Andrea Davis
I looked back up at Damian. I would have to continue being civil with him. So I'd rather push past the whole filming thing.
I couldn't help my feelings, I wanted him but I also don't. Who knows what else he keeps from me?
"Damian," I looked him in the eyes and was met with those brown pools I could get lost in. "Yeah?" He whispered, scared of scaring me away. "I know it wasn't your best decision to start uploading videos, and I want to see past that, but I need time." I said and got up from the sofa. I went to the room where I had changed into this outfit yesterday and changed back to the green dress I wore and the beige sweater. I put on my doc martens with the small heels and got ready to leave. I needed space to let this all sink in.
Damian let me out with a smile that hid away his actual emotions. But I needed to be selfish, even if it hurt him. I can't hurt myself, not again.
The trip home took about 20 minutes. I put in my AirPods and listened to Avril Lavigne. It started raining halfway the walk, as if the universe could sense how I felt. I couldn't care about the rain, I didn't care I got wet or sick.
I was happy to be back home. I quickly went in my room and changed into a dry pyjama set. I hung my wet clothes over the shower curtain bar.
To get my thoughts of Damian I started working on my projects that were due a few weeks. I can't believe how fast this year is going, already 7 weeks in and I only got one grade below an A. I was proud of myself. I was proud of everything accept the one thing I had done that I regretted most, getting involved with my professor.
I listened to my brother playing the guitar in his room while researching the human brain and making a paper. It was all about how to handle heartbreak. How to fight the dark feeling you were feeling after losing the person you loved. The paper hit a bit too close to home, but I know Damian and I wasn't love, it was just lust and breaking the rules.
But no matter how much I tried my thoughts continued to drift back to Damian. I can't be with him. Even if we said we could, who are we kidding? We couldn't go on dates, In fear of getting caught. I'd end up telling Jess and she'd judging me...
"What are you sad about?" Lukas came in the living room and sat next to me at the dinner table. I closed my laptop and pulled a smile on my face. "Nothing, I'm fine." But Lukas saw right through it, "I've known you for 20 years, you're not fooling anyone," he wrapped an arm around me. Without being able to control myself I let all my emotions out. I have no idea how long we've sat there but I cried out on his shoulder. My brother has been here for me all my life, and so have I. We've had our ups and downs but at the end of the day he's the only one I truly trust in life.
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I woke up to the sound of my alarm. The body works in weird ways, how am I still not used to waking up after 20 years of doing it?
I crawled out of bed, Monday, the day I've been dragging for two days now. I've laid in my bed the whole weekend thinking about what Damian and I did.
Luckily I'm a motivated student and I won't let this man hold me back from learning, even if that means sitting in his lectures. At least now I won't be distracted by his looks.
I got out of bed and took a long shower. I stil had 3 hours to get ready. Jess would stop by and we would walk together, it's a wonder we have so 3 classes together and share the same hours.
After my long shower I put on a cute but also a bit sexy outfit.
The outfit is a bit extravagant but I need to show I'm okay. I'm not going to be put down by a guy. I put on some makeup, mascara and I coloured my white. I was ready after putting my hair up in a shark claw.
"You're going to school dressed like that?" Lukas said in a sad voice but burst out laughing when I gave him the same stare I'd give dad. "Happy to see you're feeling better," Lukas smiled and patted my head.
Lukas knew I was at a guys place, I had told him we had a fight. I never said a name. Lukas was there for me and helped me get through it. It didn't take long to get over him.
We as we were eating breakfast, Jess walked in our apartment and sat down to eat with us. She did this almost every day.
"Is it alright if my brother drops by? He's in the area and it's been a while since I've seen him," Jess asked and of course we said yes. We still have 2 hours until we need to leave so why not. And if I don't like the guys I have an excuse to go. I tried being more social, I talked to people I sat next to in lectures I had alone, and overal I interacted more with people.
The bell rung and I went to the door to let in the person who stood outside the door. When I opened the door I saw a guy with half-long blond hair and piercing blue eyes. He wore a white T-shirt with a blue shirt overtop, and a pair of washed off Jorts. He had a nice vibe with him.
"Hello, you must be Andrea," he said and kissed my hand. I smiled and nodded. "That's me," I said and let him in. "You are Jessica's brother, right?"
"Marcus Smith," He smiled and walked past me. When Jess saw him they hugged each other. Went over to Lukas to help him with the dishes.
"Lukas, Andrea, this is Marcus, he's almost to gay to function," Jess laughed after quoting Janice from mean girls. I laughed too leaving Marcus and Lukas confused.
"You won't touch my sister, right?" Lukas walked closer to Marcus. "No, I don't swing that way," he answered. Lukas smiled and shook Marcus' hand. "Nice you meet you," Lukas smiled. Marcus smiled and shook his hand back.
"How long are you staying here?" Jess asked, she sounded hopeful. I knew how much she loved her brother, she missed him a lot since moving here. "If my sister would allow me to live with her for a while, I could stay." Marcus smiled at her.
"If we weren't the best sibling duo, they would be," I whispered to Lukas a bit louder than I'd normally whisper.
Turns out, Marcus is a really nice
guy. He would stay with Jess for a while which would mean I had a new friend.*•*•*
Jess and I left for college leaving Marcus and Lukas behind. They seemed to hit off pretty nicely.
Classes flew by, Jess and I were walking to our last class, Criminology. I'd have to see him today. But I was positive I would just go to the lecture and leave without any drama. "Next class with Mr hottie," Jess smiled. I smiled back but not with the same enthusiasm. It wasn't out of place for me to be like this, I was never like her.
We arrived and took a seat on the third row, where we always sat. Not too far in the back to be distracted but also not too close so we would give off teacher's pet vibes.
Mr. Lores and I locked eyes but I quickly looked down at my laptop. I couldn't bare to look at his eyes. I heard him scratch his voice before speaking up, "I need someone to assist me with getting some papers, Miss Davis, would you mind?"
He asked me to come with him. I took a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah, sure." I got up and walked out the room behind him. I couldn't say no if everyone was watching.
"Andrea, we need to talk."
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Difficult | Teacher x Student
RomanceWhen a motivated student falls for her teacher... Andrea Davis: • 20 years old • American • Lives with her brother • She's not a very social type • Would do anything for the perfect grade Damian Lores: • 35 years old • Spanish/Italian/American...