Teach Me

Confess your feelings

Two month later, Emmas maths started to become better. If she continued to learn that much she could actually pass the class.

Emma started to like Regina even more. Thanks to her she stopped thinking about Killian. Emma knew she couldn't keep her feelings for Regina as a secret for long. Every tutoring lesson she was about to tell her about how she felt, but she got scared all the time.

Emma just sat next to Regina and listened to her beautiful voice. She liked it how her lips moved and the way she used her hands when she spoke. She was so passionate when she teached. You could see that she really loved her job.

"Emma? EMMA?! Did you listen to me?"

"Oh... Uhm.... Yeah of course!" Emma stuttered.

"Great. Then I am sure you can solve that." She pointed at a text task and Emma got nervous.

"Umm... I... Well... It could be possible that I didn't listen all the time BUT I swear I listened at the beginning!" She tried to defend herself.

Regina giggled but said serious:" Emma you really have to start consentrade!" and added "and stop staring!" She smirked at Emma which blushed hard.

"Okay I am going to explain it one last time..."

When Emma understood it Regina said:" Do you have any other questions, dear?"

Emma thought about it. Should she tell her teacher, that she had feelings for her? What if she didn't feel the same? She didn't want to lose Regina!

Regina saw her student struggle with something and said:" Emma, I thought I made myself clear, when I said you could tell me anything. What are you struggling with?"

Emma blushed. She wondered how the brunet knew her so well but now there was no turning back. She opened her mouth and said:" I... But it's not a maths question. And I don't know if I should really ask. It's kind of personal."

"Well you can try. Let's say if I feel uncomfortable with the question I don't have to answer ok?" Regina suggested. She was very curious now.

"Okay. So... Umm... When I had to stay after class the first time and told you I was straight, you told me that there is nothing wrong about being... gay. Do you... Do you still think so?" Emma stuttered. She didn't feel comfortable to talk about such themes but she just had to know.

"Yes, dear. I still think so." She answered with a small giggle.

"Umm... and are... are you... gay?" It was silent for a while and she regretted the question and added as fast as she could:" I... I am sorry. I shouldn't have asked. I think I should go now." She packed her things and went before Regina could say another word. She knew she had screwed up.

During the whole weekend she had to think about Miss Mills. How could she go to school on Monday?! She was so stupid! She shouldn'thave asked!

On Monday she went to school in a bad mood. She didn't want to see Regina. Ruby and Belle, of course, noticed immediately that something was wrong.

"What's wrong Em? Someone having a bad day?" Ruby asked.

"No, I am okay. Just tired. That's all."

They entered the class and Emma immediately looked at Regina. But she didn't look at her. 'Told you Swan. You screwd up' She thought. She sat down and didn't notice the little sheet on her desk.

"Em, someone wrote you a message." Ruby smirked. Emma grabbed the letter and read:

Stay after class. I think we have to talk. -R

The only thought Emma had during the entire class was: Fuck. You screwed up!

Ruby wanted to read the letter and bugged Emma all the time. But Emma just ignored her. She was too nervous.

When the bell rung she just stayed at her seat. She looked embarrassed at her fingers. Regina closed the door and leaned against the desk infront of her. Emma still didn't look at her.

"Emma, dear, don't be so embarrassed. There is nothing to be embarrassed!" She said soft.

Emma lifted her head in surprise. She wasn't angry?!

"So why did you ran away on Friday?"

"I... My mouth was faster than my mind again... I guess. ....I shouldn't have asked you such a question. That was very impolite from me and I am sorry. I just.... I thought you were angry." Emma said quiet.

"Emma, I told you, you could ask me anything. I told you I wouldn't answer if I felt uncomfortable. There is nothing you could be sorry for. You did nothing wrong." She said.

"But... but why didn't you say anything. Did I make you feel uncomfortable?" Emma asked hesitating.

"No, dear. It was perfectly okay. I was just taken aback by your question. I didn't think you would ask that so it took me a moment but you were already gone." The brunet explained.

"I... I am sorry."

"I told you, dear, there is nothing you could be sorry for." She waited a moment before she said:" Yes, I am."

Emma looked at her confused and Regina giggled.

"I am gay, dear. I am not ashamed of it."

"You are?! But you are so hot." Emma slammed her hands infront of her mouth. She did not just say that, did she?! She blushed hard as she heard Regina giggling and looked at her.

"Well thank you, dear." She waited a moment before she added quietly:" Does that make you feel uncomfortable?"

"What?! No of course not! I don't have a problem with that!" Emma said immediately. And she REALLY had no problem with that.

"Good, dear. So why did you ask?" Regina asked with new confidence.

"I... I am scared, Regina. When I tell you, I am sure you will find me gross. And I don't want to lose you but I think I just can't keep it a secret any longer." Emma said way too fast and Regina just looked at her and waited for her to continue. Regina looked calm but in the inside she died out of happiness! She knew what would come now.

Emma continued:" I think I... kinda like you a little bit too much." She looked away immediately. She knew, that her teacher wouldn't feel the same but she just had to say it. She nervously played with her fingers.

Finally, Regina answered:" Good. Because I 'kinda like you' too."

Emmas head flew up:" You do?!"

"Yeah of course, dear. How could I not?! I don't talk to other students like this!" She grinned at Emma and the blond smiled back.

"Oh my gosh I was so fucking scared of telling you!" Emma confessed

"Language dear. And I am proud of you for telling me. I know it wasn't easy for you." She took Emmas hand in hers and squeezed it. "But now... I think you have a class to go to." She said firmly.

Emma groand and whined:" I don't want to"

"But you have to, dear. We can talk on Friday again."

"Okay" Emma said and smiled at the brunet before she went out of class.

'What the fuck did just happen?!' was the only thing Emma could think of. Her grin was gigantic as she entered the gym.

I hope you liked it

-L