Teacher

Chapter 21

Brandons POV

  I am on top of Nick enjoying his mouth moving in sync with mine. I feel like we were made for each other. We both are broken in our own ways but together we fix one another.

We are both moaning messes when I am sitting on his lap. I lick his bottom lip asking for an entrance when the doorbell rings. Nick looks like he saw a ghost as he mumbles shit. Seeing the fear in his eyes only made mine grow wider. He then proceeds to tell me that he forgot he was having Mrs. Patty over to discuss the assignments she wants us to have.

I climb off of him and run to his room. I leave the door cracked just enough where I can hear what they're saying. But something else catches my attention, notes. Notes he was writing to me the night we broke up. Notes he was writing to me to try and win me back. There were a ton of crumpled papers on the floor. It was as if he couldn't find the right words to say. The one on top of his dresser must have been the final draft.

It read, 'Brandon, I'm writing this letter just in case you won't talk to me on Monday. Just in case you are so pissed that you never want to be in the same building as me. I want to start off by stating the obvious that I am a dick and never deserved a boyfriend as amazing as you. I don't really know what you saw me in the first place. Anyways, I was way out of line to not completely brag about my date to Carter at the restaurant. Of course I wasn't going to come right out and say I was with you but I still could have said how amazing, sexy, smart, creative, ambitious, out-going, individualized, and all around pefect you are. I completely understand if you don't accept my apology. I completely understand if you don't ever in your life want to say one little word to me again. I just need you to understand how much you mean to me. I'm sure you know the darkness can be such a lonely place on your own. But ever since I met you, I look forward to waking up each day. I look forward to going to work because I got to see you. And now I'm losing you. Brandon, I can't promise I can be perfect for you. But I can promise to be is perfectly imperfect as I can. -Nick'

I'm in tears by the time I am done reading it. My stomach is burning when I'm done reading the note for the third time. It isn't burning for a bad reason.

It is burning because I love Nicholas David Horton.