MJ imagines

Forgive me

Your POV
I don't know what I feel. Is it love, is it lust? Ok, let me tell you why I'm so...confused...My teacher, Michael Jackson, we started dating before he started teaching literature in my high school. I didn't know he was gonna be my teacher so, as I said, we started dating. Last week everyone left and as usual I would go to his office. We started making out but then he stopped...He said that this is wrong and that he has to find a job elsewhere wich meant that we had to stop seeing each other... Forever. I was so mad, I didn't say anything, I just left his office in tears. Two days ago he sent me a text, saying he wanted to talk and that I had to meet him in the park close to my school after 9.  At first I refused but he said it's really important so I decided that I will go and hear what he has to say. Technically what I'm doing now, is getting ready. My heart is beating out of my chest, I'm scared...Scared of what he has to say. Will he end things forever? Again? Will he say he wants me back? Will he say he's going to jail? I'm so scared....

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I stood on the bench, waiting for him pretty impatient, tapping my foot on the cold ground.... Suddenly I saw a car parking a few steps away from me. It was him. I literally jumped and walked through the rain, running, trying to keep myself dry but that couldn't happen. I quickly opened the door to the passenger seat and got in.
For a few minutes there was an akward silence until he decided to finally speak.
"I'm sorry" he said. I wasn't going to say anything, I wanted to hear him out first.
"I know that I acted stupid. That-that what I said was stupid" I just stood there looking through the front window, listening with a blank expression on my face. "I was a coward. I should've fought for you" I turned around and looked at him "Then why didn't you?" for a second he refused to look at me but then  turned around too. "Beacuse I wanted to find a job elsewhere and I didn't want to get you in trouble-" "If I was scared of being  in trouble, I wouldn't be where I am right now" I snapped. Silence. "And you know what, Michael? You-you don't get to choose how things are supposed to happen. You don't get to choose or say how I feel. And wheater you belive me or not, I have been always honest with you. And hiding your feelings from me is just like lying" he looked me in the eye, looking straight through my soul with a gentle intent. "I was wrong" he said deeply. Suddenly he inched closer to me. "Forgive me" he said and looked at my lips then back up at my eyes "No" I refused. He inched even closer, our lips almost touching. "Forgive me" he whispered. I breathed in sharply, trying to contain myself. I couldn't. Suddenly I kissed him with all I had and he immediately kissed back. I opened my mouth, feeling him breathe deeply into the mouth-opened kiss then his tongue dragging across my lips gently. He pulled me into his lap, tangling his fingers in my hair, then breathed heavily, trying to catch his breath. No words were needed. He just smiled and continued to kiss me  passionately.