The Unlucky One

Chapter 13

My puffy eyes opened slowly while my head pounded like a freight train crashing into a cement wall. The side of my face was warm and resting against Mr. Edwards. Memories from last night flooded my mind and I instantly shunned myself for my stupidity.

I literally told him everything. In my drunken state I blabbed to him like a baby, and then I fell asleep on him, in his car! This is my Chem teacher for crying out loud, the level of wrong I was on was incredibly high. The longer I stayed where I was, the higher I climbed up that scale. My heart paced quickly as I felt another mini panic attack coming on. Was he asleep? Wow. I fell asleep with my teacher. I've wasted so much of his time.

I could actually feel his slow heartbeat against my cheek. As cheesy as it seems, I liked it. Beyond the incredible fear that was coursing through every inch of my body, a small percent of me felt at ease knowing he was also at ease, peacefully sleeping. The angle his body was twisted and didn't seem like the most comfortable position, and yet he slept. I wanted nothing more than to turn my head slightly to see his sleeping face, but I wouldn't even if I had suddenly gained all of the self confidence in the world.

He stirred slightly as his arms uncoiled from around me, his sudden movement granting me access to pry myself off of him before my heart bursted out of my chest. I slid back to my seat quickly as he rubbed his eyes, then looking over at me.

"I am so sorry." I said shakily. The look in his eyes turned to worry as he adjusted his seating. "Sorry? For what?" He asked. I merely looked at him, appreciating how cute he looked. Even though this wasn't the best time to be doing so, I did anyway. His hair was disheveled and stuck to his head, some parts sticking out straight in different directions. His eyes appeared sleepy but they still continued to hold mine.

My panic attack killed me. I died. He was an angel, and I was in heaven.

"Falling asleep on you. And also for... for even bringing you into this mess." I told him, referring to myself. I wiped my eyes, realizing how extremely difficult it was to keep them open.

"El, it was really late and you were very upset. It's completely normal." He said reassuringly, letting out a cute yawn. I really need to calm down with all of the small things I appreciated about him. Sure it was nice but, also creepy of me to do in the first place.

Normal for a student to fall asleep on her teacher? In his car?

He looked at the time on the radio of his car and I followed, seeing it was nine in the morning. "Can I get a ride to where I parked my car last night?" I asked timidly. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it and gave me a small smile instead. "Of course." He responded. His response missed the warmth it always had whenever he spoke to me. I didn't think much of this, instead I laid my head back on the seat as he drove off.

I gave him directions to the house. He found it quite easily, since it was only Saturday morning and traffic wasn't at its highest point of the day. Mostly everyone was driving home hungover, which was partially my case.

Once he pulled up to where my car was, I had the sudden feeling of guilt, having wasted his entire night by sleeping on him in his car. And he fell asleep along with me, still agreeing to drive me home in the morning. I could have waited for the bus, but he still stayed with me.

"Once again, I'm really sorry for taking up your time, or getting in the way of any plans you had." I admitted, turning and meeting eyes with him. He pursed his lips, drinking in my face as his eyes scanned over me.

"Once again, no worries." He said simply. While I was unsure of what to say, his head slowly tilted to the side, looking past me and sighing as he eyed the house.