So Many Reasons

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"Hello beautiful." David said teasingly, wagging his eyebrows. I laughed and sat on his desk, crossing my legs and starting to swing them. I leaned down and pecked his lips, smiling as I leaned back up, much to his dismay.

"How is that fair? I haven't seen you all weekend." He complained. I rolled my eyes.

"We're in school, if you think I'm going to make out with you, you're wrong."

"Oh really?" He challenged. David stood from his chair and pulled my legs from their crossed position. He made himself comfortable between my legs and pulled me closer to him. I giggled and rested one hand on his chest and the other on the desk to keep myself from falling backwards.

"David, stop." I laughed, pushing against him. He shook his head and within a matter of seconds his lips were on my neck.  I tried to make him stop, I really did, but my teenage hormones got the best of me and I stopped resisting.

Suddenly the door handle shook and it started to open. In fear, I rolled off the desk and was hidden on the side. My body made a loud thump and I had to cover my mouth to keep from screaming.

David's laughter went unnoticed by whoever entered the room as they started talking anyways.

But the voice made my body freeze completely. I swear, I stopped breathing.

"Mr. Parker, how are you?" Principal Jones asked in a cheerful voice.

"Wonderful, sir. You?" David said, just as cheerful.

"I'm doing fine. I was just stopping in to ask if you were coming with the other staff members to the bowling alley?"

Is that what teachers do after school?

Well David doesn't do that after school.

Then again, he doesn't do me after school either.

I tried not to laugh at the joke I made inside my head, and I covered my mouth again. The second I moved my arm though a searing pain ran through.

"No, sir. I'm not very good at bowling and I have some things go go over for the competition. Thank you for the invite." David answered politely. I rolled my eyes.

Mr. Jones finally bid goodbye to David and left the room. David was quiet for a moment, by as soon as I sat up he started laughing his butt off.

"David." I whined, moving to hit him. The searing pain came back and I groaned, pulling my arm back to my body.

"Oh shit, are you okay?" He asked and I shook my head.

"I think I landed on my arm."

David reached out to grab my arm and I winced, pulling it back to me.

"That hurts." I said, tears forming in my eyes.

"Alright, come on, I'll take you to the hospital." He said, grabbing his coat and keys. He placed a hand on my back and led me into the hall.

"You go first." I said. "The staff are still here."

He stared at me for a minute with a look saying he was going to argue but I shook my head and he went ahead of me.

I stepped out cautiously, looking around me. No one was in sight so I left the room and hurried into David's car.

I know he's annoyed with me, but hurt or not I can't let anyone see us together. He knew the precautions we had to take if we were going to be together.

David said nothing as we drove to the hospital. When we pulled in he helped me out of the car and into the room in silence.

The only time he spoke was to the doctor.

It hurt. A lot more than my sprained wrist.

Well kinda.

The doctor put a cast on my wrist and said my molded cast would be ready in a week. I was told I'd have a cast for close to a month.

David and I were now sitting in my driveway, completely silent. I waited for what felt like forever but nothing was said, so I spoke first.

"You knew we had to be careful." I said. "I told you when we started this."

Silence.

"If you didn't want to try then you shouldn't have asked me to be with you." I snapped, pulling the door handle. I didn't open the door though, hoping he would say something. 

Anything.

I pulled the door open and stepped out, starting to walk up the driveway.

I had barely made it up the driveway before his hand was on my wrist, stopping me from moving.

I stayed unmoving, but not turning around. 

David pulled my hand to him, causing me to slam against his chest. It wasn't painful though. Just annoying.

"Stop." I tried pulling away but he pulled me back, looking straight into my eyes.

"If I wasn't willing to try I would've taken you on a date already." David said, in a firm tone.

"You have-" I started, but he cut me off.

"A real date; in public." He snapped. "I would've already showed you off to the rest of the world by now if I wasn't trying so damn hard to make sure no one knew about us. It was your choice to keep us a secret, I didn't want this. I didn't want to hide you from the world. I didn't want to lie to people, or hide all of our pictures on my phone."

I was crying, and I knew I was crying. I just couldn't bring myself to move to wipe my eyes- not that I could, seeing as one arm was in a cast and the other was captured by my emotional boyfriend.

"But I kept us a secret. I hide you from the world. I lie to people, and hide your pictures in my phone because I love you. I love you enough to respect your wishes and keep this a secret." He said. "And don't you ever doubt that again, got it?"

I nodded numbly. David's hand caressed my cheek and he wiped the tears from under my eyes.

"I love you baby." He whispered. "I'll keep this a secret as long as you want me to."

David placed his lips on mine in a soft and passionate kiss. I got lost in it and wrapped my one arm around his neck.

His hands pulled my waist closer to him softly, careful not to crush my hurt arm and his other got lost in my hair

David pulled away and rested his forehead against mine. I was breathless. There were so many emotions running through me. I didn't know what to do besides kiss him again.

And again.

Forgetting completely that we were outside my parents house.