Meet Frazier Ronan. He’s the meanest of mean, a notorious bad boy who always gets what he wants when he wants in the way he wants. There’s nothing he wants more than a sassy brunette girl who drives him crazy at the college party, Autumn Summers.
She’s done something no female has ever done before, she turned him down. In public.
Right now, he’s hellbent to make her college life a living hell.
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TYLER POV
I dumped the rest of my clothes onto my bed and took the suitcase out of the cupboard. I’d meet with Autumn, Jess, and Colton in a few hours. The day has finally come for all of us to leave D.C. and started our university life in New York.
I opened the suitcase and put it on the bed next to the piles of clothes. I knew I didn’t have to bring all of them but putting them all on the bed helped me choose which one to bring. My eyes immediately fall upon a blue T-shirt and grabbed it. It was the same T-shirt Autumn had told me to wear the first time she spent the night here. I folded the shirt and put it in the suitcase. I smiled as I grabbed the plain black T-shirt, one that she wore the same night, and put that in as well. The rest of the clothes I picked randomly and in a few minutes, it was packed and ready to go.
My phone buzzed and I fished it out of the front pocket of my jeans. I frowned. It was an unknown number. “Hello?” I cradled my phone in the crook of my neck, pinning it between my ear and shoulder, as I grabbed my suitcase and put it on the floor.
A deep voice greeted me, “Tyler Vincent. It’s been a long time.”
I froze, unable to move or speak. I knew this voice too well that it sent chills down my spine.
“I’ve told you before, you can’t run away from me. New York isn’t that far away. In fact, no place on earth is really that far for me. I will always find you,” the man paused for a moment before he continued, “Don’t worry I won’t do anything as long as you come back. I promise I won’t even touch that lovely girlfriend of yours. You have my word.” The call ended.
I stayed still for a few minutes, so many thoughts ran inside my head. It was stupid of me to think that I could escape him. Incredibly stupid. Yet I could care less about myself, I was more worried about Autumn.
A sound coming from the door brought me back to reality. I turned to watch Autumn standing in the doorway with a smile on her face. “Ready to go?”
At that moment I knew, I’d do anything, absolutely anything, to keep her safe. “Yeah.” I nodded and forced myself to smile.
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Autumn POV
I woke up with the feeling of being watched. My lids fluttered open and I turned to stare into a pair of brilliant dark eyes only a few inches from my face. A smile appeared on his face, he leaned down and lightly bit my shoulder.
Every time our eyes locked, I remembered the first time I had looked up into those dark hazel eyes. I’d been so incredibly naïve and he’d been so impossibly handsome. I’ve too caught up with the status quo, dismissing him just because he was a nerd. Who would’ve thought that we’d be here, sleeping on the same bed in an apartment in NYC, two years later?
“Good morning,” he said against my skin, sending warm shivers all over my body.
I stretched my body and groaned at the stiffness and soreness yesterday had made me. We had spent the whole day unpacking and getting ready for the first day of school on Monday. I couldn’t wait for orientation and university life. I’ve been waiting for the last two years of high school to finally get here.
“Morning.” I smiled and kissed his forehead lightly. “What time is it?” I stretched my sore body one more time.
Ty glanced at the small clock on the nightstand beside him. “It’s half-past eleven.”
“Oh my God!” I sat up and the white sheet slid to my waist. “It’s late! I’m late!” “A sudden knot of panic kicked up the beat of my heart and tightened my stomach. “Jess is going to kill me!” I sprang out of bed and started to pick up my discarded clothes on the floor. I dumped them in the laundry basket and glanced over my shoulder at Ty who was still sitting cross-legged on the bed. He has been watching me move around like a naked crazy person.
Slowly he raised his gaze up to my body and he looked deeply into my eyes. Those dark eyes filled with lust yet there was an adoring look on his face. He looked damn adorable and I was tempted to cancel my meeting with Jess just so I could spend more time in bed with him.
An idea popped into my head. I went to the drawer and quickly took out the Polaroid camera. “What are you doing?” asked Ty from behind.
