It had been a week.
Exactly a week since our little session in the bathroom.
Exactly one week of glances in the glass room.
Exactly one week of awkward lip biting, and fidgeting in class.
Exactly one week had led me to this moment.
I sat on the sofa, one leg over the other. And I was sat here, on her sofa. She was in the kitchen making tea, and I just sat there staring ahead, still not believing the situation was real. But it was.
"Do you take sugars?" I heard her voice and my head turned.
"Two please." I replied, getting to my feet, slowly walking towards the arch way, leaning against it, watching her movement. She really was beautiful.
She turned, jumping slightly as she spotted me, I couldn't help but smile.
"Hey.. Sorry I didn't realise you were there." She sounded nervous. It was so cute.
"Don't apologise." I laughed softly, walking a little closer, trapping her between me and the counter.
"Well hello there" I smiled as I saw a small smirk grow on her lips as her arms snaked around my neck.
"How did this happen?" I questioned, I had already asked myself this a thousand times.
"I don't know, but I'm so glad it did.." She slowly leaned forwards, locking our lips together.It had been a few hours, time had gone quickly, too quickly, we'd eaten, we'd talked. And now, now we were laying in her bed, watching some movies, her arm was around me and my head was on her chest, it was perfect, like a movie. I glanced up, her eyes were shut, and an adorable 'snore' was escaping her lips. I couldn't help but smile. A few moments later, my eyes closed, and I slipped away into dream land.
I woke up in the morning to an empty bed, my smile soon turned into a frown. I sat up, looking around. I climbed out of bed looking down, my legs weren't covered in goosebumps like they usually were. I walked out of the room, and adventured to the kitchen.
"Morning." I mumbled, rubbing my eyes.
"Morning beautiful." She laughed softly.
The day went on per usual, and soon I had to leave.
"I really don't want to go.." I mumbled, standing by the door.
"I don't want you to go, you could always stay." She smirked with a slight wink.
"I have to, I'll see you Monday." And with that, she kissed me, and then I left.
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Forbidden But Pure
Roman d'amourBelle has never been good at English, but will her new teacher change that? (Lesbian TeacherXStudent) (I don't promote TeacherXStudent relationships, I just enjoy writing about them.)