Teach Me How to Love Again (Sequel to Dirty Little Secret)

Chapter 27: Nothing Compares to a Quiet Evening Alone

*~(The title of this chapter is from crushcrushcrush by Paramore.)~*

It had now been exactly a week since Gerard and I had gotten back together.

Gerard was going to spend the night tonight, because Frank was going to be at Jamia's house all weekend anyway. Today was Saturday.

I wanted to take our relationship slow this time, and Gerard was completely okay with that. He was being very understanding.

We were just sitting on the couch still. I was on his lap, and his arms were around me.

"You know, you're eighteen now, so we can go places and show off now. You're finally legal," he said as he absent-mindedly played with my hair.

"But you're still my teacher," I said.

"So? Unless we run into a student or a fellow teacher, we'll be fine."

I sighed. "I don't feel safe yet. I feel like somebody will see us."

He pouted. "But I wanna show you off! I want the world to know how lucky I am."

"The world will know someday. Someday after graduation."

"But I already waited so long for you to finally be legal!" he whined.

"Relax, baby. It will be worth the wait. Imagine seeing people giving us weird looks because of the obvious age gap, but we won't have to care because it's perfectly legal. It'll kinda be fun to see the strangers judging us as if they have any fucking clue what goes on in our personal life."

He laughed. "True. It will be fun to freak strangers out," he gave in. "What do you mean obvious age gap? Are you calling me old?" he joked.

"You know that's not what I meant. You're twenty-six! You're definitely not old. You're far too hot to be considered old. I just meant you look older than me! Not in a bad way, though. I just mean I still get acne, you don't. My body is still kinda awkward and teenager-ish, yours isn't. Your body is like perfect, and mine isn't. I don't even know what you see in me, honestly."

"I see so much in you. You're hot! I don't care if you get acne. What kind of asshole would I be if I did care? It doesn't bother me. I don't think your body is awkward. I think it's beautiful. You're fucking perfect to me, babe."

I blushed. "I love you so much."

"I love you more, hun. You're my world."

I smiled and snuggled into his chest. I really love him so much. He means so much to me, and I'm so glad to have him back. I love these nights we spend alone together.