It's 10pm. I'm in my living room watching one of the best shows ever, Pretty Little Liars. My parents are out of country so I'm home alone. I think I heard someone yelling my name from outside but I was pretty sure it was just in my mind.
After few seconds I heard door bell rings. I went to window to see my English teacher standing there. What was he doing there? It's not that I wasn't happy about that, I mean, I am in love with him, but still it's kinda late and he was supposed to be home with his son and wife.
I went to the door and opened it.
"Alice!"
"Mr. Montgomery what are you doing here?"
"I came to see you!" He said while tripping all over the place.
"Oh Gosh, you're drunk."
"So what?!"
"You should go home."
"No!!"
"Why not?"
"She left." He looked at me with those blue eyes like a lost puppy.
"Your wife?" He just nodded. "Come in..." I said helping him to get in house and than leading him to living room. He sat on couch. I sat on one opposite from him.
"Sit with me." He said. I stood up and sat next to him.
"What happened?" I asked. He just leaned in and our lips met in a soft kiss. I quickly moved away.
"No... No... You're drunk. I'll just put you in bed in guest room." I stood up and walked upstairs to set bed in guest room. I guess he followed me upstairs cause soon I felt arms wrapping around my waist. I smiled a little. He kissed my neck. I turned around so I was facing him.
"You know that I love you?" He said while putting me to lay on bed.
"Maybe..."
"So let me prove it to you..." He got on top of me and kissed me again more passionately this time. It all felt like dream. I never thought this would happen, after all he was my English teacher. I slowly pulled away. It just wasn't right. I wanted it but still I couldn't do it.
"What's wrong?" He asked me.
"We'll talk in morning." I said and got up from bed. He took my hand.
"Stay with me please." I sighed.
"Okay." I said and laid back next to him. He wrapped his arms around me and closed his eyes. I looked at him. That was what I wanted in my life, he was everything I always wanted, but still I was really doubtful about everything, he is drunk. What if he feels different when he is sober. What if all of this will be over in the morning. Too many questions and only one way to find answers, sleep and talk with him in the morning.
I snuggled up against his chest and fell asleep.