“Stay still.” I took a photo of him sitting on the bed. Once the result came out, I handed both the camera and the photo to him. “Shake it for me, please.” He frowned. Ty wasn’t a big fan of having his photo taken, he always thought that he looked ridiculous in photos. However, he loved taking photos of me. Almost every time we went out together, he always took photos of me, sometimes even secretly when I didn’t notice or have time to pose. He stopped complaining about me taking photos of him once I told him I wouldn’t let him take photos of me unless he let me do the same to him. Now he simply pouts instead of complaining.
His hand grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. I quickly put my hand to cover my mouth. “I haven’t brushed my teeth!”
Ty rolled his eyes as his other hand grabbed my hand and brought it down. “And I don’t give a damn.” I was going to complain further but once his lips touched mine, all my worries melted away. We kissed for a while until we both ended up breathless. “That to keep me in your mind while you’re hanging out with Jess.”
This time it was my turn to roll my eyes at him. “You know you had nothing to worry about, right?” I brushed the lock on his forehead away and massaged his ear, something I knew he liked me to do. After dating him for two years, I’ve picked up a few little things about him that I hadn’t known before.
Ty leaned down and kissed the back of my ear softly. Just like me, he picked up a few little things about me as well. “How can I not worry when there are so many guys around who can’t keep their eyes elsewhere?” His breath fanning the sensitive spot below my ear sent shivers down my spine.
It was his first time getting jealous over a small remark made by a guy in the bar last night. I honestly have already forgotten the guy’s face and what he had said, but apparently, Ty had both stuck in his head. “Are you still thinking about what the guy from last night said?” I let out a deep sigh. “I’ve forgotten his words and his face and you should too.” I kissed the top of his head and went to the bathroom to have a quick shower. I’ve promised Jess that we’d meet up after we got settled and right now, I was thirty minutes late.
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“I’m sorry I’m late!” I plopped down on the seat in front of her, dropped my bag on the floor, and opened the menu on the table in front of me. Unlike back in D.C., the waiters and waitresses in New York didn’t wait long before asking for our orders. Perks of living in a city where everyone was busy and needed a quick meal.
Jess raised the cup to her lips and took a sip. “It’s okay.” She gave me a reassuring smile, being generous as always even when I was one hour late. “I just came. Colton didn’t wake me up and I was so tired that I couldn’t even hear my alarm.” Jess shook her head. “Damn, I miss my mom yelling at me from downstairs, telling me that I was late for school.”
I could only smile instead of nodding along. My mom has always been up before everyone else since she had an early broadcast in the morning and had to reach the station by six to get her hair and makeup done. “I miss Steven yelling ‘good morning, sunshine’. Though I hated it whenever he did that.”
Jess’ hands reached for mine on the table and she squeezed it lightly. “We’re finally here!” Her face showed the excitement she had within her. “I almost can’t believe it when I woke up this morning and nearly kicked Colton out of bed.” She let out a giggle and I laughed.
“See,” I countered as I squeezed her hand back. “You’ve got nothing to worry about. You two aren’t just high school sweethearts.” All through high school, Jess had always been worried that she and her boyfriend of four years, Colton Barnes, would break up once they finished high school. Yet here she was, in New York, living with Colton as they attended the same university, NYU, together.
She frowned a little. “Shame that we have to live apart,” said Jess, referring to the fact that I lived in Broadway, Upper Manhattan, while Jess lived in Lower Manhattan. She and Colton pinched some money and rented a small loft near NYU.
“We’re close at hearts!” I tried to cheer her up. With Mey in Taiwan and Norma staying back in D.C., Jess was my only best friend left who lived in the same city although we were postal codes away. New York was such a big city compared to Washington. “We’ll go out often that it feels like we’re living close to each other, okay?”
Jess smile and nodded. “Okay! We’ll make time to meet despite our college life!” She gave my hand a little squeeze and I squeezed back. We grinned at each other just like we always did, back in D.C.
Nothing would change, everything would be just the same. Not even New York could change our friendship.
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“Hey, let’s go check your university while we’re here!” said Jess once we went outside the cafe in downtown Manhattan.
We went to NYU yesterday but we haven’t got any chance to see Columbia. “Let’s go!”
It didn’t take long to get to Columbia since the cafe that we went to was only a few blocks away. We took our time by walking instead of calling a cab or taking a bus. We went to the school of business, the major I was enrolled in.
