The Girl with a Teacher's Heart

Chapter 18: Could She Be The One?

*Moving forward, there will be a combination of Taylor and Patrick's perspective as they  embark on a rollercoaster of a relationship* 

February, 2020

As I walked into the cafeteria, I saw Taylor sitting at a nearby table reading her book. She made several faces as she had her nose stuck on the chapter she was reading. Goodness, she was cute. I decided to sit across rom her and stare for a few seconds before she looked up at me. No, I am not one to stare at girls from across the cafeteria, but she was an exception. She was breathtaking. 

"Hey, may I sit here?" I asked. 

Taylor looked up at me and smiled with a nod. God, she was beautiful. Her black framed Armani Exchange glasses brightened up her soft brunette eyes and I felt my knees getting all loose. I took my seat and put my backpack beside me. She put her book back into her bag and took her phone out. 

"How are you?" Taylor asked.

"I am well, you?" I replied back as I sat across from her. 

"I'm okay. I am waiting for Dylan to reply back to my message. He's not on campus today and I wanted to ask him if he wanted to call tonight." Taylor replied as she looked at her phone on the table. 

"Her beauty radiated in the cafeteria and her eyes shined brighter than the sun. Stop day dreaming, Patrick. She likes someone and this could be her chance to move on with this guy. I thought. Yet, I couldn't help myself. She was the most beautiful person I have ever seen on campus. Not like I pay any attention to anyone because I am not one to socialize unless I really have to. Even in high school I didn't have any friends. I mean, there was this guy named Scott who had orange hair and was like 6 foot tall. But, Taylor is different. She's someone I could talk to for hours without getting bored. Still, I didn't want to get carried away since she was getting a potential partner. Or so I thought.

"Is he not answering?" I asked.

Taylor slammed her phone onto the table and immediately I was startled by the loud bang.

What in the world just happened? I asked myself. Then it had hit me like the wind of a storm. 

Before I knew it, Taylor was shouting and crying her eyes out. I didn't say much because I knew from experience that the only way to understand a person, is to listen to them. Then again, I was never the person to yell or scream at someone. That just wasn't my way of conversing. I learned over the years that fighting with someone was not. t the exit ticket, but rather, would cause more trouble and lead to nowhere. Looking at Taylor, this made me realize that there could be a chance with her. But how? She just got rejected twice over the course of a few weeks. I didn't want my feelings to show and make it obvious that I liked her. She was hurting and I knew I had to give her some time to recover from the pain she was going through. 

To be honest, I was jealous. Jealous that she was getting guys and falling for them. I mean, how could anyone not fall for this beautiful masterpiece sitting in front of me? Hell, even as she cried, she was still beautiful. But more so that the way she tells me about her dreams of becoming a teacher. She's the one I look up to and the one I want to take care of for as long as I can. I want to make her mine and give her the love that she rightfully deserves. But this was going to be quite the challenge to say the least. 

Several days later

After Taylor's rejection from Dylan, I had not seen much of her. Maybe it was because of our schedules, but even then I didn't get to her until now. 

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked as I sat next to her on the sofa in the lounge room. 

"Yeah, I am okay. I am just heartbroken. I haven't been sleeping much since the incident. To be honest, I feel quite embarrassed for crying like that in front of you. I am sure some people saw me and thought I was crazy." Taylor said in a somber tone. Having two rejections down in a matter of weeks is gut wrenching. She didn't deserve this at all and I wanted to make it up to her. 

She continued to talk and I once again listened. 

"I should have waited until I transferred so I could see more people that are more mature. Either my expectations are too high or I am looking in the wrong direction." Taylor said as she looked down at the ground. 

"Want to know something?" I asked as I leaned in slightly. Our faces were only inches away from each other, but not close enough to kiss her. I knew she had trust issues so I didn't want to seem like I was another one of those stubborn bastards. Screw them. They were missing out on a princess. 

She looked up at me and once again, I was blinded by her beauty. 

"I dated two girls in high school and I had no idea what I was getting myself into. One of them was psychotic and the other, well, I just didn't like her so much." I said as I looked at her. 

She gave me a soft laugh and smiled slightly. 

"And I thought guys were idiots, but us girls can be too sometimes." Taylor said. 

"Hey, you girls are much more complicated than us guys. We don't a lot about things that girls do." I said with a laugh. 

"Like what?" Taylor asked with a grin.

"I don't know, like makeup? Isn't natural beauty the way to go?" I asked. 

"Yes, but sometimes we want to look presentable in front of crowds." She said and flipped her hair. 

My God, she is absolutely breathtaking. I thought. 

"I just hope we can build a friendship and gain each other's trust." I said with a smile. 

"I hope so too, but it'll be hard for me to over the next few weeks." Taylor said as she looked down. 

"I know, but I am here for you." I will not leave you out of my sight. I promise." I said, looking into her soft brunette eyes. I was tempted to take her hand, but I held back since I didn't want her to get the wrong idea. But soon, I would confess to her and our love story would begin to blossom.