Teacher's Pet (A Brendon Urie Fanfiction)

Chapter 22

I stir carefully as I slowly awaken from my sleep. One that I slept through completely with no interruptions. I slowly opened my eyes letting them adjust to the sunlight that poured into the room and looked as his face slowly crept into focus.

He looked peaceful, his lips slightly parted as his chest lifts up and down slowly as he sleeps. I smile as I realize he has his arm wrapped around me with his hand resting just above my hip.

This is what I enjoy. This is what I've been waiting for. Is his assertiveness and dominance from before attractive as all hell? Yes, fuck yes even. But a moment like this lets me know that maybe this all isn't just to get in my pants.

Maybe he truly does want me.

"Mmm enjoying the view Eliza?" He said, his morning voice deep and raspy.

He shoots me out of my trance and I can't help but blush, feeling a bit embarrassed from being caught. But I think I was caught off guard more by what he called me.

"Eliza?" I question looking at him once more and a small tired smile forms on his face, his features looking better than ever in the morning sunlight. "Yeah...since friends get to call you Liz I thought maybe I'd get to call you something else and Eliza is just fitting. A beautiful name for a beautiful woman." He explains moving his hand up and running his fingers across my cheek as if examining my features.

My face turned red as i listened to his words and I rested my head against his chest thinking about it. Eliza is different...nobody has really called me that ever...

"I like it."

"Good. Because I didn't plan on changing it."

I roll my eyes smiling as i move my head, now resting my chin against his chest to prop my head up slightly to look at him.

"What time is it anyway? Shouldn't we be getting ready and like...going our separate ways to school?" I ask and he chuckles and moves me so he can sit up. "Actually its Saturday. So you don't have to leave until later, or at least until when you told your mother you'll be home."

Shit. Forgot I do have to go home eventually.

I sigh and get out of his extremely comfy and warm bed and stretch out. "Which would mean soon. My mother doesn't work on Saturdays and usually expects me home around 10 when i sleep over Harps."

He stands up stretching, causing his muscle to tense which wasn't exactly the worst thing to watch, and he grabs a pair of jeans out of his dresser.

"Well, I can drive you back home if you'd like I don't mind. Worst case if your mom has questions just tell her I was driving by and offered you a ride." 

I smile standing up straight nodding in agreement. "That could actually work. You've taken me home before anyway so I don't think she'd be too suspicious."

He grabs a white v-neck throwing it on and he walks towards me. "Perfect. Also, your jeans are still downstairs from last night so you may want to grab them." He winks walking past me I assume to use the bathroom. My face goes red for the hundredth time this morning and I look down smiling to myself, recalling the events from last night. It was...breath taking to say the least. Hopefully wouldn't be the last time it would happen either. 

I walk out of his room going downstairs and walking into the kitchen picking up said jeans and sliding them on. I wait patiently for him to come downstairs and I grab my bad putting it over my shoulder. 

He walks down the stairs and grabs his keys off a nearby table and sends a smile over my way. "All ready then hun?" he asked and I nod smiling back at him. 

We soon both exit out of his house and I go over to his car but he quickly rushes over to step in front of me and open the door causing me to laugh. "Really? Was that necessary?". "Yes ma'am." he says holding the door and I roll my eyes getting into the passenger seat before he shuts the door. Once done, he gets in starting the car, and drives his way to my house. 

I rest my hands on my lap relaxing as I watch the houses pass by and I feel him slowly put his hand into mine, entangling our fingers together causing me to smile. This really is a lovely change that I could get used to. 

Before I even know it the car stops and we are pulled up in front of my house. I turn my head to look at him and I thank him for the ride and for letting me spend the night. He leans in slightly I assume to kiss me but I stop noticing a figure sitting on the steps in front of my house and when my eyes focus on who it is my stomach drops.

"Brendon don't, Noah is here."