“Your campus is huge!” exclaimed Jess almost as soon as we arrived. “Carlton is nothing compared to this.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “Carlton is just a high school, this is a university. You can’t compare the two.” I nudged her arm jokingly.
Mentioning Carlton brought back some memories. Those joyful times when we skipped the first period to celebrate Jess’ birthday, the spot behind the sports building where Ty and I shared a kiss under the pouring rain, the big hall where we had our proms, and so many other places in Carlton that we made meaningful memories. After all, we’ve spent four years of our lives there.
I let out a deep sigh and put my arm around Jess’ shoulders. “Damn. I really miss Carlton.” I told her what was in my mind.
Jess raised her hand and entwined her fingers with mine. “I know right,” she countered. “We spent four years wishing we could get out and move to NYC. But now that we’re finally here, we’re feeling homesick.”
We spent two hours walking around Columbia. Ignoring the look that everyone gave us, we kept saying ‘aww’ and ‘wow’ like kids in a toy store. Once our legs screamed their protest, we sat on the bench under the shade of a huge tree.
“How’re you feeling?” She looked up at me with a concerned look on her face. A small frown appeared on her forehead telling me her worries. “Tomorrow’s your first orientation day, right?”
“Yeah.” My brows lifted. “To be honest, I haven’t given much thought to it.” I’ve been unpacking these last two days. The small loft that Ty and I rented, wasn’t fully furnished. We ended up going to IKEA and buying some stuff. While Ty was trying to figure out how to set the small cabinet, I was unpacking our clothes and putting them in the drawers.
“Don’t worry. Just be yourself.” The small frown disappeared as her lips turned into a smile.
I groaned. “Everyone always gives that advice, but don’t you know how hard it is to be yourself when you’re nervous? Hell, I don’t even remember how I usually behave when I’m super nervous.” I kicked the small rock with the front of my boot, sending it straight to someone else’s shoes.
I wouldn’t give much thought if the person didn’t suddenly kick the rock and send it back to me. My eyes widened in surprise. I let my gaze follow the shoes up to a pair of beautiful dark brown eyes.
A guy with dark brown hair offered me a smile. “Hi, are you girls new here?” There was a trace of an accent in his voice but I couldn’t tell what accent it was.
Jess and I exchanged looks before she replied, “I’m not but she is.”
The guy gave a small nod. “I’m Irwin.” He held out his hand. Jess took his hand and shook it. “I’m Jess.”
I followed suit and introduced myself. “Autumn.”
“Like the season?” asked Irwin with a smirk. He would’ve rolled on the grass laughing if he knew my surname.
“Yes. Like the season,” I replied with a nod.
“So,” Irwin paused to clear his throat before continuing, “are you girls free tonight? We’re having a party.”
“Who’s we?” asked Jess. By the look on her face, I could tell that she was excited about the prospect of showing off her makeup skill. I stifled a groan and kept my mouth shut, choosing to be a spectator rather than a speaker.
Irwin shrugged. “Some seniors and newcomers.” He shifted his gaze to me and smiled. “Wanna come?”
“I don’t think--” I wasn’t able to finish my sentence since Jess suddenly nudged me on my ribs, causing me to flinch.
“We should come!” She faced me and winked. “We will come. Tell me when and where.” She turned to Irwin who was grinning from ear to ear like he just won a lottery.
“Give me your number, I’ll text you!” Again, his eyes were on me when he said that although he pulled his cell phone and saved Jess’ number when she told him hers. “I’ll see you girls tonight!” He beamed before leaving us to join a group of guys who were sitting on the grass a few feet away. Some of the guys slapped him on the back and they were all laughing like a typical group of college boys.
I took a deep breath. “Do we really have to go to that party?” My whole body was still feeling sore and I really could use some rest before the big day tomorrow. Plus, Ty had texted me saying that he had massaged me before bed tonight.
Jess looked at me like I was asking the obvious. “Duh?!” She turned to watch the guys sitting on the grass. “It’d help you break the ice. You’ll meet a bunch of people at the party. Some of the newcomers might be there as well, who knew there’ll be a few who are going to be your classmate?”
“But party means dressing up and pretending I’m having fun when I’m actually missing my bed at home,” I tried to argue.
Jess turned and gave me a reassuring smile. “It’ll be fun!”
