Mr. Hiddleston ≋ Professor Hiddleston

𝟟 - 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕

What in the world just happened?

You have a lot of feeling in your head right now. A lot of things had happened from when you stepped into his car to now.

You were confused, angry, sad and a bit... happy?

Why am I happy?

Half of you weren't sure what just happened and the other half knew everything.

You kept trying to convince yourself over and over that it just was your imagination.

But no.

That is what happened. You kissed him.

That probably why you are happy. But it doesn't make any sense why are you happy over the fact that you kissed a man, who is a teacher.

I kissed my teacher, and he kissed me...

And now you are laying in his bed, and he is god knows where in this house.

He said it was wrong.

Was it that wrong?? I don't think it was...

You might only have meet him this morning but something felt right when you kissed him.

Something felt right.

You turn around looking at the curtains. The moon was shining bright outside.

You want to get up from the bed and leave the room. Maybe find Tom and figure it out.

Figure what our?!? Figure out why he stopped himself.

You remember that he pulled you up from the bed to kiss you again.

Should I find him?

You get up from the bed. Your feet slowly start walking towards the door.

You place your hand on the doorknob and open it.

The hallway is dark, really dark. You have no idea where he is. What if he is outside?

You just walk down the hallway and down the stairs.

The lights in the kitchen was on.

You walk closer to see around the corner and into the kitchen. There he is. He is sitting with an empty glass in his hands. Looking down.

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(Toms POV)

He close the door hard behind him.

Why did I do that??

He is looking down in the floor as he walks down the stairs and into kitchen. Quickly opening a bottle of Jack Daniels.

The glass gets filled up quickly, before he sits down at the table.

Why did I walk away? I know that it is wrong but I wanted to kiss her again...

The liquor in the glass disappears as fast as it gets refilled. His thoughts are all over the place.

He was most of all concerned about you. He knew that you only met each other this morning.

And he knew that he was going to be your teacher. A relationship like that would never be able to last.

But he still felt bad for just leaving you up there. He looks down in the table.

Should I go up to her??

He gets up from the chair, and walks towards your room.

He stops in front of the door.

I can't open it. What if she thinks I'm some kind of creepy man...

He walks away into the spare bedroom. The bed was already made. It was always made.

Not that anyone was sleeping in it.

I'll maybe try talking to her tomorrow...
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(Your POV)

Oh no, he is coming this way.

You walk over to the stairs as quickly as possible without making to much noise.

You close the door fast before jumping back into the bed.

You close your eyes fast. Trying to force yourself to sleep.

Eventually you made it, and you drifted off into your sleep.

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