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The Teacher

Shai POV

Why did I do this to myself?

Mr. James, the hottest person I'd ever seen, who was also my philosophy teacher, had offered to tutor me.

But I knew he was going through a rough patch when he opened up toe earlier this week, the day he'd offered to tutor me. "My girlfriend and I broke up - well I broke up with her, and I'm, uh, not doing so well, Shailene. I need to get my mind off her, would you like for me to tutor you?" I'd bit my lip and nodded slowly, accepting the offer.

Later that day when I'd gone to his apartment, which was in the same building as mine, he'd been late, and had come back drunk. "Hello, Shailene," he'd slurred, moving his body closer to mine and caressing my cheek. I'd felt uncomfortable, but oddly safe.

He'd pressed his lips to mine roughly, pushing me back into his bedroom, I knew I shouldn't have been doing this, but I couldn't help myself. He's kissing me. Me, the girl who no one notices, the girl who no one talks to. And he's this amazing, attractive man that I know better than any other student does.

I remember what he did to me clearly, but it wasn't against my own will, so I wouldn't tell anyone or report him. All I know is that we had sex, well just sex to him, but to me it was more. It had more meaning that just some man using a young girl for sex. It was when we made the most amazing miracle in my life, besides him.

We'd made a child, two of them actually. They'd be due 9 months from that exact day. And I still hadn't told him, I didn't know how. It had been nearly three months, and I was starting to show. I continued to wear large sweatshirts and I'd been taking the prenatal vitamins that the gynecologist had prescribed for me. They didn't help with the morning sickness that continued to happen, though.

One day I'd stood up in the middle of Mr. James', Theo's, class and thrown up in the garbage bin, which resulted in him holding my waist tightly and bringing me to the nurse, who just assumed I'd had something bad to eat.

But today I was planning to tell him, I was planning to tell him at my weekly tutoring session. I'd put on a brave face and tell him. There was no going back this time. I was sick of the gynecologist giving me a sympathetic look every time she asked when the father would show up, I planned to have Theo come to the next appointment, if he didn't want to kill me for not telling him about our kids.

But now, standing in front of his door, I didn't know if I could do it. But I did anyways. I knocked on the door and walked inside, sitting in the chair that he typically sat in, putting my head in my hands.

"What is it, Shai?" He asked. He'd grown accustomed to calling me 'Shai' opposed to 'Shailene' because I'd insisted.

I took a deep breath, "Theo," I started, he'd let me call him that considering we knew nearly every detail about each other, minus the fact that I'm carrying his children, "I'm pregnant," I blurted.

His eyes widened, "T-That's - That's good right? You and your boyfriend must be happy, right?" He said, his voice sounding slightly jealous.

"No, Theo, I don't have a boyfriend," I mumbled.

His eyebrows furrowed together, "What do you mean?" He asked.

"They're yours, Theo," I said. I finally said it.

"W-What?" He asked, moving to stand between my legs.

"I'm pregnant with your children, Theo," I began to cry, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" I wailed.

"Shai! Shai! It's okay, it's going to be okay," he stood me up, sitting in my place and pulling me into his lap, "When did we have sex?"

"The first day you were supposed to tutor me, you came here late and drunk and I let you do it. I let you do it," I sobbed.

He held me close, "I'm sorry, Shai, I'm so sorry," he mumbled, his face in my hair.

"They're twins, Theo, two little ones," I mumbled, my face in his chest.

I felt his smile in my hair, "I love you," he whispered.

My eyes widened and I pulled away to look at him, "W-What?" I asked.

He shrugged, "I love you, Shailene Woodley, I've loved you since I first saw you in my classroom. You looked so, earthy. And I loved it. I still do."

My eyes watered, "I love you too, Theo," I leaned forward slowly, softly pressing my lips to his, and he kissed back.

I am his, and he is mine. And that is how it's been all along.

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(Changed so it's only one part, sorry guys)