Mystery lover

Awkward encounter

*Jamie's POV*

As I walked out of the building I was greeted by Chloe she had also been issued with a detention for being late, she asked how mine was, I smirked to myself and said, "Fine I guess it was detention, how was yours?"

She simply shrugged at me and we continued towards my car, "How's the new English teacher? I heard she is fit, is she?" she questioned.

I bushed to myself thinking of how sweet the woman was and how perfect every inch of her body that I had seen is. I told her the at the new teacher was pretty cool and about how she let me read for the detention rather than do anything really challenging and boring. I didn't however tell how I couldn't take my eyes off of her, I love Chloe but honestly sometimes she would take things massively out of proportion and assume that I was madly in love with a woman who I had just met, although not that far from the truth it just wasn't something I wanted to tell her just yet.

We got into my car and I drove us back to my place, Chloe needed to get her things that she left at mine yesterday and then I was driving her home, not that I wanted to be alone but I also didn't want to be around anyone either, I just wanted to shut myself away and forget about everything. As we pulled up on my drive Chloe was talking about some boy at school, I had barely said a word the entire journey home and I think my best friend noticed something was off but she knew better than to question it.

The two of us entered my living space and retrieved all her belongings, Chloe's mum wanted her home to help out with something I had no idea what just that it was pretty important. Before long I was taking my best friend back to her house and I would be left alone to my own haunting thoughts.

I left be best friend and returned back to my own home, I loved having the entire floor to myself I had complete privacy as there was no stairs inside that led to my living space the stairs were outside and lead to a secure door meaning I could have anyone around whenever I wanted or I could even walk around completely naked without fearing being seen by me dad, he was rarely home anyway but it was comforting knowing I was trusted to essentially live on my own.

I jumped onto my couch that was honestly as comfy as a bed, I pulled my phone out of my jeans pocket and began scrolling through the never-ending internet reading some boring news articles and looking though my classmates Instagram's. Scrolling through social media isn't exactly challenging on the brain so I soon became lost inside my own head, again the memories of the night before washed over me like a tsunami. My eyes began erupting with tears and then I remembered the spirits in my gift room.

I walked along the corridor to the room that my dad had named for things he left me as an apology for never being around, I cracked open the first bottle I could lay my hands on. If I can't forget last night maybe, just maybe I can escape for a bit. I raised the bottle after guzzling a large amount of the scorching liquid. I could tell from its effects immediately that I had just drunk whiskey. I downed about 3/4 of the bottle and I could barely stand the room was spinning and my eyes still like a waterfall.

Before I knew what was happening, I was out my door and at the end of my road. After about 15 minutes I was stood outside of a house that was all too familiar, I swayed to the door losing my footing a few times. suddenly, without thinking I was rapping on the door still grasping the almost empty bottle and still with my pride running down my face. I had no idea why I was here; it was a stupid thing to do but I had no idea where to go, she was the only person who seemed to really care other that Chloe.

The door swung open, revealing the cutest confused face I have ever seen. I saw her eyes drift from my face to the bottle I held tightly in my hand. "please tell me you haven't drunk all of that now." she pleaded.

I couldn't take her seriously with those gorgeous eyes, she looked so worried but so hot at the same time. I let my attention change from looking into the beautiful green pools on her face down do her amazing body. She had changed clothes from school, now she was in the tightest skinny jeans I have ever seen, they clung to her curves in all the right places. On her upper body was a loose-fitting college jumper that I assumed to be where she was educated.

"Wow! You're so hot and beautiful!" I said without thinking, oh boy that whiskey is a traitor of the mind.

The woman in front of me blushed a crimson red but despite being obviously flattered she was surprisingly annoyed.

"you're drunk, please tell me you didn't... to try and... forget."

Is she a mind reader or was it just that obvious, I looked down at the floor out of pure embarrassment and while off guard she pulled me into a hug on her doorstep? She said that I needed to get home and rest, so I want hung over tomorrow, but I didn't want to leave the company of my English teacher. as I went to turn around to take the walk of shame home I fell, I should have landed on my ass but instead something soft wrapped around me, Laura had caught me thankfully otherwise I would have had a mighty bruise.

I was dragged into her home where she told me to wait on the sofa until she was changed, and she would walk me home. I fell onto the soft cushions that smelt exactly like the beauty herself, it was comfy but not as comfy as mine, however. it was about five minutes before Ms Clark returned and as she walked into the room my jaw dropped, somehow, I don't know how it is humanly possible but somehow, she looked even better than before. The rest of the evening was a total blur.

I winced at the throbbing in my head as an alarm which certainly wasn't mine rung out. the room was spinning, and it took me a short while to adjust, wait I'm in my bed and my room but the last thing I remember is being slouched on Laura's sofa seeing her stunning body. I looked to my right and there she was, my high school English teacher in my bed in my clothes. What!!! why is she in my bed, did something happen, oh no what have I done.

The sleeping beauty turned off the alarm and her eyes fluttered open. I'm pretty sure she wasn't expecting, me to wake up and be functioning before me but woke up to me creepily staring at her, she looked conflicted as if she was trying to figure out if I remembered whatever happened last night, I honestly didn't but I don't know if I should admit that because if we did hook up then that's not the kind of thing you should forget.