Hopelessly in love (GirlxGirl) (TeacherxStudent)

Have we been caught?

My jaw drops. What did she mean that she does still like me? She didn't actually regret it, she just got more attached then planned so it was a regret, especially considering the age gap. It still worried me, but I knew I couldn't do anything about how she feels, nor how I feel. All I can do is ride out my feelings and go with the flow until I figure out how I'm going to go about this situation.

"So, you don't hate me?" I ask, still unbelieving the words that just came out of her mouth, a tickle in the back of my brain about what will happen when my mom comes back. She shakes her head and looks around before pulling me in for a passionate kiss, desperate to get it in before next period. Our lips move with such harmony, that nothing else in the world seemed real. Well, except for the "Oh. my. god." That I hear from the entrance of the bathroom, and Marie and I spring away from each other.

I was worried for a minute, but then I realised that it was just Emily, and there was nothing we had to worry about. Miss Hardman still looked like she was going to puke. Just then, the bell rings, and Marie gives me a hug and an unnoticeable kiss on the side of my head and mutters something into Emily's ear while walking out of the bathroom, leaving Emily wide-eyed and giggling and shaking her head, swearing to secrecy of what she just saw.

I cover my mouth, blushing, and giggle a little bit before I run cold water on my face while Emily still just stands there wide-eyed, mouth agape, but no words come out of her mouth, even though her mind must be racing with 100 thoughts at least. I smile and pick up my backpack and walk past Emily out of the bathroom, only to be chased with wide arms. "What the fuck was that??" I laugh, unable to contain my giddiness. "It's a long story. Basically she said something and I misinterpreted it and thought she regretted this morning but turns out she only regrets it cause she likes me too much now and she's formed an attachment and then she kissed me. I texted you to come to the bathroom when I thought she regretted this morning. I was in a bad spot, dude." Emily snickers and then shoves me with her elbow. "I was about to say.. if you just brought me into the bathroom to watch you and my English teacher make out, um, I'll pass." I laugh, and then walk towards my last class of the day.

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I couldn't think during science, for obvious reasons. When the bell rings, I realise I don't know how I'm going to get out of the school without them noticing I'm with Miss Hardman. In her car. On the way to her apartment.

I walk to her classroom, trying to seem unsuspicious. I finally reach room 301, and find her standing in the doorway, kids filing out as she holds the door for them. "Oh hi Elle!" she says, sounding like a normal teacher. Damn, she's really good at acting. "Hey Miss Hardman! Can I come in? I have some questions about the work today in class." Miss Hardman gives a friendly smile, but a small wink, and allows me to step into her classroom.

It feels semi-weird being in there when the classroom is empty, but then again that's how it was when I had my study halls in there. I find a seat and drag it closer to her desk than typical students sit. I'm not typical students. I sit down, and sling my bag down over my shoulder and it thuds on the floor. Soon enough, all of the students leave and Marie closes the door behind them, turning to me with a charismatic smile. She grabs me by my waist and pulls me closer, placing a soft and gentle kiss on my lips, looking at me like I'm the only girl in the world. No one has ever looked at me like that before. "Sooo, what are we gonna do about this whole "leaving together" thing? It's not exactly like we can walk out together and get into your car every day without the school finding out." Miss Hardman smirks and I can see her gears have already spun about this. She knows what we're going to do. She has a plan. "Says who?" I furrow my eyebrows and slightly back up away from her, as if to give her thought room to roam.

"I have an extra hoodie in my closet. The key's on my desk. I have to grab a few things and then we can go." I raise an eyebrow and slightly tilt my head. "I'm not following." Marie laughs and begins to pack up her things. "Put on the hoodie, and nobody will know it was you. Keep your head down when we walk outside, and get in my car, wait until we leave school premises, and then you can take it off if you want. If the school asks who got into my car with them, I'll just tell them its none of their business and if they ask you anything, just say you were with Emily. I'm sure she'd vouch for you if need be." I smile and nod, and walk over to the small closet in the back of the room, grabbing her keys off of her desk in the process. I turn the key to the right and the door clicks open, revealing a few things hanging on the metal rod in there, with a mini fridge in the bottom left corner, a pair of comfortable shoes in the right. I grab the only hoodie I see off of the rod and slide my own off, and pull hers over my head. I smile at the scent of strawberry that floods my nostrils when I pull the soft garment over my head. I stuff my hoodie into my backpack and look up to see Marie staring at me. "What?" I ask, blushing as I stand up, tucking a loose piece of hair behind my ear. "I like you in my clothes." I smile. I like me in your clothes too. "Yeah?" I say teasingly, and stumble across the room and lean towards her, smirking at her. "Yeah." I nod my head a little bit, and then our mouths are only centimetres away from each other. "Hm." I mumble before placing a kiss on her mouth. "I hate to ruin the moment, but can we go home now? I don't want the janitors to come through and find us..well..ya know." I laugh, and give her a big bear hug before pulling away and slinging my backpack over my shoulder, and grabbing a few things of hers simultaneously so she didn't have to carry so much. 

We walk out of her classroom, and a few people say bye to her, but other than that we stay silent. It wasn't an awkward silence though. It was peaceful.