Professor Sebastian Jones - Is It Love? Fan-fiction by SW

Chapter 11 - Only Girls' Weekend

The soonest Professor Jones enters the classroom he searches for me and smiles when he spots me. He goes to the platform, sets his material on his desk and head to the microphone to start his class.

Sebastian: Hello, everyone! We'll continue in our topic: fairies. Last class, we saw them from the perspective of...

His gaze falls on mine, and he has a mysterious smile on his lips.

Sebastian: ... the Celtic Mythology.

He moves his gaze away from mine and continues the class.

The sensation I have is that Sebastian is always teasing me. Maybe I'm just hallucinating as he left clear that he keeps his distance from his students. I sigh sadly, and Sarah looks at me with an enquiring face. I shake my head from one side to another to snap it out. I'm doomed!

Sebastian: Today, we'll see fairies in the perspective of the Christian Mythology. There're basically three main theories regarding the origin of fairies. One of them held that fairies were a class of demoted angels. Another popular Christian theory says that when the angels revolted, God ordered to shut the gates of heaven, those who were still in heaven remained angels, those who were in hell became demons, and those who were caught in between became my students of Myths & Legends... Oops... I mean, fairies.

Laugh springs all around. I love the way he teaches joking with his students, his knowledge about the subject and the passion he has for Myths & Legends.

I feel hypnotized by his words and fierce amber eyes during his classes. It's stronger than me, and I'm unable to explain what power he exerts on me. His magnetic dangerous wild aura attracts me like an iron attracts a magnet. It seems I was cast a spell on... And I'm always with butterflies in my stomach when I'm next to him.

Is it love?

Sebastian: The third theory suggested that the fairies, not being good enough, had been thrown out of heaven, but they weren't evil enough to be thrown into hell.

And he continues explaining fairies as per Christian Mythology and joking with his students and laughing with us. When his class finishes, Sarah leaves giving me a mischievous smile. She knows that I always want to speak with Sebastian and enjoy these stolen lonely moments with him.

I head to the front desks, me and his groupies. I lean against the first row waiting for him answers all that silly questions. He answers them and dismisses them fast and comes close to me. He frowns in worry.

Sebastian: You're still very pale, Khawla. Aren't you taking care of yourself?

I raise an eyebrow. Indeed, yesterday I didn't eat anything, and, today, I only grab my usual mug of coffee. And I'm not taking my vitamins in the correct times as per doctor's instruction. Yeah, I'm not taking care of myself.

Khawla: I plead guilty!

He gives me a sadist smile and says in a playful tone.

Sebastian: In this case, I think I have to punish you.

My heart stops beating. I become as red as a beetroot and feverish like a shy girl, me, the bad girl. I have no idea why his words leave me in such frisson. I'm completely stunned. My breath is short in excitement. I bite my lower lip. I can see his fierce amber eyes darkening of desire fixed at my lips. Then, he gets my hurt hand and kisses it softly, without moving his gaze from mine.

Sebastian: You should be careful while playing.

I nod without really paying attention to his words. I'm completely hypnotized by his fierce amber eyes, and I can't organize my thoughts properly. He pulls me gentle by my hand until his table. He sits down in his chair, opens his agenda, and says in a casual voice.