Waterloo Road~ Gabriella & Hector Love Story (Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Fourteen- Getting Caught

I actually find weekends really boring now as I never get to see Mr. Reid. I decided to iron out my school clothes, ready for Monday. It was Sunday today. I ironed my blouse, tie and then my skirt. I laid out my skirt on the ironing board and checked my pockets. Unexpectedly, I found a slip of paper. I read it. It said 'HRx' on the back so I assumed that meant Hector Reid then...a kiss? I turned the slip over and saw loads of numbers. That must be his phone number!

I ditched ironing my skirt and called him immediately.

"Hello?" His sexy voice asked on the other line.

"Hello?" I asked, "It's Gabriella".

"Oh, good. So, you found my number then?" He asked.

How else would I have got his number?

"Yes", I smiled.

"I'm bored. Do you wanna come round?" He asked, "But, I have to warn you- Simon is coming round at six so you should probably go at about 5:45. It's now 4:30. You up for it?"

"Definitely", I said with enthusiasm.

He told me his post code and I walked there. It only took about five minutes. I formally knocked on the door and he opened it almost straight away.

He gave me a flirtatious smirk and grabbed one of my hands, pulling me indoors. I kicked the door shut with my foot. I took my shoes off and followed him into the living room.

It was now 4:45.

For about half an hour, we talked about school and other random things.

Then, it was 5:15.

We both knew that we had to make the most of what time we had alone together so he gave me that irresistible smirk again.

We both stood up and I allowed him to kiss my neck. He started kissing my neck lightly, but then I felt it turn more hungrily. He slowly moved his soft lips from my neck up to my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his around my waist. We eventually fell back onto the sofa, laying on top of each other. We knew that it was probably 5:30 but we couldn't pull away from each other. He squeezed my waist tightly as his kiss sinked deeper into my mouth. We were breathing heavily through our noses as we didn't come up for breath much. We were having so much fun that we didn't notice the door open and slam shut.

"Hector, mate, I thought I'd come early", Mr. Lowsley said, walking near the living room.

We literally just heard his voice and we knew that there was no use moving because he was seconds away from the living room.

He walked in the room with cans of beer, smiling. That is, until he saw us, our legs wrapped around each other on the sofa. Mr. Lowsley dropped the bag in his hand, containing the beer. His mouth nearly dropped to the floor.

"I-I-It's true!" Mr. Lowsley eventually said.

Mr. Reid got off of me and we both sat awkwardly on the sofa.

"Look, Simon. Don't-" Mr. Reid began.

"Don't what?!" Mr. Lowsley shouted, "Tell Christine? Or the police?!"

"Simon, it's not what it looks like", Mr. Reid said, his hands shielding himself.

"What is it then?!" Mr. Lowsley yelled.

Neither of us answered.

"Exactly", Mr. Lowsley snapped, "I'm sorry but I'm gonna have to tell Christine".

Mr. Lowsley started to walk out but Mr. Reid ran up to him, sorting out his messed up hair.

"Look, mate, we can't help it!" He said to Mr. Lowsley.

"What?" Mr. Lowsley asked, "What can't you help?".

"We fell for each other", Mr. Reid said.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't tell Christine", Mr. Lowsley said.

"Because you're my best mate", Mr. Reid smiled at him, "And this is the first time I have ever felt this way about someone. Please don't take this away from me".

After that, he said one more sentence quietly but it was loud enough for me to hear. And I am so glad I heard.

"Simon, I think I'm in love with her".