I'm Crazy For You (Matthew Gray Gubler Love Story)

New Student New Beginning?

*Next Day, Britney's POV*

New day, same shit. I'm still feeling blue about crushing on a grown man. I tried to stop over thinking but it never works. I always tried so hard to not think about his light brown eyes, his golden/light brown hair that framed his perfect jawline, his precious little nose, his pink full lips, the muscular tone underneath his button down shirts and vests, and the cute way he tosses his pen when he thinks no one is watching.

Everything about Matthew was literally perfect. He was funny, easy to talk too, intelligent, semi-charismatic, intriguing, selfless, caring, and heroic. He always made sure I was okay, always made me laugh, he was just the sweetest person I know.

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I walked down the familiar hallway like I do everyday. I wore a small black cardigan with a black and white lace framed tank top underneath, followed by my blue American Eagle skinny jeans with my gray pair of Vans. My hair was styled in a loose bun and my makeup was just simple eyeliner and mascara with light red lip gloss. I watched my feet as I always do, I felt really anxious today. More than usual. I didn't like it.

Mr. Gubler was at his door twirling his pen like everyday but he was talking to some girl I've never seen before. She wore blue jeans with a Vans hoodie. Her hair was dark, short and fringed. She was fair skinned, and tall.

As I got closer I seen a piece of paper in her hands, her and Mr. Gubler were consulting it and it looked like he was giving her directions. She nodded occasionally, avoiding eye contact.

I walked in the classroom and took a seat behind Mr. Gubler's desk. (He let me organize his things before class started.) My eyes were locked on the duo in the hallway. I was curious to who the stranger was.

I slowly guided my attention elsewhere trying to not seem scrupulous. I unzipped my bag and pulled out my novel and began to "read." I was looking at the pages but nothing would seep into memory.

I heard footprints on the floor across the class from myself and a slight shift of the desk by the board, then followed by a bag with metal pins being placed onto the table top.

"Hi.." A quiet feminine voice speaks.

I look up trying to be polite with my awkwardness and I pursed my lips, "Uhm..uh hi."

Mr. Gubler walked in then and smiled at the both of us, "Good morning. Britney, I'd like you to meet Taylor. She's a new student."

I grinned slightly, still feeling awkward so I nodded, "W..welcome."

The girl Taylor and I continued to look at each other but never said anything. I could tell we'd be alike but I wasn't the type to be forward..hence why no one knew who I was.

Mr. Gubler chuckled and walked to the hallway, leaving me and a new stranger alone. Fuck. He was skulking from the hallway, I mean usually I don't act omniscient, but really Mr. G? I looked at him, letting him know I knew he was watching.

He smiled and turned his back to me obviously still listening. I rolled my eyes sarcastically. The girl Taylor sat there and laughed when she noticed what I did.

"You guys are cute." She grinned sheepishly.

My face reddened and I stuttered, "Wh..what do you mean?"

"You guys are relationship goals," she smiled, while I choked on my vanilla frappe.

I coughed, hitting my chest trying to breathe, "We..we aren't together." I coughed still.

Her eyes widened, "Oh my god. You guys just, i don't know." She paused, "You guys smiled at each other and I thought I seen a flicker of something but never mind.."

I continued to cough, trying to stop, "No, it's fine." I coughed/smiled, "Really."

Flicker of something? What did she mean by a flicker of something? Was it really that obvious that he was source of my happiness? That can't be possible, I hardly looked at him. Didn't I?

"I thought you were like his fiancé." Taylor whispered, still grinning.

My face got so hot that I started sweating immediately. I tried to say something but it was like I was choking on air, "Ah..I..I'm j..j..just awk..ward." I paused wincing, "I..I'm just a st..st..student."

She furrows her brows in confusion, eyeing the sweat on my forehead, "Are you okay?"

"Y..y..ye..yeah." I said, trying to smile but it was literally like I couldn't get the muscles in my mouth to form words, "I..I'll be f..f..fine."

Mr. G walked in as the bell rang and grinned at the two of us, he did this kind of thing, he was a cool guy, then he noticed my paleness.

"Britney? Are you okay?" He asked concerned.

I sat down, trying to make it seem like I was just tired, "Y..yeah I'm fine."

I put my head down and shut my eyes tightly, I really need to stop this. He's a fucking teacher for god sake, teacher/student relationships are so illegal that he could go to prison for just being affiliated with me.

I need therapy.

(Hey guys, I just wanted to say sorry for taking so long to update..I hope you guys like it c: and possibly vote if you do? I mean you don't have too but it'd mean a lot to me. Thanks, ilygsm! <3 )