Forbidden Love

The Awards

Nathalie's POV
Tonight is the awards ceremony, and I'm really nervous. I talked to Mr. F earlier, and he said he was too, which really reassured me. He told me that he couldn't wait to see me tonight. What I don't think he knows is what I'm wearing tonight, because if he did, he'd be having a panic attack right now, like screw tonight.

"Oh my gosh, you look so cute Nats", my best friend Aida said as I walked in through the door of our high school for the awards ceremony. I was blushing so hard after she said that, as long as we've known each other, we've always lifted each other up like this, and both of us would always blush because we never believed each other. As we were talking, I got hella distracted by everything going on around me including our conversation, and before I could get out of the way, I ran head and boobs first into Mr. F.

Mr. F's POV
I was left speechless when I saw her. Her bright bleached hair was in a really cute updo, but the first thing I noticed was her dress. It was quite small, and it was a little tight. You could tell she was so uncomfortable wearing this because she probably thought she looked fat. To be real, she looked better that a Victoria's Secret Angel. Underneath the lights, she was sparkly and had a special glow that night. The sparkles on her navy blue dress made it look like she was wearing a constellation. I could feel my cheeks getting red, but also, I felt all the blood rush immediately down there. I hope it wasn't visible because that would be embarrassing, and people would spread damaging rumors about me because people in this school don't know how to shut up about things that don't involve them.

"Oh hi- I'm so sorry for running into you Mr. F" I said. " Oh, it's not your fault, I just need to watch where I'm going" he said. After he asked me if I was okay, he told me that " I look gorgeous tonight" and he's "very proud of me". I could see his cheeks get red as he complimented me, which made me blush while looking at him, which he laughed off and called "cute".

Mr. F's POV
She doesn't need to be sorry. I'm just kind of clumsy, and really hard to focus on what's going on around you when you're trying to keep your mind off of that one person around you who gives you butterflies. While I bumped into her, I felt the tension rise around us, I felt the room get hotter. That's how it felt anytime she was nearby. I could just look over at her giggling with some of her friends and I could just feel my heart beat a bit faster as my cheeks grew red. But being the professional person that I am, I held all that back as much as possible. I just wish I didn't have to though. I wish I could blush freely because of her, because I know that she would feel less embarrassed about it and do the same. I wish that I could hang out with her outside of school without getting in trouble, because to be honest, she was always doing something fun like going to the mall or the movies with one of her best friends, or she would have a sleepover at her house and pull an all-nighter with a few other friends she didn't see often. I really wish she could pull an all-nighter with me. I mean, to most students, I may seem like a boring, regular, strict teacher, but I can always tell that Nathalie thinks I'm the best teacher ever.
Nathalie's POV
Oh my gosh, he called me gorgeous........... I know I'm probably overreacting, but the man I love just called me gorgeous. It's one thing to call a girl hot, cute, or pretty, but beautiful and gorgeous are on a whole other level for me, because no guy (except for my dad) has called me gorgeous or beautiful, they would just say I'm cute or average looking. I really wanted to thank him, but I just clammed up and had a mini, internal panic attack for obvious reasons. He's just so nice, and handsome (at least in my eyes).
It was time for the awards, and I was sitting with all of my friends. I could tell that all of us were nervous. I feel like I was probably the most nervous person of them all, because I knew I was going to receive an award from him. A little while after the principal was done talking, the ceremony started. I received awards for academics, sports, and music, but the next awards were going to be the student of the year ones, and he was going last, so I had to sit through 15 minutes of medium length speeches about the different students that were picked. But then, the time came for Mr. F to present his award. At first he said a few words about the amazing year that we had and how he really enjoys teaching my age group. Then he finally gets to his actual speech. I sat back in my chair and started to feel my heart pound, and then he started.
The Speech
"The girl that I have chosen this award for is sitting in the audience with all her friends, probably thinking it's not her. She's probably thinking that the award is for one of her peers that always receive these kinds of awards. But I want to tell her right now that that's not the case tonight. All throughout this year, she has shown me how intelligent she is, and how mature she is. In addition to this, she is one of the funniest people I have met in my entire life. She always has great ideas and is always hardworking. I really wish I could keep her another year, but I have to let her become a senior. To be honest, I could have her in my class for an infinite number of years and never get tired of her, even with her loud mouth. Nathalie, will you please come to the stage to receive your award?"
Nathalie's POV
I was shocked, but not surprised I got the award. I slowly rose from my seat to walk up to the stage. My heart was racing, and a little after I reached the stage, we made eye contact. His cheeks were so red, and his smile was so bright. After handing me the award and shaking my hand, he pulled me in for a tight embrace and whispered in my ear, "you have no clue how proud I am of you right now". After leaving that quite lengthy hug, I had walked up to the principal and vice principal and shook their hands, and I slowly made my way back to my seat.
Mr. F's POV
In the moment I gave her that award, I really just wanted to kiss her. Not in a cringy, perverted sort of way, but in a truly passionate way, a way in which no one else could, in a way she would remember forever. She is just so perfect. Not just tonight, but everyday. She is one of the most attractive girls I have met. I've never seen a girl be able to pull of basically every outfit like she can. She is also very mature. I'm guessing it comes from the fact that during most of her life, she is surrounded by all responsible adults because she's an only child, and she picks up on their mature behaviors. I wish I could show her that I felt this way about her, but I can't. She's still too young, and I would get in trouble for being a predator. The problem is that in many situations, men my age take advantage of girls her age because of their lack of respect for young women and absence of common sense. But I'm not like those men. I want a genuine relationship with her. I love her, and want to treat her as my equal. I want to be able to call her mine, and maybe even marry her one day, if our families approve. But luckily for us, she turns 18 very soon, so maybe, just maybe we can hit it off while she's a senior.
Nathalie's POV
In that moment, I had some pretty bad thoughts about him. No, not "I totally want to kill you right now", but " oh my just stop this speech and screw me on this stage in front of everybody's families". I heard him talking to my family as I made my way into the hallway. He turned around and said, " here she is" while flashing his perfect smile at me. My parents and grandma decided to leave and let us have a conversation, which was one of the best things they ever let me do.

"I can't say this enough Nathalie.........I'm so proud of you. It's so amazing to have such a gorgeous, smart, and funny young lady such as yourself stand before me." I blushed and said thank you. As I was about to turn around and leave him to go talk to my friends, I felt his hand subtly grip my shoulder. I turned around with an alarmed look, and than he cleared his throat and said, " Nathalie, there is something I need to tell you". As he says this, a million things run through my mind, even the thought of him telling me what I've been wanting to hear for a long time. " I really like you. More than I should considering I'm 27 and your about to turn 18 in a few months. But I do, and I want to know if you feel the same." And I, of course, said yes. And after he scanned the area for any lingering people, he asked, " is it okay if I ...... you know.........kiss you..........on the lips? Of course I said yes, and then he pulled my waist closer to his, kept one arm around my waist, and the other around my face and shoulders as I tried to find an appropriate place to rest my hands (I chose the middle of his back). Then he backed me up against the wall, and kissed me slowly, without tongue or anything of that nature. He then ended the kiss as he looked me up and down and said, " I love you Nathalie, have a wonderful night." I told him that I loved him back and for him to have a good night and to be safe driving home. And I meant every word of it.