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

Chapter 8

ROSE'S POV

I glanced at my phone repeatedly, pumping my leg up and down nervously. "Nothing?" Tilly asked, it was 1 PM and we were in IT together. 

"Nope," I muttered. I woke up alone in my home, not finding a message, a note, or even a phone call from my mother. She never did this so I was worried. 

"Maybe she lost her keys and her phone?" Tilly whispered as the teacher turned to the class. My fingers swiftly typed on the keyboard. 

"But then why not come home?" I asked. I wasn't sure if I was rather asking her or myself but both of us didn't have the right answer which didn't satisfy me. She lifted her hand up and placed it on mine, putting my hand with the phone on my bouncing leg, making it stop. I was too young to live without my mother. I never spoke to my dad in my lifetime. And I have a brother somewhere in Norway that's 30. I only got to see him as a kid, so I don't remember much of him.  I looked at her while mouthing a ' thanks ' at her. She nodded in return and let go, turning her attention to her work. I sighed, not knowing what to think or do.

After the bell rang, I and Tilly decided to go into an empty classroom. Perhaps to find some privacy while I have my little mental breakdown. I staggered around the room at a set pace that didn't ensure my safety or security as such. The pace started to build up and my heart started beating faster and my legs started aching and after a while I become dizzy. Not drunk dizzy but dizzy enough to almost lose balance and topple over to the floor. I seated myself down in the classroom. Maybe my mother went out and nothing too serious has happened and it's just my paranoia taking control of me or better yet she went out to buy groceries but the thought that she had been missing without a trace of a word for more than 5 hours bugged me. I wondered if she perhaps abandoned me or even worse that she got killed. Yet the feeling that she might be dead did not want to settle within me, almost like she was actually still alive.

 "What's happening?" my eyes came up to the sound and saw that Charlie and entered the room. I sighed wearily, not wanting him to see me in a panic-like state. "Nothing," I muttered but my voice betrayed me and instead came out weakly. I looked at Tilly with my glare before returning my eyes back to him. How did he even know that we were in here? He came closer to me but not as close as he did before. He actually seemed rather comforting but not in a very masculine way right now. Normally he acted manly and such but now he seemed different. It was clear that he could tell there was something up. The classroom was empty and there was no one else in, apart from Tilly, as it was break.

"It's your mum, isn't it?" he said it in a manner as in which he knew exactly what had happened which now he apparently he had. I straightened up in which resulted in more space being created between us. I turned to Tilly, who had been quietly watching us the whole time. 

"You told him?" I asked. I wasn't sure if I was angry or not.

"Yeah." She shrugged. Her glasses staying on her face perfectly. I clenched my teeth and looked down. I felt slightly opened which I did not like. I hardly knew this guy and now he's involved with my life. 

I looked at her once again. "Ho- how did he even know that we're here?"

"I... texted him?" 

"Wha-when did you even get his number? You know what. It doesn't matter." I sighed. I heard a little breath of relief escape her mouth.

"So. It is your mum then." Charlie said once again, going back to the topic. 

"Yeah. I haven't heard from her since 11 hours."  His eyes wandered across my face. 

"I'm sure she'll be fine." He came close again. "Worst case is that she found someone and ran away with them, forgetting about you." He smiled, trying to lighten the mood.