midnight |c.c imagines

the glare// c.c

When you thought high school was tough. College was worse. Especially university. When everyone expects the best of you. When everyone feels that eerie feeling in their stomach of exam season. Not me of course.

Everybody in their dorms, studying hard. Determined to ace that trigonometry test. Or that final on physiology. But not me. I roamed the halls of the dorms looking for some freedom. Some actual fun away from those zombie like eyes, sleep deprived. That's were I saw that glare. Those eyes beamed through the dark hallways. The light of her brown eyes burned a whole in my heart. My heart was easy to reach.

"Get back in your dorm. It's past curfew."

Her voice was stern and she spat through the dark hallways. I didn't dare to say a word, but the scoffing sound slipped out of my mouth. The sound of a low growl filled the hollowness of the situation. Then the glare made an appearance. The nasty and salty glare that the girl gave me pierced right through my exposed heart. I couldn't but whimper in pain.

I recognized that voice but not enough to make out who it was. It was like it was in my memory but I wanted to go away. Like it didn't matter to me. But clearly it did. The effect she had on me. The nostalgic feeling that sizzled up and down my spine made me shutter.

"y/n . Go. Back. To. Your. Dorm. Right now I'm telling you. This instant."

She knew my name. I pulled out a small lighter from my back pocket. Heart broken, tears fell once a long time ago. The lighter represented the hate that I didn't want to express. It was a metaphor.

The light flickered into the thin air of darkness and shined. It put a face on the voice. My eyes widen. It's the principal. Head of this whole university. Ms. Cabello. But I like to call her Camila just to piss her off.

"So Camila? What are you doing on campus, hmm right next to my dorm room at this hour?"

I smirked. She groaned in frustration. Hiding the fact that I caught her red handed right next to my dorm room for some reason after hours. I chuckled and fumbled with the keys to my dorm and opened the door. I moved out of the way so she could come in. She just stood there. I lifted an eyebrow.

"Won't you come in, "Ms. Cabello" I emphasized her name. Se rolled her eyes and cleared her throat. She stepped into my dorm and I closed the door behind us. I tossed my keys on my bed and my bag next to the small desk in the corner of the dorm.

"Surprisingly clean." I heard her mumble. I rolled my eyes and plopped onto the computer chair and stared at her intensely. She gave me another glare. I checked out what she was wearing. Nothing like the same white dress shirt and black pencil skirt she had on. It was casual. She had on a plain white t shirt, ripped jeans, and some sneakers on. 

"Can you stop staring me. It's making me uncomfortable. You're one of my students."

I smirked. I plopped onto my bed and kept staring at her. For a moment it looked like she really liked it. She shook her head abruptly.

"May I ask why are you here, Camila?" I ask sincerely. Camila sighed and sat next to me on my bed. I didn't expect that at all. She didn't look straight at me but she started talking.

"I've been observing you from afar. You're different from all of the others. It might seem wrong for me as a 27 year old principle wanting something more from one of her 20 year old students. But I really want something more. I couldn't contain the urges of me thinking about you in a certain way that isn't school appropriate. I just wanted to-"

I wasn't thinking straight when I cut her off by kissing her. I cupped her cheek as I mindlessly tossed the bag next to her towards the ground. The sound didn't bother me as she straddled my waist. We didn't have a care in this world. She admired me and I admit, I admired her back.

Her breathes got shakier by the second. Her whines captivated me as I've never seen her in this vulnerable yet sexy state. I trailed down towards her neck and gave her a wet & sloppy kiss.

"I'm actually 21 so you're good. Mm very good actually." I breathed out heavily.

a/n: I was trying to be cheeky at the end. I swear I'm five 😊😂