Obey (Pedro Pascal)

Part 4 - House

My eyes feel heavy, like I haven't slept in ages. I feel a wave of nausea as my eyes suddenly pop open. I go to stand up to run to the bathroom but I stop in my tracks. This doesn't look like my dorm room. Where the fuck am I? Looking around, I see I'm on a couch in front of a fireplace. The area is small, but big enough for 2 people. As I get up, I hear footsteps coming my way. "How are you feeling?"

Looking up, I see my professor Mr. Pascal. Oh god. Did we.....? No no no, god no.
"How did I get here? I hope we didn-" suddenly getting cut off.
He smirks, chuckling to himself. "No, we didn't have sex. You're my student." He says looking away.
"Than uh.. why am I here?"

"You drank to much and passed out. I couldn't just leave you there." He said while looking me up and down. Why is he looking at me like that? Putting my head down to look at what he's staring at, I notice my dress. Thought of what happened last night rushed to my mind as I start to remember - that disgusting man. Putting my hands on my head in disgust.
"I knew I shouldn't of worn this dress, if I just would've worn something comfortable, that would've never of happened." Feeling guilty now, I feel Mr. Pascal sit next to me on the couch. Turning to look at me "no matter what you wear, it probably would've happened anyways. Men are men. I know how they think - your obviously beautiful and...-" he stopped what he was sayings. Noticing he put his hand on my thigh, he shot up worriedly.

"Sorry, that was very inappropriate of me to say."  Rubbing the back of his neck he looks away. I decided to change the subject noticing how uncomfortable he felt.
"What were you doing at the club anyways?" I hope that didn't come off as rude.

He tilted his head down with his eyebrows raised and a slight smirk. "I'm a teacher Amelia, not dead. I still go out sometimes."
I giggled, nervously knowing how dumb of a question that's was.
Wait? I changed my thought. Where did James and Josie go? Did they know I left. I hope they don't get the wrong impression of me. Do they know I'm in Mr. Pascals house? As I was thinking,  my thoughts got interrupted.

"Don't worry, your friends don't know your here. They don't even know you left. Probably too waisted to realize." How'd he know what I was thinking. It's like he read my mind.

Standing up from the couch, I turn to him. "Well, I probably should go. I don't want my friends to worry." Grabbing my things, I go to head out of the door.
"Let me drive you back to the campus, it's raining." He says as I grab the door handle. "No, it's okay, I can find my way home. I don't want to be a burden."

"You're no burden. I don't mind, really." He grabbed my wrist carefully and soft off of the doorknob. I felt electric going down my arms.
He let go of me once he realized what he was doing.

"I-uh, let's head out. My car is just in the front."

........

On the way home, it was quiet. No one said a word. It was the most awkward situation I have ever been in.
Just as I was about to go on my phone to relieve tension, Mr. Pascal decided to talk.

"So, I've been thinking" he said questionably, probably wondering if he should ask it at all.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Remember a couple of weeks ago you mentioned how you used to help your old professor with her work? Well, I've been thinking." He ponders with his question. "I've been flooded with work, and could use some help. If you would like to, that is."

Well, I do have some time. I'm never normally busy. On my free time, I usually just watch Disney movies. Occasionally, I go out with Josie and James.

Thinking about his offer, I give him a soft smile.

"Yeah, sure, I have some free time."

He smiled at my answer. A sparkle in his brown eyes. Those eyes. That smile.
No, What am I thinking. You've just met this man. Just because I've felt some sort of feeling doesn't mean I have a thing for him.

Once we get to the campus, I'm step out of the car, grabbing my things.
"Thank you for the ride, and thanks for saving me." I laugh, thinking about how dumb I was for even going out.

Looking out the rolled down window, he puts his car back in drive. 

"Just try not to get into anymore trouble, or I'll have to tie you up." He jokingly states or I think he was joking. My cheeks go red, hoping he didn't notice.

I watch as he drives off.

......

It's been a couple days after the incident happened, and while I'm still trying to get that out of my head, I have to go to an assembly. The school is having a fundraiser for charity.
Anyone can sign up, but I'm not socially available for that kind of stuff. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for donating, but I'm just awkward around people.

Sitting at the tables, waiting for the headmaster to conclude his speech, I feel a presence sit next to me.
"Are you going to sign up?" Mr. Pascal asks

"Uh, probably not. I'm kind of socially awkward if you haven't noticed." I said pushing my lips together, pointing at myself.

"I think it would be a good idea for you to get out there. Plus, you can work on it in my office since you'll be there helping me anyways." He said.

"I mean, I'll do it if you help me. I'd rather not do it by myself." I asked, giving him puppy dog eyes.
"Pleaaaasseee" I pouted

Mr. Pascal rolled his eyes - "really? Are you trying to con me?" He said while laughing.

I grin while still giving him the eyes
"Maybe."

Our legs touched for a split and second, he must of noticed because he clenched his jaw.
"I'll do it. Only because it's you." He murmured.

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I hope you all enjoyed this chapter!! For the next one I'm thinking about putting it into Pedro's perspective. What do you think about that idea??

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