Forbidden Love [student/teacher]

Tyler

It's been a week since my mom told me the news.

Dylan is going to move in the school dorms so mom is gonna be gone for two days to help, and dad started his new job yesterday... That just leaves me.

I feel alone right now...not even Sierra can help me through this. My heart feels empty. I hate the thought of living.

I don't feel emotions like I used to. I feel numb. I don't even like doing things I usually enjoy such as baking or drawing.

I decline anyone who tries to help me because I know I can handle it by myself. I just have to give it time.

It's Saturday so I was just scrolling through my Tumblr feed when I heard the door bell.

I ran downstairs and checked the peep hole to see who it was

What's Mr. A doing here?

I opened the door. "Hi." I said shyly.

"Bailey, I know this might be weird to show up at your door and all, and I'm probably the last person you want to see, but the school notified me on what's happening and I needed to know if you are okay."

When he was done talking it was like the flood gates opened and all my emotions poured back in. I broke down crying.

I couldn't see what was happening because of the tears, but I felt his arms wrap around me. He picked me up and laid me down on the couch.

"Im not okay." I choked.

He sat down and wrapped his arms around me. I cuddled up to his side. I felt warm, safe...loved. It was like everything I've been worrying about was just washed away.

"Mr.Ad-"

"Bailey, please don't call me Mr Adams." he laughed.

"Fine. Tyler, I'm sorry."

"For what"

"After you told me how you felt, I got upset and left..." I explained.

"I guess I'm sorry too, for running off that one day."

"You made up for it though." I smiled.

He stroked my hair, and I played with the ends of his shirt. I breathed in his scent. I couldn't get enough of it.

"So tell me about yourself Bailey Rose."

"Seriously?" I giggled.

"Yah. I want to know more about you."

"Well, I'm 18, I love to bake and draw, Disneyland is my absolute favorite place, I love sitting outdoors listening to the wind, and smelling the trees and fresh cut grass, and I hate history." I stated.

He looked at me skeptically "I was on board until the last statement....Such a turn off."

"Shut up." I said while hitting his head with a pillow.

We talked for hours about our lives. I learned that he has an older sister named Sydney, he lives by himself not too far away, and his favorite color is blue.

There was some sort of excitement every time I learned something new about him.

I looked at the clock and saw that it was 10:00 pm.

"It's getting late. I should probably go." he stated while standing up.

"Please don't leave." I said softly.

He kissed my forehead and looked into my eyes. "Won't your mom get mad?"

"She's gone for 2 days." I explained.

"If that's what you want." he said while caressing my cheek.

We went upstairs to my room, and I gave him my brother's clothes to sleep in...except for a shirt.

We laid down and I pressed my back against his chest. Our legs were intertwined and it just felt right.

"Bailey?"

I turned around to look at him. Our only source of light was the moon, but I knew he could see me blushing.

My nose was filled with his intoxicating scent from our close proximity.

He started to lean in and I gently fluttered my eyes closed. Then, I felt his lips press softly against mine.

Something happened that very second when we touched. A jolt of electricity traveled through my body, fire ran through my veins, and I felt as if I was floating.

I couldn't believe it. Nothing could feel this good. It wasn't even hot and heavy, but slow, sweet, perfect.

One of my hands was clutching his neck while the other was tangled in his soft hair. His were placed lightly on my hips.

I didn't want it to end, but if we went any further, I knew I wouldn't be able to stop.

I leaned out and he had a confused took on his face. I kissed his lips shortly to reassure him.

"Goodnight Tyler."

And with that, we returned to our original position with my back pressed against his chest and our legs intertwined.