You Belong With Me {Teacher&Student Relationship/Stalker} UNDER CONSTRUCTION!

Chapter 8. Wrecked Room

Sorry for the LONG update. The charger on my laptop charger died and it took a while to diagnose the problem. I am so excited to post this. I love this story.

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“Are your parents ever home?' Kevin was walking with me hand-in-hand back to me house. We've been dating for about a month now and and it's been fantastic. He was my teacher Monday through Thursday and then Friday through Sunday he was all mine. If my parents were gone that night, which happened a lot, I would go to his place.

“You know how parents can be, especially if they both work weird hours.” Both my parents have worked in the emergency room for many years; its the reason they met. She was a nurse with a few years under her belt and he was the newly transferred doctor from New York. Three years after dating they got married and had me.

“I know what you mean. My dad was always away on business. He usually had the old lady across the street look after me and my brother after my mom...” I squeezed his hand with support. It has been hard after all these years talking about his mom, he hasn't told me much about her since the first time I was at his house. I know he will tell me in due time and I'll be here for him. We both have been trying to take it slow and not get clingy because of our pasts. We just can't help but spend all this time together, it is almost like a need.

“Do you think they're home right now?” I looked towards the window to see if there is any indication of life inside. Like usual it was dead inside.

“Seems empty. You wanna come inside and have some coffee or something?”

“Hmm...” I rolled my eyes and his smirk came back. “I would be okay with that.” We walked up to the front door and I unlocked it. We turned the lights on and sat on the couch. I sat close enough to him where I could see his chest rise and fall.

“So whatcha in the mood for? There is coffee, tea, water...” He wrapped his right arm around my waist and brought his face closer to mine.

“I am actually looking at something a lot sweeter.” I rolled my eyes again and his lips hit mine gently. He can be so cheesy sometimes. Our lips always move in perfect harmony whenever we kiss. I felt myself being lifted up and placed in his lap. My arms and legs instinctively wrapped around him and his hands pulled me closer.I started intertwining my finger through his hair and pulled him closer. He hands moved to my lower back and started slowly rubbing it. Before it got really hot and heavy I pulled myself away.

“I am not a beverage.” He smirked at me and pulled me close again.

“Close enough.” He brought his lips to mine and I tasted the familiar mint flavor again. As soon as I tasted it he pulled away.

“Some coffee would be nice. Black.” He always does that. He will always pull away just to annoy me

“Fineeee” I got off his lap and prepared a cup of coffee. I sat on the counter waiting for the coffee while Kevin sat in the living waiting. It doesn't take that long to make one cup of coffee, its one of those single serve machines.

I heard something heavy drop on the other side of the house where the bedrooms are.