The next morning I woke up to a blinding light coming through my window.
"Shit, someone close that!" I muttered into my pillow as I turned over.
"Well look at sleeping beauty," Sarah giggled.
I groaned in annoyance.
"How did we even get back last night?" I asked, lifting my body up so that I could talk properly.
"Well unlike you, I can handle my drinks. You were completely wasted!" Sarah said, laughing again.
"Yeah, yeah. Get to the point," I was in no mood this morning and my head was killing me.
"I found you sitting with some guy but I couldn't really make his face out. I think you passed out at one point so he looked after you. We got a taxi home and well here we are," Sarah explained.
"Oliver," I breathed. I was in deep thought trying to remember last night.
"What about Oliver?" Sarah asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I was with him last night."
"Holy shit!" Sarah screamed.
"Fuck sake, not like that! We were just talking for a bit," I explained to her.
I remembered what Oliver told me last night. I can still remember everything. Well most of it, my mind is still a little bit fuzzy.
His wife is pregnant.
But why did he feel the need to tell me that?
Better not tell Sarah this news otherwise he'll end up in hospital.
*
I was standing outside English not daring to go in yet. This is slowly starting to become a habit of mine.
I took a deep breath and walked in with my head down.
I sat at my desk and straight away, Oliver and I made eye contact.
He blushed for some reason then began teaching.
*
The bell finally went after a very long, drawn out English class.
"Uh Leah? Can I talk to you?" Oliver asked as I began walking towards the door. As per usual I'm always one of the last to leave this class.
I gave him a slightly confused look but nodded my head anyway. He shut the door then turned his attention to me.
"Look I think we need to talk about what happened on Saturday night," he began.
"Yeah I still can't believe it, if I'm totally honest," I said laughing slightly.
"I didn't mean for it to happen, it just did. I couldn't help myself," Oliver said, smiling slightly.
"You're okay with it though?" I asked taking a seat on one of the tables.
"Of course I am, but I don't know if I want it to happen again," he said, looking slightly nervous.
"Are you sure? I mean you might plan on having more kids in the future if it's the right timing?" I wasn't sure why he was acting like this.
"Kids?" He suddenly asked.
"Um yeah? Isn't that what you told me on Saturday? What were you talking about?" I was getting very confused now.
"Oh nothing forget about it," Oliver then went to sit at his desk.
"I'm always here for you to talk to Olly, you know that right?"
He looked up at me with sad eyes for a second. My heart fluttered a little but I pushed that feeling away quickly.
"Thank you," Oliver whispered, looking down.
"I should get going, I'll see you tomorrow?" I said making my way towards the door.
"Do you really not remember anything else about that night?" He asked, well almost pleaded more like.
"Not much, why?" He was in such a strange mood today.
"Doesn't matter, it was just a really fun night. You can go now," he said, smiling. Although a part of me knew the smile was fake.
I nodded and made my way out.
*
"I can't believe he's gone and knocked her up," Sarah laughed. She was in hysterics at the minute.
"Okay, can you calm down for a second please?"
"I'm sorry," she laughed, "but how do you feel about it though? I mean I'd be pretty shocked."
How do I feel about it? I haven't really gave it much thought.
"I am quite shocked I guess?"
"Is that all?" She queried.
"Well yeah I can't really think of another emotion to describe how I'm feeling," I snapped.
Maybe I shouldn't have said that.
There was a small part of me that was angry and maybe a little bit sad but I pushed them thoughts away. I can't let myself get upset over someone I can't have.
"Okay, can I continue my homework now?" I asked, with still a hint of annoyance in my voice.
Sarah nodded and went back to her books.
We had been sitting in my room for the past half an hour and she decided to bring Oliver into our conversation.
As I got back to my homework, I couldn't help but think about the way Oliver was acting earlier.
Did something else happen that night? He was certainly implying that for sure.
I think it's best if I don't bring this one up to Sarah otherwise she'll never let it go.
*
(Oliver's P.O.V)
I watched as she left the room totally unaware of what happened.
A part of me wishes she remembered the amazing kiss we shared but I'm also glad she doesn't. I wouldn't know how to deal with it.
I don't even know why I did it in the first place. I've got a wife who's pregnant at home, I shouldn't be acting like this.
When I got home that night after the club, it was late and Clarissa was already asleep so I didn't have to deal with all her questions.
I ended up collapsing onto the sofa and passing out.
The next morning Clarissa was acting as normal, as if she hasn't told me she was pregnant the night before.
I think she was maybe expecting me to say or do something but I couldn't bring myself to speak.
The memories of the night before came flooding back.
The drinking. The dancing. The kiss.
I was too afraid to speak.
Clarissa didn't question it thankfully.
I'm now sitting at my desk with my head in my hands, thinking how hard my life is right now.
I don't feel anything for Leah anymore surely?
But why did I kiss her? My feelings are all over the place right now.
Every time I look at Clarissa I get that loving feeling inside like I should for my wife but then there's Leah.
There's still something there, but I can't act on it.
What a fucked up world I live in...
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I Fell In Love With My Teacher
Roman d'amourLeah thought that Year 12 was just another ordinary year, she was wrong. The new teacher Dr Morrison, who just so happens to be her English teacher, catches her eye. Will she develop feelings for him? Does he like her back?