Breaking the Rules [Student/Teacher Romance]

Chapter 12

"No no no! Mia!" I wake up to Will's voice and I'm getting pushed.  It  takes me a second to realize I'm choking.  I can't breathe in, I can't  swallow.  I feel a hard smack on my back and I vomit over the bed and  floor, I scream out and wail like a baby, "shhhh" he pulls me up and  holds my head against his chest.  I feel my whole body shake with  terror.  Is this really Will? I'm too scared to open my eyes.

WILL.

Just as I step out the shower I can hear her coughing and  spluttering.  I pull my shorts up and run in to my room where I left her in my bed,
"Mia"  I call,  I dive on to the bed, "no no no! Mia!"  my voice shaking.  I  push her on to her side, the sound of her choking makes me want to be  sick with fear.  I slam my hand against her back and she throws up on my  bed and floor wailing and screaming as soon as it's up.  I feel tears  roll down my face and I pull her up to me, holding her close to my  chest,  "shhhh" I rock slowly.  Her body is shaking and she's sobbing in  to my chest.  I rest my forehead on the top of her head and hold her.  Why am I such an asshole? 
I  hear her cry herself back to sleep.  Every now and then she'll jump and  wake up again, crying.  That will slowly quieten down and she'll drift  off.  It's a horrible cycle, but I keep her close to my chest. 
   "I'm not letting you go again baby girl" I whisper in to her hair.  I  slowly lay us both down on the other side of the bed so we're in a  spooning position.  I nuzzle my face in to the back of her neck and keep  my arms around her.

MIA.

I groan and stretch out.  My body feels like I've been hit by a  truck.  I feel something hard behind me, but when I try and roll over I  feel pinned down.  I slowly open my eyes, the bright light coming  through the window immediately making me close them again.  I slowly  open one and let it adjust before opening the other.  I look down and  see a heavy arm draped over me.  I look up and see sick on the bed.  Fuck.  I feel a blush spread over my whole body.  This is Will's room!? I move his arm off me and I sit up,
  "Woah" he groans, "Shit, Mia.  Are you okay?"  I feel him sit up behind me,
   "I'm going to be sick" I scramble off the bed and run to the bathroom.   I still feel drunk.  I drop to the toilet and I'm violently sick. 
I  start the shower and down a glass of water.  I open the drawer to look  for a toothbrush and spot my old one that I kept here and it gives me  goosebumps.  I pick it up out the drawer and stare at it. He kept it.

*****

I stand by the bathroom door and take a deep breath before opening it  slowly and peeking round.  I hear movement in the kitchen and I gently  walk out.  I see Will stuffing his sheets in a bin bag.  My face goes a  whole new shade of red.  He catches me from the corner of his eye and  does a double take,
  "Mia" he breathes.  I pull my towel tight around me and shift on my feet,
  "Morning" I croak, nibbling my lip and looking down,
  "Are you okay?" he walks over to me and cups my face, looking in to my eyes with a frown on his face,
   "Uh...I guess so...I think so"  I mumble, "I feel pretty shit but I'm  okay" I nod, wincing at the pain, I feel like my brain is rattling  around my head,
  "I'll put fresh sheets on the bed now" he moves past me and goes to get fresh sheets.  I feel my eyes water.  I really do love him.  I  grab a bottle of water from the fridge and slowly walk to his room.   He's making the bed, he's in grey shorts but still shirtless. I watch  him and feel my heart breaking, how can you be so close to someone but  feel so far away? The tears come back. I close my eyes, taking a deep  breath in of the fresh air coming in through the open windows.  I can  practically feel it travel through my body, picking up all the bad  things and getting rid of them with every exhale.  I open my eyes and  see Will watching me, there's the shadow of a smile on his face and he  looks away.  My heart aches inside my chest, I just need to be his. I  walk over to the bed,  "Ok" he sighs, looking down at it, "do you want  uh, pyjamas?" he looks at me in the towel.  I shake my head slowly.   "You don't?" he raises an eyebrow.  I shake my head again, "Okay" he  smirked,  "I'll leave you to it" he nods at me,  we hold the eye contact  for a few seconds before I let the towel drop to the floor.  I stand in  front of him, his eyes stay on mine, his lips part. I feel my eyes fill  with tears but I blink them back. I know I'm in my underwear but I feel  so vulnerable. Neither of us know what to say or where to look.
"Thank you" I whisper and look down, breaking the eye contact first,
"For what?" He steps closer,
"Well  I don't know what happened last night but I'm assuming you..saved me" I  look away. Will reaches out and takes my hand. He leads me to the bed  and sits down, leading me down next to him. He sits up against the  headboard and I lay next to him, I feel his fingers lightly tracing  patterns on my shoulder,
  "You got very drunk" he started quietly,  "you were...dancing with a guy" his voice sounded tense, "Ryan called  me, telling me you were at a party and really drunk so I came to see  you, I wasn't planning on taking you home but the way you were...I  didn't really have a choice" he laughs before his voice turns cold  again, "he had his hands all over you, you were so in and out of  consciousness you weren't stopping him. I couldn't help myself" he runs  his hand over his face,  "he was kissing you, his hand up your clothes,  touching your breasts, it just...it was horrible... So I punched him" I  sat up quickly and looked at him, he didn't look sorry in the slightest.  More pained that he'd seen someone all over me like that,  "with him  down you just dropped to the floor which was when I realised you had no  idea what he was doing.  Me and Ryan got you outside, we were trying to  get you to the car but you started having a panic attack. You were  sobbing, shaking, struggling to breathe...so I stayed with you and you  fell asleep, I got you in my car and got you home, I put you to bed. Do  you remember what happened in the middle of the night?" His fingers play  with a loose strand of hair, I shake my head, not wanting to talk in  case I vomit at the thought of myself. "I couldn't sleep so  went for a shower, when I got out I could hear you choking...you were  choking on your own sick...I turned you over and you were sick over the  side of the bed and floor. You were pretty shaken up, but cried yourself  to sleep again" he stopped. I couldn't get any words out so I just sit  up and look at him,
  "Will...I am so sorry" my tears spill out of my eyes, . He shrugs and gently wipes them away,
  "I'm just glad I got there in time" he gently presses his lips to my forehead making me close my eyes and let out a deep sigh,
"Thank  you" I whisper quietly. I will never be able to thank him enough. I  reach down and grab the blanket, pulling it over us both. I feel Will  move down the bed slightly so he's laying there with me, and it takes  seconds for me to feel myself drifting off to sleep.