My teacher loves me

Chapter:3

I woke up with a bad headache. My eyes were stinging from all the crying and my throat was sore. I went to the bathroom and looked into the mirror. I looked like crap. After a while I was done and tried to make myself look a bit more presentable. I left for school and as soon as I entered the school ground I saw my friends approaching me.

Eva looked at me and gasped ''Oh my god, Ally! What the hell happened to you?!''

She came over me and hugged me. After that I felt all my friends embracing me in a group hug. I smiled. I was happy to have them.

''Guys...can't .... breathe.'', Jessie said breathlessly.

We laughed and everybody hugged me. They started to ask me questions and I told them hat happened.

Soon the bell rang and we all to class. Luckily we had this class together. I zoned out because I couldn't focus. My thoughts just made me sadder. The first four lessons went by quickly. As the second lunch came by we all sat at a table and started to eat. I was feeling so bad. I had lost my appetite and just stared at my food.

''Ally, are you all right? You haven't eaten anything.'', Clarissa said concerned.

I looked up at her and could feel tears pricking in my eyes.

''I'm okay, I just go to the bathroom.''

I stood up ran out. The tears were already coming. I kept my head down to not draw attention. I kept running to the bathroom. All of a sudden I bumped into something hard. Very hard. At first I thought it was a wall. But then I looked up and the a pair of blue eyes looking at me worriedly. His must have had abs.

''Mr. Barry, I'm sorry- I - didn't see- and- I-'', I stuttered embarrassed.

He chuckled softly and said,''Hey, it's all right but why are you crying?'' he sounded caring.

''I- it's nothing really. I just-''

''No, come talk to me.'', he said grabbing my hand and dragged me along as he walked away.

''Where are we going?'', I asked.

This wasn't good at all. He wanted me alone with him. I couldn't focus if he wanted to talk to me. I had to look into his eyes and then I wouldn't know what to say because he could hypnotise with his eyes and make me do things I would regret.

He kept walking with my hand in his until we reached his classroom. He opened the door and shoved me in before closing the door and locking it.

''Come on, sit.'', he said motioning to one the desks.

I breathed deeply and sat on top of one desk. This was strange.

''Now tell me. Why were you crying?'', he asked.

He looked into my eyes. I didn't know if I should tell him or not. I didn't even know him or if I could trust him. Maybe he wanted to rape me or-. No he was just concerned because I was his student. And that's why we were here in his classroom, the door locked, sitting on desks only inches ere apart. He was still looking at me those wonderful pair of blue eyes. I gulped and started. I could already feel a lump in my throat.

''You might think that I'm some kind of pathetic teenage girl that's crying because everything and all.'', I said not sure how to start.

''Ally, just talk I'm here to listen no matter what it is.'', he smiled softly and took my hand his stroking my palm gently.

It was getting harder to breath with every passing minute. Gulping I started again.

''It's just that.. my dad is working as an architect. That means he travels a lot and we barely see him and all. But soon it's my birthday.. and...'', I was crying already and embarrassed myself infront of my teacher, who happens to be my crush and who was holding my hand.

But what he did next surprised me. He pulled into his arms and hugged me tightly holdin me there.

''Go on.'', he said softly carressing my back.

''He called me and said he couldn't come and ...and it wasn't the first time. It happened other times too. When I was ten and the thirteen and then sixteen and now I'm going to be seventeen and he won't be there. It's just that it's always like that and I just want him there. Just only to be there and hug me and tell me he loves and I just don't know'', I cried and burried my face in his chest.

I didn't care if I was embarrassing myself. I just needed someone to talk to.

He slowly stood up with me and looked at me. Our faces only inches apart.

''I'm sorry. I wish I could do something.'' He whispering and wiped my tears with his thumb away. He leaned down.

''But the only thing I could do is make you forget for a while.''

I was stunned. He was going to kiss me.

''Mr. Barry.'' I whispered looking directly in his eyes.

''Please just this once. Ally. Please.''

Wait. Was he pleading to kiss me? Huh? He leaned down further and soon his lips found mine. And I forgot everything around me. It was just him and me.

I jerked away as I heard the bell ringing. Mr. Barry's eyes widened as he realized what he was about to do. He quickly walked to the door breathing heavily and unlocked door. I stood there frozen.

"Y-you should leave.", he stuttered avoiding eye contact.

I quickly slung my bag over my shoulder and just as I was about to leave I heard him cursing a lout shit and a bang but I ran out.

I walked through the gears. Mr. Barry, his comforting words and his pleading to kiss me flew through my head. I couldn't realised what almost happened a few minutes ago. This feeling was so magically. To feel his near, tamed me. His scent still lingered in my nose. I was hyperventilating as I walked through the halls. Suddenly Sahar appeared in front of me. She was also breathing strongly.

"Oh my god. I just walked by Mr. Barry's room and saw, that he slammed his fist into the wall."

Shit! I immediately knew, he did it because of me!

"Oh, ehm... Really?" I searched for words, but I only stuttered.

Sahar looked puzzled at me and we both went to our next lesson. The day flew by slowly and there wasn't one second didn't think about Mr Barry.

The next few days flew by and they were horrible. Mr. Barry tried to avoid my gaze at any rate. Somehow I felt hurt knowing he didn't want to see me or forget that 'moment' we had. My dad tried to call me almost every day, but I was still angry and sad. I just let the phone ring or hung up. He didn't deserve acceptance for his apology. I wanted him to feel bad for not coming to my birthday the second time in row. I was confused; at first my dad not coming and then Mr. Barry's strange acting towards me. I was lucky as the week was over.

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