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Henry Lau the teacher part 2

I was right choosing those piano lessons instead of a phone because now I have two things, one the skill to play the piano and two my boyfriend. Nothing could be better but considering Henry is a piano teacher he often get female clients. I knew it would be a challenge Henry keeps reassuring me that his female clients are nothing more than his students, that I was the only one he looks at.

It was a Saturday afternoon meaning no lessons I was bored out of my mind, walking around eating watching movies while eating even reading and eating. The outlook for today for me would be eating and doing something I could call Henry but I knew he would be teaching a lesson.

"(y/n) you're worse than a pig!" mum rasied he voice.

"Thanks mum" I rolled my eyes.

"You have a boyfriend why are you eating like you don't have one?" mum asked.

"His teaching a lesson, and from what it looks like and feels like I dont have a boyfriend" I munched on a cookie.

"So eating is going to solve everything?" mum took away the cookie package away from me.

"It does because food never leaves me for a stupid teaching lesson" I crossed my arms.

"When was the last time you talked?" she sat beside me.

"5 days ago he said he had so much work to do for the piano lesson the next day" I shrugged.

"You two have to talk because one your eating yourself to the grave, two you guys are going to end up fighting and three I don't want to see you cry" mum explained.

"But if we talk we're just going to end up fighting because mine and his emotions will all come out" I huffed.

"Is it better for you to talk instead of not talking? "mum smiled.

"Fine I'll see if he can come and talk" I gave in to mum.

She walked away grinning at her self while I faceplamed myself for actually taking relationship advice for a woman who is 150 years old. I scrolled through my phone to find his name, I pressed the call button waiting for his voice to greet me. After about 30 seconds off ringing, straight to voice mail I tried again hoping the second time he will pick up. Another 30 seconds still no answer just another voice mail.

To Henry:
Babe when you have finished teaching come to
my place we have to talk love you xxx

I layed down on my bed hoping for a reply in a couple of minutes, why didn't anyone warn me about the potential challenges of a relationship? Instead they give me the cute stories of we fell in love at first sight,  or I love you until the end.

After an hour of sending the text I was ready to give up hope when mum knocked on the door, is she here to tell me her pig of a daughter has eaten everything in the house.

"Is this another insult?" I called to her.

"No Henry has come by" I could hear the happiness in her voice

"Okay send him in" I commanded.

Henry walked into my room with music notes in one hand, and with tired eyes that only focused on the ground. My hear shattered seeing him so weak and pale usually we would be happy and bright, looking at him he wasn't the boy I fell in love with.

"Remember what I told you" mum winked

Henry walked like a zombie all he did was stand right in front of me, struggling to keep his eyes open everytime he would blink them shut.

"Henry have you slept?" I asked out of concern.

"No, well yeah just for about 3 hours for the past 5 days" he gave a weak smile.

"Jesus Henry, this job has turned you into an old man" I stood right in front of him.

"It's the only job I can have what else am I meant to do?!" he snapped.

"Henry you can be whatever you loke but this job it's killing you and us" I whispered.

"How is it killing us?" His eye's widened.

"You work all weekend long, and when you do have days off you suddenly get tried or you cancel of another client" explained to him.

"But we meant because of this job now you hate it?" he questions.

"Yes and I'm greatful for that because I met you a guy who has so my talents that amazes me everyday, but look at you" I turned him around making him face the mirror.

"What about me?" he looked away from his reflection.

"You look completely different, I want the guy who came around and laughed with me" I back hugged him.

"Are you saying I should stop teaching" he put his hands above mine.

"No, I'm saying is just cut down on the amount of work days you have your clients don't expect you to always work when they want you to" I buried my face in his neck.

"Fine only because I want to be next to you again" he turned his body around to face me.

"I love you so much" I leaned my head on his chest.

"Thank you for making me realise how much you mean to me" he kissed my forehead.