Christian Slater one shots

Mr. Slater

I cried out as I was suddenly slammed into the lockers. Damn it, of course this had to happen now. I had stayed after school to hang out at the library, and was just now making my way out. There was this group of bullies that always seemed to know where I was lat any given time. I could never escape them, and no one would help me out. They spat the same insults they usually did as they kicked me around on the ground. But a voice called out, stopping them.

"Hey!! What are you doing?!" The voice sent my group of bullies bolting away, while I was curled up on the ground, a bloody bruised mess. I recognized the voice as my English teacher's.

"Kat?? Oh goodness what happened." Mr. Slater asked. For once in my life as I stared into his eyes I wasn't thinking about how hot I thought he was, but how I wanted to bad to leave. I don't want him to see me in my weakest state.

"I-I gotta get out of here!" I cried out as I tried to get up, but my injuries stopped me from getting far. Mr. Slater helped me up.

"You're right, we do gotta get you outta here," he started to help me outside, but it didn't take long for me to black out.

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When I awoke, it was just starting to get dark out. I found myself in an unfamiliar room on a bed. It smells really good tho... Could this be?... no, there's no way I'm at Slater's house! That would be pretty rad though.... him and I have always gotten along very well, he always helped me study, and we even liked the same things. I got up and started looking around, to see if I could find out where I was. I limped downstairs to find Mr. Slater on the couch reading a book.

"S-slater?" I asked quietly. His attention immediately snapped from his book to me.

"Kat, you're awake! How are you feeling?" He asked as he got up and came over to me.

"I hurt," I said.

"Of course dearie. Do you want any painkillers?" He asked. Before I could even answer he whisked away to get me some.

"Why am I here?" I asked loud enough so he could hear.

"You passed out as I tried to help you outside. I don't know your address, plus I know you don't like being at home anyways. So I decided to bring you here." He came back and handed me painkillers.

"But I can't stay here," I said as I took them.

"Well you can.... just don't tell anyone..." he trailed off.

"Thanks Slater," I said.

"Call me Chris," he smiled at me. He always managed to make my heart melt. I truly believe we would be together if he wasn't my teacher and I wasn't his student.

"I couldn't agree more with you Kat," he smiled at me. I blushed and looked down.

"Crap I said that out loud, didn't I?" I mumbled.

"You did. But I truly do agree. We get along so well and have so much in common," I looked up into his eyes.

"That's true.." I trailed off. Chris then carefully pulled me closer, and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. I smiled a lot as fireworks erupted inside me.

"Come on, we should probably sleep," Chris scooped me up and carried me upstairs. We spent the whole night cuddled up close to each other in his bed.

Ugh this probably sucks rip.