I let out an exasperated sigh. “I doubt it.” Irwin caught my eyes and I shifted my gaze to the right. I had a bad feeling about this party. If only there was a way to change Jess’ mind.
TYLER POV“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” asked Autumn as she glanced up from the black dress she was wearing and looked in the mirror at me, who was trying so hard to figure out how the heck four straight metals could turn into a towel hanger.I put the IKEA instruction manuals on the floor and stood. I walked towards her and stopped right behind her. “You know you don’t have to come if you don’t want to.” I raised my hand to close the zipper on the back of her dress. I kissed the spot between her neck and her spine.“I know,” she said with a deep sigh. “But I can’t let Jess come alone.”I frowned. “I thought Colton is also coming.”“He is. But he’s her boyfriend, she needs a girlfriend too,” said Autumn. Sometimes I didn’t understand girls, this was one of those times. “What if she sees a cute guy? She can&rsqu
AUTUMN POVI knew I should run. But I didn’t. Because I was not a coward. If I was going to be dragged and kicked out of this ridiculously humongous house for doing what I was about to do, which was kneeing him where the sun didn’t shine, then so be it.I didn’t care if he was ridiculously handsome or if he owned this huge ass house, he was a downright asshole. Sure, this was his house and he could do whatever he wanted, including making out in the kitchen with a gorgeous blonde, but that didn’t mean that he could place his hands in places where they didn’t belong. He didn’t even look sorry for Hemmings’ sake!“Hey, there you are!” A blonde came out of nowhere and linked her arm around Phraser’s. He dropped his bloody hands from my waists. His eyes, however, were still fixated on mine. I wasn’t some dumb girl who didn’t know her place and waited until the girlfriend gave me
AUTUMN POVHe was towering over me, with two of his minions on each side. Seriously, why do douchebags always have followers? I stole a glance at Jess but she was already passed out, her head rested on the arm of the couch and her lips slightly parted.Everyone’s eyes were on him as they all waited for his so-called announcement. I bet it was something unimportant like how he finally managed to excel in the art of torturing innocent people or seducing some other girl to dump her boyfriend. Whatever it was, I didn’t plan to listen as I pulled out my phone, leaned on the back of the couch, and opened Instagram.“I just found out that this girl,” he started. I didn’t notice he was pointing directly at me until I could feel everyone’s eyes making a hole in my head. I looked up at him and sighed, waiting for him to continue so I could get it over with. I doubted he could really ‘make my life a living hell&rsq
AUTUMN POV The drive was quiet. He was driving in silence, keeping his eyes on the road while I was riding shotgun. I didn’t expect a conversation either, considering we were both strangers. Even though what happened tonight seemed to be the longest three chapters of my life, I hardly knew him, maybe I only knew one or two things about him. One, he was an ass. Two, he was a charming but arrogant pain in the ass.I saw the metro station in the front and pointed it with my forefinger. “You can drop me there....” He didn’t slow down. “Now it’s behind us,” I watched the station as we drove past it. I turned to face him, penetrating him with a stare that I hoped could make a hole in the side of
AUTUMN POVI woke up alone. He was nowhere on the bed. My first thought was that he was probably in the shower or busy in the kitchen. Tyler was an early riser, after all, he was wide awake once his feet touched the ground and he’d stay wide awake throughout the day.I, on the other hand, was not a morning person. I hated waking up. Be it for school or on weekends. I was one of those bed-huggers. The longer I stayed on the bed, the happier I was. I’d be grumpy the whole day if I didn’t get enough sleep. Tyler knew of this, which was why he’d never wake me up unless it was necessary.I stretched my body across the king-sized bed and then stared at the ceiling for a solid five minutes, contemplating my way from bed to the fridge. I pushed myself up and made a sma
I stopped right in front of him. He was a lot taller than me so I had to look up to meet his eyes. “I want to have a word with you.” I went straight to the point.He turned and looked at the crowd behind him before returning his gaze to me. “Fine. Let’s go somewhere quiet. I don’t want to risk my rep by talking to you in public.”I rolled my eyes. “If anything, I should be the one risking my rep for talking to an asshole like you.”He gave me an annoyed look and shifted his weight on one foot as he folded his arms beneath the grey shirt he was wearing. “Do you want to have that talk or do you want to piss me off?”“Talk,” I replied curtly and followed him as he led us to one of the b
