Forbidden love

3

The next morning I woke up with a hangover, it was 8.30 and I was already late to school. I just don't care, I thought, george probably won't even care anymore.

I tried to get ready quick as possible but I was only ready by 9.15, English had already started but school was only around the corner so I could be there within 5 minutes.. hopefully I won't get too told off.

I grabbed my purse and started running to school, even though I tried to look my best I was hung over and for that I looked horrible, I'd just have to sort my makeup at lunch. right now, all I needed was to be in class.

I looked at my watch as I stood in front of the classroom door. 15 minutes late.. shit, how's george going to react?

"How do you not know what a simile is? You're all going to fail!" I walked in at the wrong moment. George yelled at the class fiercely.

"Sorry sir" I mumbled.

"Late yesterday? Late today? You're going to fail too! Sit down, stay after school! I'm not having this behaviour from you Martha! Not only do I teach you, you're also one of my responsibilities and I'm going to get told off if you don't start turning up!" He yelled right in my face.

This wasn't the same geor- Mr Harrison as yesterday. I didn't understand, he was so laid back and relaxed yesterday.. he didn't care about a single thing until I kissed him! Since then he turned in to a angry teacher. tears filled my eyes, I really liked Mr Harrison, he was a nice guy.. but now he ruined it. I tried to push the tears aside and not let him see he was getting to me.

"I honestly don't care Mr Harrison" I scowled at him.

All the kids gasped at my remark expecting me to be sent out for talking back at a teacher.. but George didn't do that. He sighed deeply and turned around to face the board.

George set the work and let us get on with it, I refused to do it. George and I sat opposite each other, he was busy marking work but I was busy trying to make him crack, I wanted him to yell and tell me what I had done wrong, but he didn't, not even when everyone left.

"What was that about?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"What?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"First of all, why are you late?" He stood up so he towered over me.

"Oh I don't know? Maybe because My teacher gave me about two bottles of wine last night. bet Mr McCartney was really annoyed when you came home two hours late with no alcohol.. wonder how he'd react if he found out it was because he was chatting up a student!" I told him with a smirk on my face.. he couldn't argue with that.

"It was a stupid idea I know.. everything was so wrong! I messed up but I'm leaving it behind.. I'm your teacher!"

"That's not fair on me.. George.. you made me think you liked me, you flirted with me! Now you're just blowing it all in my face!" I stood up too and walked towards him.

"I do! Fucking hell I don't know what to do! You're driving me fucking mental!" George yelled and stormed closer to me "when you kissed me I just got so lost in it, but it's so wrong because I teach you!"

I blushed at George's words "who cares!" I sighed.

"My life would be over if people found out!" George said massaging his temples with his hands "it's the rules, you cannot be with a teacher"

"Some rules are meant to be broken" I smirked.

George dropped his hands and looked at me in the eyes for just a moment before pulling me towards him and crashing his lips against mine. yet again we kissed romantically, but this time more needy. I never wanted to stop, ever, even when I pulled away for air George would pull me straight towards him again.