Love Never Finds a Way

Chapter 3

Thomas' POV

It has been three months since Phyllis kissed me and I keep on thinking about him. He has left his parents' house and gone back to his house, so I don't see him when I am at Abigale's house. We haven't talked about it and we haven't told anyone. Even Abigale, who is my best friend now.

Every so often, I purposely get a detention with him, hoping one day he will want to talk about it. I do and I want to be with him. Today was one of those days. I scrunched an old drawing I drew up and threw it at the front of the classroom so it was obvious that it was me and he would have to give me a detention. "Detention Thomas!" Phyllis (Yes I call him Phyllis in my head now) said. I rolled my eyes pretending that that wasn't my intention. It was only second period, so I had to come back after period three. Abigale laughs at something.

Phyllis continues with the lesson. He walks in front of the board to explain something (I was too busy focusing on his eyes to listen). He picks up the piece of paper I threw and opens it. He looks at it and smiles. He doesn't throw it out, instead he tries to cover up the fact that he is putting it in his pocket. I wonder what picture I threw at him.

The bell goes and I walk straight out. Abigale follows me quickly. She knows I am trying to avoid her. She pins me up against the wall. "What the hell is going on Thomas!" she says.

"What are you talking about Abigale?"

"Oh don't play dumb with me you twit! You knew you would get a detention when you did that! There was no purpose to that! And you only act up in English! What the Hell?"

"I'll tell you later!" I say, finding it hard to breath. Her arm was holding me slightly above the ground by my neck.

At this moment, Phyllis walks out of the room. "Abigale Samantha Jones! Put Thomas down!" Abigale took a few seconds to put me down. But it was too late. I blacked out.

I woke up, I don't know how long later, in Phyllis' class room. I was on the floor. I opened my eyes to see Phyllis, sat next to me, holding my hand. I sat up.

I see his eyes light up. "Oh my gosh! You are awake! Thank god! The nurses office was full, so they told me to leave you here seeing as I didn't have a class this period!" he hugs me, then lets go. I see tears in his eyes. "Sorry," he says.

"Huh?" I say, "What are you sorry for?"

"For kissing you three months ago, for holding your hand, for hugging you Thomas. I am sorry for falling in love with you!" I get closer to him, wrap my arms around his neck and pull his face close to mine. "What are you doing?" he asks.

"I would say falling in love with you, but I have already fallen in love with you Phyllis!" I pull him into a slow and compassionate kiss. He pulls apart. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"This is wrong! You are my student and I am your teacher! This is inappropriate." He says.

"But there is only a five year age gap. It isn't that big, it might seam like that now, but when you are 35, I will be 30. That doesn't sound that weird,"

"You have a point," he says, "But right now, it is really complicated."

"True," I say trying to think of a solution, "Hey, you live alone right?"

"Yes," he says.

"Lets watch a movie tonight," I say sounding happy with my plan, "We only have to hide our relationship for a year, then I am out of school and we can do whatever we want"

"Relationship?" he says with a slight smile on his face.

"Phyllis, will you be my boyfriend?" I ask, nerves swimming through me.

Phyllis' POV

I love it when he calls me by my first name. It is so much more intimate. I am so happy right now. I can see him getting nervous. "Of course!" I say. Thomas suddenly becomes more relaxed and embraces me in a hug then seals our lips together.

The bell goes. He missed all of third period. "I'll write you a note," I say with a small laugh at the end. "You have a detention remember," I say, "If you want to skip it, you can."

"Why would I," he says, "I got a detention on purpose to spend time with you."

That is honestly the sweetest thing someone has ever done for me, except for drawing pictures of our first kiss like the one he threw to the front of the classroom. He must have spent hours on that drawing. It was so intricate and detailed and so much colour was used. It is truly beautiful and I will frame it when I get home.

"So what time should I come over to your house?" he asks.

"Um, maybe about 6."

"Ok,"

We sit talking about... well.. everything!. Time went so fast talking to him. The bell goes and I plant a kiss on his lips and say, "see you tonight."

He returns the kiss and says, "I love you, Phyllis."

He walks out of the class room. He was so adorable. I love him and everything about him. There is nothing wrong with him. He is perfect, and he is mine and I am his.

The rest of the day could not have gone slower! I was distracted by the clock as I couldn't wait to get home.

I finally get home after a long day's work. It is 4:30 and Thomas should be here in an hour and a half.

A/N: this is a short chapter as a lot happens in the next/last 2 chapters so be ready !!!!!