How can I not love you? (Student/Teacher)

Nineteen

P.o.v Daniel
I woke up as I felt her body against me.

"Stop staring at me." I mumbled

"Goodmorning to you too."

I smiled pulling her closer to me. "Goodmorning Josephine. Is it just me or is your head banging as well?"

"Aw your old ass can't take a bit of alcohol?"

I laughed. God, I like this girl.

"My old ass? I'm not old."

"Yes you are."

"Last night I didn't hear you complain." I smirked. Last night was something I had wanted to do for a while. I know it's wrong and I shouldn't have done it, but with all the alcohol and the urge to touch her, I couldn't stop myself. The fact she wanted it too pulled me over the edge. There is something about Josephine that attracts me to her. She's special.

"Yeah about that..."

"What about it?"

"It was wrong, you're still my teacher, I'm not eightteen yet, which makes this - pointing between us - illegal."

"Did you like it?" I asked with a serious tone. As long as we both want this I don't see a problem. If people won't find out until she's eightteen everything should be fine. Except for the part that I'm here teacher but we will figure that out later.

"Yes."

"Then I don't see a problem here."

She smiled looking up to me. Those eyes are to drown in, everything about her is just perfect.

I gave her a tender kiss. "I sure as hell don't regret it."

She pulled back. "I'm sorry by the way."

"For what Josephine?"

"For not giving you anything in return."

"Oh please. Don't you ever, ever, think you need to do anything in return."

She shouldn't think this way, I don't want her to feel obligated to do anything just because I did things to her.

"You're adorable." She looked me in the eyes

"I'm not." I pouted.

"You are."

I sighed, kissing her again.

-

I was making some breakfast as Josephine was taking a shower upstairs. I looked out the window, which was just above my sink, to Josephine's house. I saw that the car, I assumed was her dad's, was still outside. I hope for her that her parents are okay again, or that they'll just tell her whats wrong. I hate to see her like this, I know she is trying to cover it up but I can see how broken she is. The worst thing about all of this is that there is nothing I can do about it and me liking her is probably not helping much either.

I heard my phone ringing.

"Hello?"

"Hey Daniel! How is my favourite brother?" My sister practically yelled in my ear.

"Hey Tessa, you know I'm your only brother right?"

"Doesn't hurt to say you're my favourite right?"

I laughed, my sisters and I had always gotten along with each other. They had moved to France last summer to work as animation at some summerpark. Ever since they haven't gotten back because they love the country so much.