The Teacher(Michael Clifford Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

Michael's POV*

I pulled away slowly just realizing what had just happened. I started freaking out and pulling at my red hair. "Michael. Stop pulling at your hair." Savannah said but the words flew threw me. "Michael will you stop freaking out!" Savannah yelled tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry. But this is illegal. I'm your teacher." I said leaning my head against the wall. "Not anymore" She said. "What?" I asked raising my head and my eyes growing wide. "Well I was going to wait to tell you but I took my GED and I'm a graduated student as of yesterday morning. Today was my last day of Highschool" She said biting her lip. "That's amazing!!" I yelled picking her up and spinning her in the air. I breathed a sigh of relief. She's 18. It's completely legal. I'm not her teacher. "I'm so proud of you!!" I said squeezing her against me. I smiled as she hugged me back. "So Since you're out of Highschool have you applied to any places around us?" I asked looking at her. She nodded happily. "Well I'll be working-" She said but got cut off by her phone ringing. she looked down in confusion answering it. "Hello?" Savannah asked. The voice on the other side was jumbled as I couldn't hear it. "This is she why?" Savannah said hand on her chest. "Oh my god. I'll be right there" She said choking on her words as tears spilled down her face. "What's wrong?" I asked holding out my arms as she fell into them. "My mum.... They found her.... I'm the only living relative they could contact.... She's in the hospital. She was in a car accident. She's okay the other car hit the back. Can you take me to the hospital?" She explained. I nodded She threw on her shoes and jacket as did I and we got into my car and drove to the hospital which was 5 minutes away. She ran to the front doors and I ran behind her. "Michele Gray" Savannah said looking at the receptionist. "Floor 2 Room 302" She said nodding towards the elevator. We got in the elevator and walked to room 302 when we got on floor 2. She walked in gripping my hand in a death grip. I squeezed her hand walking into the room behind her. "Who are you?" The 30ish year old woman asked confusion clouding her eyes until she looked at Savannah. "Savannah?" Michele whispered tears sprang to her eyes. Savannah let go of my hand running to the bed hugging her mum. "It really is you" Michele said hugging Savannah. "Now who is this?" She asked looking at me. "This is Michael. He's my boyfriend" Savannah said nervously looking between me and her mum. "Nice to meet you" I said shaking her hand. "You too" She said nodding at me. "I regretted giving you up the minute it happened but the court said I couldn't take you back and I've been looking for you ever since. They wouldn't tell me where you were" Michele said and they hugged each other crying. "Here's my number. Keep in touch. But go home and get some rest" Michele said handing Savannah her number. They hugged each once more and then grabbed my hand pulling me along with a small smile on her face. I smiled. She let go of my hand as I walked to the drivers side of my car. "Does this mean you're moving in with your mum?" I asked as we drove back to our place. She shook her head no. "No. We're not that close yet and I like living with you" She said a blush spreading across her face as her hand found my free one which rested on my lap. I squeezed her hand smiling. We arrived back home and we walked into our apartment with big smiles on our faces. I freeze when I walk in as I see all 3 boys in my living room. Savannah ran into my back still not letting go of my hand as we sat on the couch together. The boys look at us with a knowing look. "What?" She said smirking a bit squeezing my hand that's linked with hers as our hands lay on her lap. "You know exactly what!" Luke said smiling at us. "Wait did you all know about her getting her GED?" I asked. The boys nodded. "Man. I'm so glad we can be together now" I whispered in her ear smirking as she blushed. Her phone rang and she walked out of the room. "Who do you think you are?!" We hear Savannah yell into the phone. I shoot up running into her room. She stood there with her hand over her mouth as she listened to the other person.

Savannah's POV*
"Hey Harry. We need to talk" I said as I answered the phone. "Hey Sav. About what?" He asked confusion lacing his voice. "Well. You see I'm-Well we need to break up. I've fallen in love with someone else. And maybe we can just be friends?" I asked breathing out a sigh. "No! I refuse to be your friend! All you are is a whore!!" He yelled. "Who do you think you are?" I yelled. "I'm Harold now who are you?" He hissed. "I'm Savannah And how you think it's remotely all right to call me a whore because I'm in love with someone else and not you is completely insane!" I yelled hanging up sitting on my bed putting my head in my hands. Tears roll down my face when the bed dips next to me. I throw my head in The crook of Michael's neck and cried. "I've never been called a whore by anyone other then Bailey" I cried. Michael rubbed my back kissing my forehead. "Thank you" I whisper as my tears stop and he just sits there hugging me. "So I hear that you're in love with someone?" Michael says looking down. "Yea with his bright red hair. His gorgeous deep green eyes. And his adorable nose and the way my hand fits in his like a puzzle piece." I said leaning my forehead on his. A blush spread across his face but he pecked my lips anyway. "Haha very Funny! I'm in love with you too Sav" Michael said making me blush. "Well I guess we better get out there huh?" I said smiling. He nodded getting up lacing our fingers together. We walk out hand in hand smiling. The boys look at us then look back at the tv. We sit on the couch. Michael between Luke and I.