Love behind the screen {student/teacher}

Chap37 Lacey~ Revenge is as sweet as sugar, but sharp as a knife

So, I've been getting private messages from people about my editing. Yes I know that I have many spelling mistakes, but I am part dyslexic. That means, I spell things the way the sound. Like "farther" I have to pay extra attention when writing it, because it's kind of fixed in my brain how some words are spelled, and since auto correct thinks it's still a word. Please don't give me hate, I am trying my hardest. 

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 My eyes are open, but only a crack due to the light. Different colours that include of red, orange and yellow meet my newly awakened eyes. 

 I try to sit up, but a dead-weight holds me down, so I can't physically move. My head shifts a tiny bit and a smile meets my lips when I see who the dead-weight is. 

 Somehow my arm snakes around the dysfunctional position and starts to play with his hair. I know he likes to wake up this way, and by the way he is shuffling, he is awaking from his dreams.

 "Wake up Chase." His head rustles against these horrible hospital clothes, but he was waking up, and that was the main part. 

 "Five more minutes. . ." He moans the cliche line.  It was actually kind of cute; How his hair was all spiked up from staying in the awkward position.

 "Chase, my boob is going numb." I blush a little, admitting that my boob was irritating because he was leaning on it . . . and since I had no bra on, they were loose and unprotected, adding more embarrassment.

 Slowly his eyes open, revealing his pupils and the color around them. "You're awake," His attractive voice meets my ears, sending a shiver down my painful spine.

 "So are you. . . and you're on my boob." I repeat, the feeling getting too uncomfortable to stand.

 "Sorry, you're just too comfy." I smile and play with his hair once again. He smiles slightly, before kisses my stomach. A sharp pain shoots through my body, an I hiss in pain. Chase realizes and apologizes quickly.

 "It's OK, I'm just a little sore."

 "What's sore?"

 I bite my lip, and look away. "Everywhere. . ." I whisper, praying he didn't hear me, but of course he did.

 "I'm going to kill that little shit!" Chase curses, and immediately covers his mouth like a 5-year old. "I mean, I'm going to kill that little Sith." I smile as wide as I could with the Star Wars reference. "I'm never going to leave you alone again. I love you cutie. I will never let you go."

 "I-I love you too." I stuttered, not expecting this confession. I mean, I know that he feels that way, and I feel all the same, but it feels so strange hearing it. Almost foreign. I don't deserve his love, he deserves someone who doesn't cause him worry all the time.

 "I'm so glad you're okay." He smiles, while moving a strand of hair behind my ear. It's the cliche moment, and I hate cliche's, but his touch is making watch his every move.

 He moves closer, and shuts his eyes, and I do the same. I feel his lips on mine once again, and the feeling causes me whimper and want to pull him closer. Having his lips on mine makes me realize how much I have actually missed him.

 "I sure have missed that." He says, keeping his left had on my, now blushing, cheek. Amusements shine in his eyes as he see's my cheeks redden. I blush deeper at his laugh. Who knew a simple sound could send shivers down my spine.

 Suddenly the door opens someone I was least expecting. 

 "Can I speak with Lacey for a moment alone please?" He asks, his eyes pleading. Chase looks at me unsure on either to leave me with him.