Hopelessly in love (GirlxGirl) (TeacherxStudent)

Nightmares

AUTHORS NOTE: you should listen to shameless by camilla cabello while reading this chapter xoxo

The movie ends, and Miss Hardman stands up and begins turning off lights.

"You sure you don't want to stay in my room tonight?"

I smile and nod. I didn't need anything to happen that could end up making it reeeeally awkward the next day.

"No thanks. Thank you though. Good night Miss Hardman."

Miss Hardman smiles and responds, "Good night. And please, when it's just us, call me Marie."

I pause, but then nod. "Goodnight Marie."

Marie smiles and steps into her room, shutting the door behind her.

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"Shoot her or shoot your mother." I shake. I couldn't make that decision. I loved Marie, but I also loved my mom. What if I just shot myself instead? Would this all end if I did? Or would it all go south and they both got shot with me? "I- I choose- M-

I sit up straight on the couch, and it takes me a moment to regather myself. I take a deep breath. It was just a dream. I stand up and walk to the kitchen, sweating from the nightmare I'd just had. I grabbed a glass out of the cabinet and turned on the tap, letting the water flow into my glass, plummeting to the bottom, while the bubbles float back to the top. I take a long sip of the water and lean over, putting the weight of my head into one hand, elbow on the counter. I exhale for as long as possible, and then took a deep breath in.

"You okay?"

I whip my head around and see Miss Hardman standing behind me. I pause and laugh for a moment.

"Yeah, why are you up?"

Marie shrugs.

"Why are YOU?"

I raise my eyebrows briefly and tilt my head.

"Fair enough. I couldn't sleep. These stupid nightmares aren't going away any time soon."

Miss Hardman seemed concerned and her gaze softened.

"Wanna talk about it?"

She props herself up on the counter, and pats next to her, signaling me to sit next to her. I do as she instructed and shrug.

"I just had to make a very hard decision about two people I care about, and it freaked me out quite a bit, and woke me up."

Miss Hardman pouted her lip and wrapped her arm around me.

"If you want to say anything more, you can, but I'm not  going to pressure you."

I smile and hop off the counter, offering her a hand to help her down.

"Thank you. But I'm okay."

The Air Conditioning kicked on and I flinched and whipped my head around towards the nearest vent. Miss Hardman put her hand on my shoulder.

"You're shaking. Why don't you come sleep in my room? It would make me feel better to know you're okay."

I sigh and drop my head.

"What would Principal Clark think if he found out you and I were sleeping in the same bed?"

Miss Hardman shrugs.

"Doesn't matter. Cause remember, what happens in this apartment stays in this apartment."

I smirk and follow Marie to her room. She slides under the covers and flips up the other side of them, signaling for me to get under them. I do as she instructs, and slide under the covers on the other side of her bed. I lay on my side, facing the wall, and my eyes get heavier... and heavier... and heavier.

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Miss Hardman presses me up against the walls, one hand down teasing me, and the other on my waist pulling me closer and closer to her, our mouths going in sync with each other and our tongues having the adventure of our lives. I then feel her arm curl around my waist from behind, but she was infront of me. How was that possible? It was almost as if it was like....

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

I wake up to the shrieking sound of an alarm clock, and Miss Hardman's arm curled around my waist, closer to spooning me than not. I roll over and watch her eyes flutter open and she smiles when she sees me next to her.

"Good morning."

"Morning?"

I say it like it was a question, gesturing to the arm that still lies draped over my hip, her hand resting on my lower back. Her face turns a cherry red, and she pulls her arm off of me, but she doesn't scoot back. We were only inches apart from each other, and neither of us had any intention of separating, but we knew we had to. I stand up and swing my legs around the edge of the bed.

"You care if I take a shower?"

Miss Hardman nods and smiles as a go ahead. I grab my clothes and begin walking to the bathroom when I feel a hand grabbing my wrist and spinning me back around. My lips are immediately met by another pair, soft and gentle yet aggressive and hungry. I move my lips along, and the sensation feels incredible. Suddenly, Miss Hardman begins to push me towards the bathroom, not removing her lips from mine. She backs me up against the bathroom door, closing it with my body. She reaches one hand into the shower, turning on the water. I guess WE were taking a shower.