My Teacher got Me Pregnant... Damn!!

A Date with My Teacher?!

Brody POV.

I watch as Tris walks out of the classroom. Shit, I can't believe I just asked out my student… But I had to. Right when I walked in the classroom this morning and saw her, how beautiful she was, how her hair flowed down her back, I knew there was something special about her.

I got her number before she left, I have to call her about tonight. She's so small and I feel like all I want to do is hold her and protect her. When I kissed her, I was surprised she kissed me back, her soft, full lips slowly moving against mine.

I guess I should start preparing for my next class.

Tris POV.

When the bell for lunch rings, I make my way to my locker. When I almost reach my locker, a hand wraps around my wrist, pulling me into a classroom. I can't help but shriek. As I look at the hand that grabbed me, I notice a cross tattoo on their inner wrist, and instantly recognise it from this morning. Brody. I look up to see him smirking, probably from my little shriek.

"What the hell!" I say, slapping his hand away from me. I cross my arms, trying to keep a straight face, but fail.

"Watch your mouth." He says still smirking.

"Whatever." I roll my eyes as I say that. "What do you want?"

"What? I'm not allowed to see you?" He fakes a pout, sticking out his lower lip over dramatically.

"Aww, poor baby." I say and kiss the tip of his nose. When I pull away he has a smile on his face. "Feel better?"

"Much better." He says as he slowly leans in. When his lips touch mine, I can feel butterflies in my stomach, and fireworks going off around us.

When he pulls away I can't help but let out a little whimper. When I do, my face instantly heats up and my cheeks turn red. I look down in embarrassment and cover my face with my hands.

He chuckles and says, "You're so cute when you blush."

I look up and see him smiling. He grabs my hands, my braclets pulling up a bit. He looks down at our hands and his smile instantly fades. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"Your wrists… They're cut… How?" He sounds sad but stern, demanding to know the answers. I quickly pull my hands away, wincing a little from the pain my wrists caused.

"It doesn't matter." I say shaking my head.

"Tris. Tell me." He demands.

"I… I d-did it." I choke out. Tears start coming from my eyes, dripping down my face. He wraps me in a hug, sitting on his desk and pulling me onto his lap. He whispers calming things into my ear, trying to get me to stop crying. After a few minutes I stop.

"Are you okay now?" He asks me in a soft voice. I nod, but quickly realize he probably won't like me after he found this out.

"You don't like me anymore, do you?" I ask in a whisper.

"This doesn't change anything." He says with a small smile dancing on his lips.

He slowly kisses me again, my hands going around his neck, and his hands on my waist. As we kiss I can't help but let out a small moan. He notices and laughs into the kiss. We pull away and I bury my face into his chest, not wanting him to see how red it is.

This is going to be an interesting night.

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After school, I start getting ready for my date. Brody will be here around 7:30. I start with a shower, washing my hair and body, and shaving my legs. When I get out, I wrap a towel around myself and my hair. I walk into my room and start my hunt for the perfect outfit. I decide on something dressy but casual, black skinny jeans, a loose pink and blue tank top, a black leather jacket, paired with my blue toms. I put on a black lace bra and underwear set and slip on my clothes. I walk into my bathroom and let my hair out of the towel, deciding to keep my hair naturally wavy, I put in some mouse. I quickly apply mascara and a thin line of eyeliner. I grab my phone and put it into my back pocket and grab my brown cross body purse. Luckily no one is home to question me on where I'm going.

My phone beeps and i pull it out to read the text. ' I'm outside. ~Brody ' It reads. I head out the front door, locking and shutting it before I leave.  I walk over to Brody's waiting car and slide into the passenger seat.

"Hey," I say, "where are we going?" I ask out of pure curiosity.

"I thought we could go to a little cafe just outside of town. Is that okay?" He asks, looking over at me.

"That sounds perfect." I say truthfully, smiling.

He pulls out of my driveway after I secure myself with the seatbelt.

As we're driving I start to become more and more nervous. This isn't supposed to be happening. I'm supposed to enjoy going on a date with a super hot guy who may or may not like me.

I notice I said that out loud when I hear Brody laugh. Shit, I need to stop saying this stuff out loud. My face instantly heats up and I know I'm beat red.

"You're cute when you blush." I here him say as he lifts my chin up to look at him. Only then do I realize that we are in the parking lot of a small coffee shop.

When we walk inside I notice the little details that makes this place more cozy and homey, the light wooden doors, off white coloured walls, small dark wooden tables throughout the shop, this is a place where you go to relax.

"What would you like?" Brody asks me as we walk up to the counter.

"Umm… a caramel latte please? And a chocolate chip muffin?"

"And I'll have a black coffee and a blueberry muffin."

"Sure, that'll be $11. 60." We hand the cashier the money and wait for our food. When we get it we walk to an open table. We sit down and start eating.

"Why are you so quiet?" I hear Brody ask when I'm sipping my drink.

"I just naturally am I guess."

"Tell me about yourself." He asks.

"Um ok… I have a mom and a 15 year old brother, Justin, but my father died when I was 13. I did gymnastics for 12 years and stopped last year to focus on school. I love animals but don't have any sadly." I say and notice Brody was hanging onto my every word. I blush and look down at my lap.

"Interesting. My father died when I was 3 so I didn't really know him. My mom, stepdad, 13 year old sister, and 17 year old brother live in Ireland because I'm originally from there. I played football for 7 years and I also love animals." He finishes.

"Interesting." I mock him. He chuckles and grabs my hand from across the table.

We soon finish our food and leave. The drive home is a comfortable silence with Brody holding my hand.

"I had a good night." I say quietly as we walk to my front door.

"Me too, it was fun." He kisses me on the cheek and whispers, "see you Monday." Then he gets in his car and drives away. Just like that he's gone.

I walk into the house, walking up to my room. Not bothering to change I flop down onto my bed, falling asleep with my last thought being, "today was the best day ever."