Put me down

In order to give him some lessons, I started finding his weakness. His dorm mate, James also told me that Edward is a very reserved person and he doesn't talk much with him too even they live in the same room. So he wasn't a help for me either. But he did give me one important thing. His schedule.

The guy wakes up at 7 in the morning then attends classes from 8:30 sharp, after the school ends he goes to gym and then come back to his dorm and starts studying. Like the perfect studious guy. He's good at studies, sports everything. There's just no way I can beat him.

But I got an opportunity. There will be a rugby match conducted by Allen Academy which happens to be our rival school and I know it is very important to him, the captain of the team,to win this match. I must do something so that he can't win this match over!

The day before the match:

It was the day right before the match. So the team was practicing their ass off. I took the opportunity and convinced James to give his room key for a while. He also doesn't like Edward very much for his rude behaviour so it was very easy to get the key. James took me to his room then left for his piano class. I first explored to their room and found nothing exciting against that jerk. Then I went to his washroom in order to execute my super duper plan. I spilled shampoo all over the floor. After doing the practice the first place he will go to his shower. And he will definitely slip and fell and the rest is easy to guess. Oh what a plan! No one will suspect me. It will be an accident and he will be injured. I gave myself a compliment for killing two birds in one stone. I was too happy to notice the sound of door opening.

"What are you doing?"

His husky voice startled me. It made me flinch and instead of giving him a lesson I stepped on the shampoo that I spilled a minute ago to make him fall. I then slipped and fell hard on the floor. The pain I felt was unbearable as if my ankle was broken.

He looked frightened.

"Ryan, Ryan what happened? Where does it hurt? Do you need any help?"

It was actually the first time I heard him to call me by my name. But I was actually in too much pain to notice that. I feel like I will pass out anytime but I have to get up on my own. I'll die of shame if I take any help from this jerk.

" I'm fine. I can get u...Ouch!" My ankle hurt so much that I couldn't even stand on my own feet.

Then I suddenly feel two strong hands under my thighs lifting me up. And in two seconds I was in his arms. My one hand on his nape and the other one on his shoulder. On the other hand he started carrying with his one hand supporting my back. And we were being ridiculously close to each other. So close that I could hear his heart was beating so fast. Or it was mine?

But then I came back to reality and realised that I was being carried by my sworn enemy. And that was the one thing I certainly didn't want to.

"Put me down, Edward."

"I'll give you ten seconds. If you didn't put me down I swear I'll..."

And just like always he simply ignored me.

"Where are you taking me to anyway? Anyone can see us, Edward. Please put me down"

"And you can walk on your own if I put you down? Back then you couldn't even stand properly! Just shut your mouth. Everyone is in their dorms. So shut your pretty little mouth for a sec if you don't want them to see us."

At the nurse's office:

"Your highness! What happened to you? Does your father know about this?

Father? Oh shit! No he mustn't know. He will kill me if he gets to know I created this whole thing.

"No, no, Please don't tell him. I don't want to bother him with this little thing."

"This isn't little thing, your Highness. Okay let me see."

"Is it broken?" His furrowed brows never left his face ever since he carried me out. But why? Is he worried about me?my broken ankle? But why. I know he realised that I was setting all these to make him suffer. Then why does he look so worried?

"No, I think not. It's just a bad sprain. But still he needs rest and he has to use crutches for a week or two. I've applied some ointment for now. Please make sure to take some rest, your Highness."

"Okay" still with a worried face.

Why is he taking this more seriously than I am? Does he think that I'll lie to my father and accuse him and get him expelled for that? Well I won't do such a thing. Does he not know that? Does he think so little of me?

After the treatment he silently carried me back to my dorm and left me at the front door before anyone could see us and disappeared.