A kiss is still a kiss (Teacher x Student) -CANCELLED.-

Chapter 6

ROSE'S POV

I felt someone's lips against my skin. I slowly gasped as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Jack. We can't."

"Jack?.." The voice replied. He pulled away and I realised that it was Mr... Romero?

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST." I yelled.

I jumped up as I just woke myself from the nightmare. I looked around my surroundings, as if I forgot what happened. 

"Right." I muttered as I looked at my two companions that were sitting on the floor, looking dead. I calmed my breathing, which was a mistake, and I suddenly felt sick.

 "Oh christ." I said as I rushed out of the small cabin, not caring about waking them up. I pulled my hair back right before I threw up.

 "You alright?" I heard the hoarse voice that I heard in my dream. Not being mistaken I said:

 "Yep. Mhm," I nodded " just doing.... what people do after they-" I threw up again before getting to finish the sentence . I straightened my back again and wiped my face. "After they drink too much." I sighed after finishing, turning to him. He looked like a guy who hadn't taken a bath or did his hair for a week. 

 "Tilly's still asleep?" I asked as I continued to look at him. "Yeah." He nodded. "Uh... What happened yesterday?" He asked. We're standing alone, facing each other next to  the small cabin, in the middle of the woods. Honestly, I had no idea. 

"Uh, I'm not sure. I think we just had a few drinks and ran here for... whatever reason?" I replied unconvincingly. 

"Yeah... Alright. Well, what was the worst that could've happened." 

"What time is it?" I asked, it looked early, quite early to me at least. Damon looked for his phone in his pockets, after a bit of searching, he found it. 

"Uh... 10:15" 10:15. It sounded wrong and yet normal. 10:15. 

"10:15?... OH SHIT." I blurted as I realised something and rushed inside, past a confused Damon. 

"Tilly, wake up. Now." I said and kicked her. A groan escaped from her dry mouth.

"Tilly, Our mums won't be happy, believe me. It's 10:15. We should have been back at 8."

"Wha- What?" She opened her eyes and looked around the surroundings. 

"Get. Your. Ass. Up." I commanded as I pulled her up. "Apologies for my language." I said as I turned to face the exit in which Damon was standing in.  

"It's uh fine." He replied, confused still. 

"We have to get home. We were suppose to come back at 8, so..." I explained. 

"It's fine, I get it." He chuckled as he walked out, We followed him. I wanted to walk back home but I realised that I had no idea where I was. 

"So Damon... Where are we exactly?" 

"I have no idea..." He scratched his neck, looking at me coyly. His eyes scanned the place. "I think it's this way?" He started to walk, me and Tilly followed and caught up to him. 

"How did we end up here?" I questioned. 

"Like I said, I don't know." He replied, taking a glance at me.

"And, how much did we exactly drink?" I tried to ask again. 

"10, 15 drinks? Maybe more? So a lot." 

"Fuck." I whispered loudly as Tilly groaned lightly.

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After walking for 15 minutes, we finally found the bar. Looking at it sent shivers down my spine, making me feel sick again.