Secrets ➣ Cricky ➣ Teacher X Student

Our Little Secret

"There's not much else to say, I suppose... I mean, I play guitar and hope to be in a band some day," I spoke awkwardly, sitting in front of his desk. He wouldn't break his gaze with me, making shivers go down my spine.

"You're very similar to myself, Ricky. I couldn't help but notice you didn't look that happy when walking around with Ashley- sorry, Miss Costello," he said, slight concern laced in his soft voice, "is everything okay?"

"I just... I won't lie to you, I do get bullied. Yeah, you get the stereotype of jocks and all that bullshit, but it's actually from a group of people similar to our style," I huffed, sinking down in my chair.

He furrowed his perfectly drawn on eyebrows together, "who are they? There's a few kids in my class today who seemed to be little assholes."

"The girl's called Franccesca and she usually hangs around with this guy called Mike, they sometimes hang around with a couple of other guys, Luke, Kyle and Matt. Kyle's actually really nice..."

"Yeah, I know them..." He groaned, "they never pay attention. Yeah, they play decent music and are pretty good on the instruments, but shit, sometimes I want to yell bloody murder at them." I nodded and sunk further in my seat, looking up at him. "So, Ricky, what do they do?"

I felt tears prickle in my eyes and I held back a slight hiccup, "uh... They follow me home, sometimes jump me during the evenings when I'm getting home from after school study sessions..." I let out a slight whimper and he came from behind his table, kneeling in front of me and moving stray hairs away from my eyes as a couple of tears escaped.

"Stick with me, okay? They can't hurt you," he whispered, his touch lingering against mu cheek, which I momentarily leaned into. I don't know what is was, but there was a spark. I didn't know what came over me when I captured his pierced lips on mine, clenching onto the collar of his dress shirt. I was expecting him to kiss back so quickly, but he did.

I pulled away and looked up at him, "w-we shouldn't do this... But fuck, it feels so right..." I spoke up breathlessly, earning a quick peck on the lips from the taller male in front of me.

"I mean, it could work, right? Just a secret between you and I..."

"Are you sure? It seems a bit risky- you can lose your job, or get in serious trouble with the law-"

He silenced me with another electrifying kiss, pulling away and stroking my face with the back of his hand, "it's our secret, Ricky... But I don't want you feeling as though you can't take it..."

"I think I'll cope, Mister Cerulli..."

"Please, call me Chris," he beamed, pressing his lips against my forehead just before the bell for the next class rung. I felt my cheeks burn intensely as he walked away. I picked up my bag before he lead me to the door, giving me a quick wink. "I'll see you during lunch, I suppose."

"For definite," I chirped, leaning up and giving his a quick, chaste kiss just before he opened the door to a bunch of impatient students. I noticed Josh was in the line giving me a confused look. I timidly waved and smirked. Not really a good move, but hey. I'm with a fucking music teacher, a fucking good looking one that is.