I skipped Drama the next day. After crying as soon as I got home and barely sleeping, I wasn't really in the mood. I would've missed school altogether if I didn't have a stupid English midterm. My mom would've killed me if I hadn't have gone. So instead, I just missed Drama.
Oh and yeah, I wasn't going to his classroom for the free. Never a-fucking-gen. I didn't even care. I knew it was childish of me but whatever.
Okay, not caring was a lie. I cared. I cared a lot. Way too much, to be honest.
During the free, I went and lay under a tree outside. I needed some time to myself to think about everything that had happened.
I supposed now was the start of the "healing" process. How was I supposed to even begin to get over a guy I saw every day? Maybe this had all been a bad idea after all.
I sighed and closed my eyes. This all sucked ass.
After about half an hour of showering myself in self pity, I heard the footsteps of someone approaching me. Probably a teacher coming to tell me off.
"Frank."
My eyes opened instantly and I sat up to see Mr Way looking down at me with his hands in his pockets.
"What is it?" I muttered, pulling my knees up to my chest and hugging my legs. "I know I should be respectful or whatever but I honestly don't give a shit."
"I appreciate your honesty." He replied as he sat down next to me cross-legged, "Do you mind if I sit here?"
I only shrugged in response. I really couldn't be fucked for his stupid apologies and excuses. However, I didn't expect what he said next.
"I have a daughter, Frank."
I frowned at him. What was the relevance?
"She's three years old. My ex and I had her at a very young age and no matter how much I love her, it doesn't change the fact that she wasn't planned."
I didn't say anything, interested in where he was going with this.
"Occasionally, I feel as if a lot of my life isn't planned. I act on impulse way too much. That means I have made a lot of mistakes." He started picking some of the grass. "This, certainly, wasn't planned but just like my daughter, you are not a mistake, Frank. I just want you to know that."
"Okay..." I still didn't quite understand what he was getting at but I went along with it anyway.
He looked at me and smiled sadly. "I want to apologise for how I behaved yesterday. I shouldn't have yelled at you."
"It's fine." I mumbled, wanting him to leave now. Couldn't I sit and wallow in my self pity in peace?
"Either way, we still have a conclusion to come to. Why don't we talk like adults?" He smiled at me.
I couldn't help but smile a little back. Did this mean that there was still a chance?
"Let's go back to my classroom." He stood up and brushed down his pants. "So our chat can be a bit more private."
I got up and followed him silently. I thought him sending me out yesterday was the conclusion we had come to. So what was happening now?
When we got to his classroom, he opened the door and waited while I went in. After shutting the door, he turned around and stared at me.
"What?" I felt so uncomfortable.
"Do you still... In your own words, want me?" He didn't move from in front of the door.
I nodded. I had no words anymore.
I watched in silence as he turned and clicked something in the door. Did he just... lock the door?
He faced me again and smiled at me.
Before I could begin to comprehend what was happening, he came closer to me and practically grabbed my face.
I made a noise in surprise as his lips touched mine.
He kissed me softly at first before it became more urgent and soon, we both had our arms around each other as we tried to get as close as possible.
I was basically living my teenage dream and I couldn't be happier. This kiss was better than all the others combined. I could almost feel the desperation and need and happiness coming from him.
And of course, the bell rang, ruining the moment.
Mr Way pulled away but kept his arms around me. "I'd better let you go to lunch."
"I don't want to." I couldn't stop a smile from spreading across my face.
"I don't want you to either but I've got to go pick my brother up from the train station." He smiled as well, "And I'm sad to say that you can't come with me."
I pushed my bottom lip out in a pout.
He leant forward and kissed me again before pulling away completely.
I watched as he went over to his desk to grab his jacket. As he put it on, he said, "Would it be terrible if I asked you to come back after school?"
The smile was seriously not leaving my face anytime soon. "I'll be here."
He grinned and came back over to me. "I look forward to it. See you later." He kissed me softly before smiling and unlocking the door again.
I waited until he had left to go back outside. I had the urge to run and jump around but I didn't. Instead, I walked to the cafeteria with a stupidly large grin on my face. I was so fucking happy.
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I need to stop updating so much.
-Beth :3
