Falling For My Teacher

20: I'm Breaking

20: I'm breaking

They say loves hard to find. But when you find it, it's something to remember. Why waste the love? Why take the love for granite? Love isn't a toy. We aren't kids anymore. This is the real world.

My eyes fluttered open to see I was asleep in my bathroom. It was dark and the banging had stopped. The bottle of pills were still full. Nothing was out of place. I was lying here in my pajamas. Was that all a dream? Did nothing ever happen?

"Ryan, please open the door," I heard a familiar voice say. "Please." I opened the door slowly to see my brother standing there. I didn't hesitate to hug him. "God I was so worried."

"I'm sorry Bronson," I cried. "For everything.

"You didn't do anything Ryan," he replied. "This isn't fair to you. This isn't fair to any of us."

"What am I going to do Bronson? You leave for college soon. Mom and dad are getting a divorce. I literally have no one Bronson." He sighed pulling me back into another hug. He sat me down on the foot of my bed, rubbing small circles in your back.

"I'm moving into my own apartment. You could come. Go to the high school there." He kissed my forehead, pulling me closer to him. "I don't want you hurt anymore."

"I don't know Bronson," I finally stopped crying. "Can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead."

"Do you believe in love?" He looked at me strangely. "Like any kind of love, equally. Same sex, older and younger." 

"Of course," he replied. "Love is love to me." The tears brimmed my eyes again. "What's wrong Ryan?" 

"I want to tell you. I really do." 

"You can tell me anything," he whispered. 

"I'm in love but.." My breath hitchecd. "I'm in love with Niall." Bronson stiffened. "Please don't be mad! I just-"

"I'm not happy about this Ryan," he sighed. "But I knew you felt that way about someone. I didn't know who but now I do." 

"I'm sorry," I cried again. "Please..." 

"Go," he whispered. "Go after him. What are you doing here?" I wiped my tears away. "Go after him." 

"I swear this is supposed to be the other way around," I tried to laugh. I slipped on my shoes and a hoody. "Wait. What about mom and dad?" 

"I'll cover for you. Just go." 

"Bronson?" I said before jumping out my window. He turned his head before walking out of the room. 

"Thank you." He smiled, locking and closing my door. I jumped from the window, running for Niall's house. He was.. Packing his car? "Leaving?" I asked as I approached him. He snapped his head towards me, dropping his eyes. 

"What are you doing here?" he asked, rather confused. 

"I came to see you," I replied honestly. "I.. You can't leave." 

"I have to Ryan," he sighed. "I've quite my job. People know about us." My hear stopped. But.. 

"That doesn't stop me from loving you Niall," I said taking his hand in mine. "It never will." I could feel his blood pumping as I took his hand in mine. "I'm.. Sorry i told you to leave. I don't want that. I thought I did but I don't and.." I was cut off by his lips pressing to mine. My hands found their way to his hair, letting my legs wrap around his waist. 

We stumbled up the steps to his appartment, slamming his door behind us. Trying to keep balance as we made it slowly to his room. 

Once inside, he shut the door slowly, placing me on the bed. He hovered over me, letting me grip his shirt. I lifted it slowly over his head as he placed gentle kisses to my neck. He slipped my sweatshirt off, playing with the hem of my tank top. He stopped before I could take it off. 

"Are you sure Ryan?" he asked nervously. 

"Positive." I pulled his lips back to mine, ripping the tank off.

"What do you want?" he asked, whist slipping my pants off. Leaving me exsposed to the world. To my world. Him. He was my world. We both layed on his bed, just starting with the feeling about to hit, yet panting. "Ryan.. What do you want?" 

He slowly explored my body, kissing every inch. The bruises, cuts, scars. Everything he could find. The way he was so gentle with his touch made me feel safe and warm with him. His lips were soft and ran a feeling I have never felt before. The way he would whisper sweet things in my ears.  

"What do you want?" 

"I want you to love me," I whispered as he slowly took over my body. The feeling hurt yet felt right. The way he slowly rocked. How he would be gentle with every move. 

"I love you to the moon and back," he whispered. "Forever and always. You will be mine." 

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Oh god. 

I don't do sexy. 

I can't do it. 

That was so awkward. 

Short chapter. 

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BYEEE

~Ariana