AUTUMN POVI folded my arms around myself and looked at her in defiance. There was no way I let someone like her intimidate me. “It’s funny how the people who know me the least have the most to say.”She raised her brows and tried to look down at me from her five inches high heels. “Oh, she talks. I thought you just nod your head while banging someone else’s boyfriend and the admission board.”“Watch your mouth, Margo, she and I are just friends,” said Frazier as he moved until he stood right in front of me, the side of his arm almost touching my shoulder. “And she didn’t sleep with the admission board.”I looked at him in surprise. I thought he sa
AUTUMN POVI couldn’t concentrate during the lecture. All I could think about was Jess and her telling someone about my past relationship with Joe and Ashton. No one would be able to understand the struggle of wanting someone to love me, needing someone to love me, when everyone else could care less. When I grew up, my family wasn’t as loving and caring as they were now.My dad, my older brother Steven, and I caught my mom having sex with our neighbor Josh. Since then our parents decided to remain married but continue to have sex with other people. It was sick and wrong. Steven and I grew up without the love of our parents.When my high school boyfriend of two years, Ashton Martin, cheated on me with the captain of the cheerleader, I couldn&rsquo
Bridge Chapter 3: The Sorrow “Where was this?” Frazier turned at his grandmother, affection was visible in his grey eyes as the corner of his lips turned upwards. “This was McSorley’s Old Ale House in New York. I took you there for the first time.” His eyes darted back to the screen of his iPad on top of his leathered journal. A video of his grandmother chugging a pint of dark ale in fifty seconds wooed all the males inside the bar and earned them free pints for the next two rounds. “We were so wasted that day that I had to call us a cab.” “Gosh, I wish I could remember, Dear.” Her frail hand cupped Frazier’s face and slowly a smile started to form on her face. “Thank you for bringing the clips and the photos.” “Anytime, Nana.” He lifted his hand and put it on top of his grandmother's hand, giving it a light squeeze. “I love you.” “Oh, and I love you too, Darling.” When she saw his teary eyes, she lifted her arms and pulled him into a hug. “What’s the matter? Why are you sad?” At
Bridge Chapter 2: The StruggleAll the way to the hospital, Frazier avoided his own reflection. He was aware that it was his own decision to shave his head so that when he went bald, it was by his own choice. That it was his own decision and not something which was forced on me. Still, it was hard for him to bring himself to look at it.The wheel only stopped rolling once they arrived in the waiting room.“We’re ready for him,” a nurse informed Marc and he began to push the wheelchair again, following closely behind the nurse in white uniform, into a spacious room with two more nurses on standby.He pushed himself up and sat on the comfortable one-seater sofa while the nurses were getting ready. They’d done the blood test and everything else, now it was the chemotherapy itself, something he’d been dreading for the last few days.Frazier rested his arm on the armrest and closed his eyes, leaning against the soft material on his back. There were different ways of receiving chemotherapy:
Bridge Chapter 1: The Beginning Frazier Shawn Alexander Ronan sat quietly as his wheelchair was being pushed towards the lobby of the King Edward VII’s Hospital in an inconspicuous street in Marylebone, London. He’d spent the whole journey from his hospital room to the first floor of the building in silence, avoiding all the stolen glances directly at him mostly by the female population at the present. He knew he looked like Ansel Elgort from The Fault in Our Stars with his dark blonde hair, and all the curious stares mainly proof of wonder as to why someone like him was in the hospital. Someone as healthy. They didn’t know — they couldn’t possibly know, how he’d laid on the surgery table, unconscious, vulnerable, and scared, merely a few days ago. They had no idea that he’d spent the next five days wanting to give up because he knew the battle was not finished-that he had far worst things ahead. Nobody knew. Not even his mother or his grandmother. Not his father nor his little broth
Dear Gentle Readers, First of all, this author would like to say a massive THANK YOU to all of you who have given this story a chance! As you know, this book is Book 2 of The Autumn Summers Series and it sorta ended in a cliffhanger. The reason being is (as this author has mentioned in his reply to one of the reviews here) because there will be 2 books for Book 3. One book would showcase what happened if Phraser did make it through and actually alive and soon reunite with Autumn (the book is already up on Good Novel and it is called “Pulling Off the Impossible”) while the other book follows the plot should Phraser did not make it, and it is called “Kiss Me First”. Why there are two books? Well, it is actually quite simple. As much as this author believes that every person has to have a happy ending, he does not believe that one person would find “The One” right off the bat. He believes that it is more realistic if a person would date a bunch of guys, and go through so much stuf
