. Dad doesn't say anything and follows dad out of the house.
"Great. Who's up for music?"
"Please don't. You don't know how to work those speakers" I sigh, sitting on the arm of the chair.
"Come on. I'll get it right this time"
"We'll all go deaf before that happens and I would very much like to keep my ears" They are all I have left. I make a point to look at Hitoshi. He picked up on the hidden context and decided to check the speakers before turning them on which I was grateful for. When the pizzas arrived, everyone began to take what they wanted, sitting in the kitchen. I sat on the couch, staring down at my phone which I'd placed on the table. I felt the couch dip and knew someone had sat down next to me. I turned to look.
"Candy cane?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. He offers me a plate with a couple slices of pizza.
"You didn't take any so I thought you might be hungry" he explains. I take the plate from him.
"Thanks I guess" I mumble. Now I have to eat it. Its the least I can do for his kindness. I take small bites of one slice, praying that I can keep it down long enough for it to look convincing to him and anyone else. I finish one slice and bite my lip to keep it all down. I picked up the other slice and tried my best to eat that without throwing up the rest of my food. I managed to finish it but my stomach was aching now.
"Excuse me. I'll be back in a minute" I excuse myself. I walk up the stairs and enter the bathroom, locking the door before collapsing to my knees, arms wrapped around my stomach. I reached for the toilet and was able to get to it just before everything came up. I was left coughing up stomach acid by the end, my throat sore from the whole ordeal. I stayed in place for a bit before flushing the toilet and getting up. I brushed my teeth quickly to get the taste from my mouth before leaving the bathroom. I ran into Todoroki.
"What are you doing? Stalking me?" I ask, raising an eyebrow but I was inwardly panicking. Did he hear anything while I was in there.
"You rushed off quite quickly after eating" he states.
"Yeah. I always do that. Just ask my brothers or my parents" I explain, pulling at the sleeve of my hoodie. My arm was starting to itch. I really needed to deal with it but if I lifted up my sleeve then he'd see the scars. I didn't need anyone seeing those. He stared at me and my anxiety just kept rising the longer he stared. He knew. He definitely had to know something. Did he hear me? Has he somehow seen my scars? Or is he disgusted by how I look and he's inwardly mocking me for it. 
"Alright. Do you need a drink? Your voice sounds dry" he states.
"Y-yeah. That's actually a good idea. I'm going to go get one now" I nervously chuckle. I walk past him but he grabs my wrist and stops me. I wince and turn to look at him. He looks at me again, staying completely silent. Why is he being so quiet? I can hear someone coming up the stairs. I look. Hitoshi reaches the top and looks at us. He looks at Todoroki, eyes narrowing at him.
"What are you doing?" he asks. Todoroki doesn't say anything but lets go of my wrist. I rub my wrist with my other hand, willing the slight stinging to go away. Hitoshi looks at me.
"Are you alright?" he asks, looking me over. It took a couple minutes for it to click that Hitoshi probably thought that Todoroki was trying to force me to do something or was going to hurt me.
"Yeah I'm fine. It was just a stupid little disagreement" I reply, not really knowing what had happened myself. Hitoshi took my answer but I saw him side eye Todoroki. I walked towards the stairs, ready to go down and get a drink, Hitoshi on my heels. I got a glass of water, drinking it. Todoroki came back downstairs, looking over at me. I felt a chill run up my spine but willed my body to stay still. Why did he keep doing that? It was freaking me out. Did I do something to upset him or did he really figure something out?