My Teacher, My Lover (Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Part 18

January 23, 2017

~Jade's POV~

"Show time?" the message read from Reed.

"Yup but before we start, I just want you to know that please don't get offended to whatever I might say, ok?" I reply back to him, as I open my locker.

"Ok, so should we start?" he message me back.

"Let the show begin," I reply and close my locker.

"Jade," I heard a guy scream my name from across the hall, making everyone stop and look at me. "Jade!"

I turn around to see Reed running towards me with a fake madness look on his face. I roll my eyes for the watchers to believe us but I know I'm smirking inside.

"Jade, where did you go Friday night?" he shouts, walking towards me.

"Oh, I don't know, I was just getting sexually assaulted that night while you were hooking up with other girls," I furiously shout back. "I thought you changed, Reed."

"I did," he says, in a calm voice. "And then I saw their b..."

"You saw their butts and their boobs," I finish his sentence he can.

"Yeah," he mumbles, looking down to his hands and then looking back up. "Look, Jade, I'm really sorry..."

"Me too," I say, interrupting his sentence again. "I'm sorry for giving you a chance that you don't deserve."

I pivot my foot, walking to my right. I suddenly spotted Mr. Dallas, watching us fake fight. 'My room' he mouths and I begin to walk again. Without even thinking, my feet start to move to Mr. Dallas room. I couldn't control my feet. They are moving by itself to his room. I open the door as soon I reach his room. I enter and sit down on his own chair. I rest my feet on his desk, grabbing a piece of sandwich for lunch. The door creak open and Mr. Dallas walk in. He laughs slightly as soon as he notice my position. He closes the door and lock it. I gulp slightly as he walk towards me.

"Nice acting over there," he says, sitting down on his table, beside my feet.

"Thanks," I say, taking a bite off of my sandwich.

"That was just an acting, right?" he asks, making sure and I nod my head.

"Yeah, why?" I say, drinking my juice box.

"To be honest though, I like you more when you're drunk," he smirks and I kick his side.

"That is so rude," I frown, crossing my arms across my chest. "I don't like you anymore, Mr. Dallas."

"Since when did you like me?" he smirks again, moving closer to my feet. "And Cameron for goodness sake."

"I never did," I smirk back, as I stand up and sit down on his desk beside him.

"That's not what you said to me Friday Night," he grins and I look at him with confusion in my face.

"What did I say Friday night?" I curiously ask.

"You said, and I quote, 'You can kiss me, you know?' seductively," he smirks and I can feel my cheeks turn red.

"Were you turned on?" I teased, looking up to him.

"What would you do if I said yes?" he asks, looking to my lips.

His face is so close to mine, only 4 inches apart from each other. I could smell his minty breath hitting my face. My eyes trail down to his lips and then back to his eyes, him doing the same thing to me. He is looking at me, and we start to move closer. His hands reach my waist, pulling me closer to him and I place my hands on his chest. He close his eyes and I did so. His warm lips touch mine. We kiss.