"A New Music Teacher" David Bowie fanfiction. *ON HOLD AND UNDER SLIGHT EDITING*

Save me from falling with the sound of your voice.

*a few weeks later*

I have been going to David's apartment a couple of times a week now, just telling Helen that I have signed up for the after-school drama classes (which by the way, don't exist,) but I had to find an excuse to spend more time with my dear sweet David.
Every moment with him has been absolute bliss. We watch movies, cook dinner, confide in each other when we need to. He's honestly the best person I've ever met.
Now, I smile because I have a real reason to. I'm so genuinely happy around him.
It feels so good to wake up and not be dreading the day ahead at the thought of school, of doing schoolwork.
I'm doing so well with music, it's a little weird that the very person who is sitting in front of me teaching me music, is in fact, my boyfriend.
But I wouldn't give it up for anything.

It is now the last day of school before we get two weeks off. I'm so used to seeing David's face every single day that I don't know what I'll be doing for two entire weeks besides texting him.
I'm sitting outside smoking a cigarette and I hear the door push open and someone step outside.
It's the school headmaster.
"Julie, may I speak to you upstairs in the office for a moment?"
I nod my head, and throw away what is left of my cigarette and proceed to follow him upstairs.
I can't help but think "Oh shit. This is about David. It has to be about David. Oh no."
I step inside the office.
"Please take a seat, Julie."
I sit down and he sits across from me, my heart beating so fast thinking that David and I have been caught out.

"Julie..."

*I'm sorry it's a short chapter, but I wrote this chapter at 1.30am, so I'm pretty much falling asleep right now. I promise another chapter soon! Stay tuned!*