Your POV:
History class ended and everyone got ready to leave home. I was just sitting their bored and looking at my teacher. He then looks at me and tells me to come over to his desk. I then got up and went straight to his desk and he told me "(y/n).. i need to speak with you when everyone leaves." He had a concerned face again. I was really nervous and i told him "oh.. ok. Let me text my mom about it.." i take out my phone from my pocket and texted my mom...
[The text]
You: Hey mom. Is it fine if you can come a couple of hours later. I gotta talk to one of my teachers
Mom: what? Well.. ok hun.. ill come at 5pm ok.
You: Thanks mom
[End of text]
(Back to you)
"Alright i told her and she said she'll come and pick me up at 5pm.." he then says "ok thats good. Just grab a chair and sit in front of my desk." I did what he asked and grabbed one of the chairs and placed it in front of his desk and sat down. The bell rang and everyone left home and we just sat their with the class empty. I was nervous.. really nervous.. my hands started to sweat and my heart was beating fast. I ended up having anxiety. I put my hand on my chest and tried to calm down... but.. my history teacher noticed...
History teachers POV:
As i was preparing a couple of stuff for tomorrow, i looked at (y/n) and she didnt look too well. I saw her hand go to her chest like if she was in pain. I got worried and realized that it was her anxiety. I got up quick and pushed her hair back so i can see her face better and placed my hand on her cheek. She... she was warm.. her cheeks are kinda red too.. she looked like she was gonna faint. I said "(y/n)?... are you ok.. you dont look too good.." i tried to put my hand on her shoulder, but she pushed my arm away and said "i..im fine.. it happens" she smiled sofly. I sat back down and waited a little while until she was back to her state. When everything got settled, i started to speak.
Your POV:
We were their in silence until i felt better. Once i felt better, my teacher spoke. He said "I understand if you want to keep it to yourself. I understand if its personal.. but.. (y/n).. please. I need you to tell me what you're going through. I hate seeing you all upset and stressed and acting like you're ok. You dont have to lie to me anymore, and i promise not to tell anyone..." he then gave me a worried look. I was shocked when he told me that... but.. he was right. I have been lying about my feelings. I just didnt want others to get worried about me. Thats it. I trust him too much. All these years having him as my history teacher changed me completely. We are friends.. and i ended up falling in love with him. A teacher. A guy that has a life already. Im gonna tell him. I look down at my knees and say "I am going through something. I am lying.. the reason i lied... was because i didn't want you to worry about me. I didnt want to get in your way. I didn't want you to have someone negative in your life. Yes. I am going through so much. Ive been trying to get good grades because i want my family to be proud of me for once... ive been having issues here and at home. My dad always comes home drunk and always makes my mother cry. Whenever my family fights... i always have to break the fight and bring them back together. Everyone is hard headed and no one understands me. Whenever im in pain, i always have to take care of myself because no one else can." Tears started to roll down my face "i cant do anything because im always alone. I lost so many friends and now i only have one.. But im gonna lose her soon because she has changed. I cant handle my life anymore. I wish i never exsisted. I was a disappointment to this world. I dont belong here. Everyone hates me. I lost people i cared about. Now your gonna hate me because i told you about my life. I.. im.. im useless...." i looked down and i was crying. I finally told him. Now hes gonna tell me to go because now he hates me.. i lost him.
History teachers POV:
She.. she told me... she finally told me... i didnt expect her to go through worse. I was speechless.. why.. why would she think that i will hate her. Why would she think shes useless. I looked at her. I felt extremely bad for her. I saw tears rolling down her face. Then she repeated again "im... useless..." i got angry that she thought she was useless. I finally spoke and told her "(y/n). Look at me in the eye." She didnt look at me. I said it again in a stronger manly voice. "(Y/n) Look at me now." She still was looking down. I got up and put my hand under her chin and made her look at me. I looked into her eyes and saw her eyes all watery. I then said "(y/n).. you mean the world to me. You're such a great student. I would never hate you. Now that you told me.. i care even more about you. You aren't useless. You have helped others, your art is amazing, you're kind, you're sweet, you're important, you respect others, what isnt there to love about you. I know one day there would be someone who would love you and have a great future with you" the truth is.. that i ended up loving her. Shes my student.. i..i cant love her like that.. but she's just so beautiful. Even when she cries. I know i wont be able to be with an amazing girl like her. Plus, i bet she doesnt feel the same way because im too old...
