I wake up in the sweet embrace of the love of my life.
His arms holding me gently while his breathing is steady, in a peaceful slumber.
I'm so happy we have admitted that we love each other..because I really do love him. He's changed my life for the better, and I've never felt this way about anyone before.
I reach my hand over and check the time on my phone. 4.30pm.
I had told Helen this morning that I had drama club after school until 5.30, so luckily I had not received a text nor call from her.
I snuggle back into David and I hear him breathing in deeply, and yawning. I look up at him and watch his eyes flutter open.
So handsome.
He looks down at me and smiles.
"Did you have a good sleep, sweetheart?"
I take a hold of his hand and kiss his index finger, then his middle finger.
"I did baby..I just want to cuddle with you for a little while."
He grips me tighter in his embrace and I inhale in his sweet spicy scent.
"Oh baby.." I say quietly as the butterflies flutter in my stomach.
I hear him chuckle softly before rolling over and grabbing his phone.
"Damn. 4.30. You want something to eat baby?"
"Mhm. Yes please. I'm starving."
He gives me a soft kiss on the forehead. Oh my god he makes me weak.
He gets out of bed and walks to the kitchen. Completely naked.
I pull my pants on and throw on Davids white shirt.
I peer around the doorframe and watch him making a call. His voice is clear as he speaks.
"Yeah, I'd like to order a large pepperoni pizza with extra cheese....yeah..okay..that's fine. Thank you."
He puts the phone down and catches a glimpse of me in the doorway.
I grin.
"That's what every girl wants to see," I walk over to him and walk around his gorgeous frame.
"Her man ordering pizza naked."
He laughs and steps closer to me.
"And every man wants to see his woman wearing his shirt wide open with nothing under it."
I smirk and kiss his cheek softly.
"David...my dear, sweet David Bowie."
He grins wide and throws his arm over my shoulder.
"To what do I owe the pleasure, my love?"
I giggle and hug him.
"I had no idea what you were talking about in class the other day. I don't give a shit about Tchaikovsky!"
His laugh echoes through the room.
"I know you don't baby! But I have to teach it to you. The "Romeo and Juliet Fantasy Overture" is boring, I'll even admit that.""Hey David?"
"Yes?"
I lean in close to his ear before whispering,
"I think you'd better put on some clothes before the pizza delivery guy gets here."*10 minutes later*
We're sitting, fully dressed on the couch chatting to each other and the doorbell rings.
David gets up and I stay sitting comfortably on the couch.
I'm the luckiest girl in the world to have him..if it wasn't for Kelvin..we'd have no worries.David walks back in holding a large pizza box.
He opens it and sets it on the couch.
"Dinner is served."
I pick up the largest slice and go to take a bite.
David laughs.
"Oh you would, wouldn't you! Largest slice!"
Our laughter fills the room before I can reply.
"Hey! I'm hungry. And I always go for the largest."
David smirks.
"Was that a sexual reference?"
My reply is immediate.
"Yes it was."After eating the entire pizza, and gulping back a large soda between us, David drives me to the bus station.
He parks right outside the door and leans in and kisses my lips softly."Text me when you get home sweetheart."
I gaze into his eyes lovingly.
"I will, baby.""And don't worry about Kelvin, I'll figure out a way to shut him up."
I kiss his lips one last time.
"Okay baby. I love you."
"I love you too."
I get out of the car and wave to him before walking in to catch my bus.
Damn. I'm so lucky to have him in my life.*Pretty short chapter! I'm so sorry I haven't been able to get a chapter to you guys sooner, but I've been pretty busy recently, and also writers block is a BITCH! I'll try to update another chapter soon! Love you guys so much, and thanks for reading as always!* ❤️
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"A New Music Teacher" David Bowie fanfiction. *ON HOLD AND UNDER SLIGHT EDITING*
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