Before I met you, I was completely broken now I’m alright, feel alright when I see you, hidden behind the clouds. Autumn POV One and a half months later, I heard the chatter from the living room and let out a deep sigh. Jess and Tyler could have been more subtle. Since my breakdown over Frazier’s death, they seemed to agree that I should not be left alone. Ever since then, Tyler had moved back into the apartment, and having him around, although awkward, was still better than being alone. There was something between us that made it hard to go back to the way things were. Maybe he had been right, what had happened had changed us all. From time to time, I would sit in the living room with Jess and remember having that silly talk about Niall Horan with both her and Frazier. If I thought me being at home was hard, it was nothing compared to being on campus. The classroom reminded me of him, and every time I walked past the janitor closet or saw a Clark The Janitor walking around, I woul
I’m scared, just as much as my heart flutters because destiny keeps getting jealous of us. I’m just as scared as you. Just let me love you.Tyler POVBy the time I had gotten to her apartment, police lines were everywhere and there was at least three police cars downstairs. It was chaos. Mario and I pushed through the crowd but we only made it one step over the police line before a cop came and prompted us.“Is she okay?” I asked him as my eyes scanned the surroundings and my gaze fell onto the dried blood on the carpet a few feet away from where I stood. “Don’t tell me that’s her blood. Where is she? Is she alright?”“Hey, hey, calm down!” The cop put both hands up and from the stern look on his face, I knew I better do as he said or he would get me kicked out of here. “Tell me who you are and what your relation to the victim.”Although he sounded rea
Autumn POVI should have known that it was a big red warning when I saw two tall European guys standing in front of my door. I should have turned around and backed to where I had come from but I had not. I had not been fast enough and before I could turn the other way, they had seen me and the rest was history.After the two guys fled from the crime scene, at least five more guys wearing suits came. I thought we were being invaded until one of them called the ambulance, the other informed the cops, while the rest were securing the area. I was pressing my hands on Phraser’s stomach and applying constant pressure to reduce the bleeding when one of them knelt beside me. “What happened?”I swallowed convulsively, still having a hard time believing that Phraser had been shot and currently laying on the ground. “Two guys came. They tried to get me to come with them. Phraser came and one of them shot him.”“Ok
FRAZIER I chased her all the way to the front of my house and caught her wrist. “Autumn, stop. You don’t have to leave.” She finally stopped and turned around to face me. “Look, Fray. Today has been really fun but I seriously don’t need another episode with your mom.” “She’s not my mom.” Autumn lifted one brow and I quickly added, “Well, technically, she did give birth to me but she is not my mom. She abandoned me a decade ago and I don’t fucking care about anything that woman says.” “I’m sorry.” Her eyes softened and she twirled her hand so she could squeeze mine. “Every child deserves their parents’ attention and love. I know how you feel. My parents aren’t always like this.” Taking a deep breath, she ducked her head and licked her bottom lip. “Anyway, I think it’s best if I just go home. We can continue being James Bond tomorrow.” With my free hand, I put a lock of curly dark-brown hair behind her ear and slid my hand to her chin then tilted her head up so I could see her in th
In case you didn’t know,I’m crazy ’bout youand I would be lying if I saidthat I could live this life without you.Tyler POV“It is them, isn’t it?” I asked Mario from the sidewalk. The black jaguar had been oddly following us for the last half an hour.Mario turned around and crossed the street towards me. He shrugged one shoulder and narrowed his eyes as he kept looking at that black sedan. “No idea.” He flipped his middle finger at them, clearly as annoyed as me that we could not even have a peaceful evening. “Maybe.”I scoffed. “Are they following us now?”Mario put one arm around Faith’s shoulders and planted a kiss on her left cheek. It was a small gesture but by the look in his eyes, I knew he was incredibly worried for her. The fact that the car had been parked across from Faith’s yoga studio did nothing but a