"Because I uh-"
The phone rings so you shut your mouth. Tom sighs as he reaches for the phone. It was only a quick call but it gave you enough time to think of what you were going to say, which was; I thought we were at the point of friendship were we tell each other if we're dating someone or not, but what came out was utter word vomit: "I care because I like you." Tom smiled, a friendly smile, "I like you too Y/N, that's why I wanted to be your friend."
"No, you don't understand, I like you. Like, crush, like you." You blurt before slapping a hand over your mouth.
"Y/N," he whispers shocked. You stand now, in front of him, a new sort of boldness washing over you.
"I know you said you wouldn't get involved with any of your students, that it goes against the code of conduct, but I like you and there's nothing I can do to stop it. Believe me, I've tried!" You state as you take a small step toward him. Now your faces are only inches apart, you take a giant risk and lean up and kiss him hard on the mouth. To your surprise, he kisses back but by the time you'e realised, you've jumped away and halfway across the room. He calls for you at the door, but you're already disappearing down the hallway, the taste of his lips fresh on yours. Hard and sweet.
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College Affairs
أدب الهواةA fic in which you are a uni student and Tom is your professor...