"Hello," I say, my voice light and airy as I press the phone to my ear, already knowing who was calling just from the ringtone that Jenny had set for him after I'd gotten back from Baku while I thought they were looking at photos. It was the suggestive lyrics of his own song which played each time he called me, eliciting a laugh from Jenny as I moaned about how I couldn't figure out how to change it and she told me to 'get with the times'. I'd heard it at least once a day for the last week and a half.
The first time was confusing as I was getting ready for bed while slightly tipsy from the not-so-innocent wine that Lilly and Jenny had plied me with. Ever since then, he'd been reliable, at least once at night if not once in the morning when he'd figured out I was walking from the tube station to school.
"Good evening gorgeous, can I come round tonight? Or can you come round here? I leave tomorrow and I want to see you before I go," he explains swiftly and I laugh as I feed Rory some carrots in the empty classroom before realising he's being serious.
"Wait, you're still here?" I ask confused because despite us never discussing his location, I could have sworn that he was in Monaco at some point.
"I came back," he tells me and even without being able to see him, I can imagine the smirk on his face as he plays with his earring. "For you!" He adds, in case there was any misunderstanding on my part which is fair because until he said that because I would never have imagined that was the case before. Still, the statement makes me laugh again, this time out of anxiety and quite delight.
"Oh... well, I guess if you came back just for me, I kind of need to come over?" I ask the rhetorical question out loud because the moment I knew that I was helpless to agree to whatever he offered me. He agrees with my question, almost stumbling over himself when he realises how easy it was and in the silence I look around the empty classroom, pretty much everything tidy and ready for the last day of term tomorrow. "Er, I could maybe come over soon? I'm pretty much all done here, I just need to pack my stuff up and then I can make my way to you... although I can't stay the night because I don't have any spare clothes."
"Don't worry about it," he informs me, so casually that I can tell it's fake. Actually I can feel him buzzing with excitement through the phone which makes mine grow as well as I try to figure out what's for him like this. "So how long?"
"I reckon I can be with you within an hour?" I suggest slowly and there's a heavy sigh on the other end of the line before there's a beep to let me know that it's gone dead. "Er... Lew- okay... weird..." I mutter to myself, going to his contact and looking for a message of explanation from him but nothing appears. I'm stood staring at my phone, looking for answers and evidence when someone coughs behind me. "Sorry Jerry, I'm on my way ou- holy fudge!"
Standing in the doorway of my classroom for the third time this year is the same man, except this time there are no nerves or uncertainty. Just a wide smile on his face as he holds his arms out wide for me to launch myself into. I do just that, with no hesitation because after this long as hell week and thinking I wouldn't actually be seeing Lewis until... god knows when... this was turning out to be the best day ever.
"What are you doing here?" I ask him between peppering kisses all across and around his face, my enthusiasm makes him laugh as he slowly helps place me back down on my feet.
"Didn't want to have to wait an hour and I thought that would be your response!" He grins as he holds my face still to slow me down and place a proper long and deep kiss to my lips, the type that stops you in your tracks and is carved into your memory so that you'll never forget it. I was beginning to have a lot of those with him. "So we can go now?"
"Yeah, we can," I confirm, smiling as I keep his hand in mine as I go to my desk to pick up my bag before heading straight back out.
"What? Only one bag?" He jokes as I lock the door behind me before slipping my hand back into his.
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Teach Me Something // LH44
FanfictionWhat happens when two people from totally different worlds collide but their attraction is undeniable? Sir Lewis Hamilton has lived life in 8th gear for almost two decades in F1. Georgina 'Gigi' Hart has lived a busy life but in a very different way...
