A Student/Teacher Relationship?

Chapter 7: One Night Only

Gilbert:

Well that failed. I waited for both of them to leave before I got up. "OK, I need something else. Something that would make West cry. Wait, that's too high of standards." I looked around his room. "There's like nothing in here!" I looked down at his backpack for school. "Ooh, Hehe. This is going to be fun."

Ludwig:

"I'm sorry about that Mr. Vargas."
"It's OK. Now, show me how you would start off a drawing." As I was sketching out a shape of a head, I couldn't help but notice Mr. Vargas looked at, not my sketch book, but my hands. I couldn't help myself from turning red. He looked up at my face. "Oh Ludwig, are you OK? Your pink. Do you have a cold?"
"Oh, Uh, Nein, I just, Uh-"
"Are you sure?" I put his right hand on my arm. I could see, no, feel the concern in his eyes.
"Ja. I'm sure, I just, Uh... I'll be right back." I walked into my room and headed towards my chair, remembered the horn, and sat down on my bed instead. What the literal fuck is going on in my head?! I don't like him or anything... I just...
I sighed, and looked out the window. It was a perfect view of the neighborhood and the school. It was very beautiful. I couldn't stop blushing though. I sighed, stood up and walked into the living room. Mr. Vargas wasn't there.
"Mr. Vargas?" I asked into the room. I heard talking coming from outside.
"Lovino, I can't do anything about it I'm sorry. I wouldn't be able to take you home and I don't have a second car you can borrow." There was silence.
"Then I don't know what to tell you. Maybe you can get a ride from someone else. I'll make it up to you with dinner, OK?" More silence. "OK, goodbye fratello."
I sat back down on the couch as Mr. Vargas walked in. "Oh, are you feeling any better?"
"Ja. Sorry about that."
"It's OK. Now, let's continue."

Feliciano:

I was starting to worry about fratello when he had called me. I was waiting for Ludwig to come back, and my phone went off.
"Ciao, Feliciano Vargas speaking, may I ask who this is?"
"Fratello, it's Lovino."
"Oh! Lovi." I looked towards the hallway. I didn't see him so I went outside.
"What is it? Is everything OK?"
"Antonio got busted out by one of his douche friends, now I got to go find him and make sure he isn't making anymore trouble. I want to check the house but I don't have a car."
"How did you get here then?"
"Bus. I only took enough for one way though."
"Lovino, I can't do anything about it, I'm sorry. I wouldn't be able to take you home, and I dot have a second carryout can borrow."
"Well, then Antonio is going to get his ass back in police custody!"
"Then I don't know what to tell you. May you can get a ride from someone else. I'll make it to you with dinner, OK?"
"Fine."
"OK, goodbye fratello."
I had hung up and walked back inside to Ludwig sitting there. He was still pink, but he definitely looked better.
Now, we are talking abo basic figures off-the-wall head, and his portrait is starting to look great.
"Mr. Vargas?"
"Yes Ludwig?"
"Uh, I was thinking about it and-" suddenly, I heard a door bust down and three German Shepards came running through. Someone threw on of my notebooks in from of them.
"TIME TO EAT!"
I stood up and ran for the notebook, grabbed it, and stopped the dogs from eating my math journal. "Gilbert when the hell did you get in here?!"
"When Mr. Vargas walked in. Ya know we shouldn't keep them contained in the garage, right?"
"You know what?! That's it! You are just a irresponsible little brat who only cares about getting laid and having all the hot babes! Well you know what?! I'm sick of it! Until you can calm the hell down, I'm going to be staying at someone else's house, meaning you have to clean, cook, work on your own damn homework, and learn to do this yourself!" Ludwig stormed out the door. I walked out after him, feeling he needed someone right now. Gilbert was standing there, a face of shock across his face, and tears made of sadness rolling down his cheek.
I found Ludwig sitting on the curb, face in his arms. "Hey, Ludwig?"
He looked up at me, face full of tears. "Ja?"
"If it makes you feel any better." I said, sitting next to him. "You can stay with me." He sniffled. "I only plan on staying out of the house for one night."
"That's totally fine." There was silence for a single moment. I could stare into his beautiful eyes while he stared back into mine.
"OK. One night."

(Hey guys! Thank you so much for reading and some people are STILL skipping chapters! STAPH!! All the chapters have great work out into them, and if you aren't person who doesn't agree with me, you most likely skipped. Or just don't like my writing. Either or, I don't like you. Well, bye bye!)