Fourteen

Chapter 12

(A/N) I apologize if the chapter is a bit short and if there are any errors.

Ingrid's P.O.V

I woke up with a horrible ringing. Groaning as I rubbed my temples, I opened my eyes. It didn't take long before I realized where I was and exactly where I was sitting.

I was on the toilet. The toilet in the boys bathroom. Disgusted I scrunched up my nose before getting up and heading towards the exit of the stall.

Still rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I reached to unlock the stall. However, before my hand could touch the lock I had slipped on some soapy water that I have not noticed until now.

Not having anytime to use my reflexes I fell right into the toilet. Splashes of water fell all over the place as a few fell on my face. I muttered some curse words before getting up slowly.

The smell of pee hit my nostrils almost immediately. Hesitantly, I bought my hand that was now dripping wet with toilet water up to my nose. A horrible stench was all over it. Pee.

I gagged, finally being able to get out of the stall and in the bathroom. I washed my hands and splashed some water on my face. I rushed back into the stall getting my bag and checking the time on my phone.

The time four-twenty seven came in my view before the screen went black once again. The battery had died. I groaned loudly and slung my bag over my shoulders and walked out.

The hallways were empty not a single person in sight.

"Of course its empty Ingrid" I muttered "school's over and you had to be your retarded ass self and fall asleep in the guys bathroom".

The sound of heels clicking against the floor bought me out of thoughts. Not thinking twice, I ran into the first classroom in my view. I rushed over behind the desks hiding from the Heel Walker. Yea let's call her that.

Once the clicking of the heels faded, I slowly got up and breathed a sigh of relief. I looked ahead and my eyes met with a pair of amused deep blue eyes.

"Hey Mr. Damien" I waved nervously laughing "didn't see ya there".

His musical chuckle ran through my hears. "Well obviously, you ran in here like your life depended on it".

I giggled and walked slowly over to him.

Why the fuck are you giggling. God your acting like those white blonde chicks.

His face grew serious as I was just in front of his desk. "Where were you today" his voice was angry almost as if he was disappointed I wasn't in class.

Wow mood swings much?

"Oh you know in the bathroom" I gulped

He raised a perfect eyebrow. "The whole day" he questioned

"Well duh" I replied giving him the hand "I have a life too you know"

"No Ingrid" he stood up and walked a couple of inches closer to me "where the hell were you"

"On the toilet" I replied stepping backwards as he took a few more steps closer to me "you men are disgusting, at least when your done peeing flush the damn toilet.

Did you know that I fell in the toilet that had pee in it" there was no denying the fact that I was rambling.

"Ingrid stop talking" Mr. Damien said still coming closer. Of course me being me, didn't listen.

"Didn't your parents teach you some manners" I continued, stepping back some more not having a single clue to where "seriously now my hand smells like pee"

"Ingrid the hell up"

"Well at least it's a good thing, it wasn't shit in the toilet" shut the hell up Ingrid! God he's gonna think your retarded.

Is it sad at the fact that I didn't even listen to my own thoughts? Yup it sure is.

"Ingrid if you don't shut up right now, I swear I'll-"

"You men are disgusting " I cut him off "I wonder what your wife is gonna thin-"

"INGRID SHUT THE FUCK UP" his voice boomed. I closed my mouth, scared to talk.

I didn't know how close we were until now. "Did you know how fucking worried I was when Gemma and I couldn't find you" He had me pressed up against the wall.

"I-I" he cut me off by placing his soft warm lips on mine. To say I was shocked was an understatement. I was literally frozen under his touch. to mine. My body shivered slightly as goose bump passed down my back. Mr. Damien's hands slowly caress down my arm towards my waist, encircling it as he pushed me against the wall harder.

What the fudge balls is he trying to do, break the damn ass wall?

The kiss was soft. Gentle and tender. I started kissing back.

I was lost. I was lost in his kiss. With my eyes closed, my entire consciousness zone in to the feel of his warm lips as he glaze it with his teeth, asking for entrance. Like a need, I allowed him to deepen the kiss and have his tongue ravage my mouth. He was in control as we explored each other's mouth.

He pulled away a bit to quickly for my liking.

What the fuck are you thinking Ingrid, he's your teacher for God's sake.

"What are you doing me" he whispered softly

"No" I whispered back.

I wasn't thinking. Nothing was running through my mind as I thought what would happen if someone found out. So I did the only thing I could think of.

I ran.

I ran like I've never done before. My legs felt as if they were fire. But I didn't stop until they took me to my destination. Droplets of water fell on my face. I looked up to find rain falling slowly. Dark gray clouds covering the sky.

Just as I was about to cross the street to get to the train station, a hand clasped on my wrist preventing me from doing so.

Not looking back, I immediately knew who it was.

"Let go" I whispered, loud enough for him to hear.

He didn't listen, instead he turned me around. And it was then I noticed how attractive he looked in the rain. His brown hair was soaked because of the rain. His black v- neck along with his ripped skinny jeans were damped. Although he still looked hot. His deep blue eyes were slightly red.

Not many people were around. Just a couple but they were rushing us past to get in their or catch their trains.

Although there were a few who stopped to watch.

"No" he said before crushing his lips on mine. I didn't wait a minute before kissing back. His soft warm but slightly cold lips moved passionately against mine. He grabbed my waist pushing me against him.

Gemma was right. Something was defiantly going to happen between Mr. Damien and I.

The clapping of hands bought us out of our kiss. I looked around seeing people under either Blimpies or anywhere else where the rain couldn't catch them, clapping and smiling. I blushed and looked up at Mr. Damien.

He grinned at my flushed face before pulling me even closer, if that was possible and placed his addictive lips on mine once again.

I placed my hands on his wet hair pulling it gently as I realized I've finally gotten what I dreamed of.

A kiss in the rain.

(A/N) This chapter was co(half) written by my amazing friend Samantha! Wolfcake8! She's an amazing writer so check out her book! Thanks for helping me Sammy

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- Gabby and Sam