⚣︎𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝⚣︎ ♫︎𝐝𝐧𝐟♫︎

4.

''uhh... My head hurts like shit...what the fuck happened?'' i said in my mind and i slowly got up from the bed.

I rubbed my forehead and looked around me.

I was in a bedroom.

The door opened after a while, and the handsome blonde entered.

''you finally woke up!'' he said smiling, but it wasn't his usual smile, it was a worried smile.

I took a moment to calm down and ask him why i am here:

''what happened?'' i asked, my voice being low, scared and weak.

''you just... fainted for some reasons...i turned around for 2 seconds and when i turned around again,you wore on the floor...'' he said rubbing the back of his head, avoiding the eye contact.

''oh..'' i mumbled, feeling stupid and ashamed of myself.

"You almost broke your head, it started to bleed but it was just a Scratch.." he said, coming closer before sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at me.

For a second i felt so bad because he's taking care of me so much and I do nothing to pay back his kindness.

"Thank you.." i whispered and looked away from his green eyes.

"You don't have to thank me." he smiled and carefully moved some hair off my forehead, moving it behind my ear.

That moment i rised my gaze, and stared into his pretty green eyes with a confused face.

The blonde gently cupped my cheeks and placed a soft kiss on my forehead, then he got up and quietly left the room.

I started to blush so hard that second, feeling ny own cheeks heating up.

"What the actual fuck
George, he's you'r teacher, you can't have a crush on him!.. he's like 7 years older than you!... Ok. I don't have a crush on him...but maybe he has. No. Impossible. Is he gay?. AM I EVEN GAY?! ... Im gonna have a mental break if i keep thinking about this.'' i mentally argued with myself.

After i got back my natural skin color, i stood up,but i instantly fell.

I couldn't get up anymore.

What the fuck was happening?!

Not long after, the door opened and my gaze moved towards it.

"Hey i heard a sound, yo-" my math teacher said and then saw me on floor.

"Oh my goodness George.." he said and put his hands on my shoulders ,slowly pulling me up.

"I-Im so ,SO sorry..." I said in fear as Mr Clay put me on the edge of the bed, him being crouched down in front of me.

"No no no, don't worry, is alright..i was scared that you got hurt.." he spoke in a soft voice, cupping my cheeks again.

I was silent.

"I think you have to eat more..you didn't eat enough and you have no energy or power.." he said , nodding, thinking of something.

"No...im fine..." I quickly said and felt his hands slowly slipping down my cheeks, before resting on my knees.

"George, you have to eat something." He insisted, his voice being sightly rised .

"N-no..." I mumbled, feeling scared that he might hurt me if he gets mad on me.

"Oh wait, you have no power, so you can't walk or something." He said, seeming a little excited.

That second he picked me up like i weight nothing to him and started carrying me to the kitchen.