Chapter Seven

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"Sarah," I sighed into the phone trying to calm her down. "I'm sorry I couldn't go yesterday, I told you I had a date." I groaned when she started yelling again. She was upset at me for not showing up at the hospital, and the fact that I didn't text her if I couldn't make it. It totally slipped my mind. "Look, I'll see what I can do later on, okay? Don't freak out on me! I'll talk to you later," I finished quickly, ending our call.

I was still awaiting Mr. Irwin's text, but I wasn't paranoid. If anything, I could just call Luke to come pick me up so I could get my car. Suddenly, my phone vibrated. Well, isn't that weird?

Hey, it's Mr. Irwin. What's your address?

I sighed in relief but typed up my address. It was weird having my teachers number, but it also felt awesome. I mean, who else could say they have their hot teacher's phone number? Not many. I pressed send and threw my phone onto my bed and started to get ready. I wasn't going to go crazy, but I wanted to fix my face and hair up a little bit at least.

I rushed around my room, grabbing random jeans and shirts trying to find something quick to throw on. I finally decided on a plain white t-shirt and a pair of denim jeans, which formed my body quite well actually. I just pulled on my black vans and went back into my bathroom to finish my hair. I just decided to throw it up in a messy bun since I didn't want to overdue myself. It wasn't a date or anything.

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The doorbell rang, so I darted off down the stairs before my mom could. My mom was the only one home right now, and I hadn't told her I was heading back to the school to just study. "Who is that, Alexandria?"

"No one, mom. I'm going to head down to the school to bring my grades up. See ya!" I called out pushing myself outside and shutting the door behind me. I sighed in relief, glad she didn't ask any questions about today or yesterday since I arrived home pretty late. "Hi," I said as I noticed the tall guy standing in front of me.

"Hey, are you ready?" he asked smiling down at me. I nodded and followed him down my porch to his car. It looked very expensive. "Hop in."

Gently, I opened the door, scared I might break something. I got in, and crossed my legs by my ankles, waiting for Mr. Irwin to start the car. I fumbled with my seat belt, but finally got it loose, and buckled myself, I was a nervous reck. "Thanks for the ride, Mr. Irwin."

He smiled over at me as he took off, "No problem."

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"Here we are." He said as we pulled into the campus's parking lot. Unbuckling myself, I got out of the car with ease. "You said you needed to talk to some teachers right? Or was that just an excuse to be with me instead of Luke?" he was teasing me.

I bit my lip, "I actually enjoy spending time with Luke."

Mr. Irwin laughed as he unlocked his room door, "Is that so?" he was leaning against his door frame, staring down at me. I was blushing like crazy, so I tried to think of something other than his perfect body and the way it would look over mine- STOP. "Luke told me."

My eyes widened, "He told you what?"

"That he kissed you," he said biting him bottom lip, staring down at me with dark eyes. Usually his hazel eyes were bright, but currently, they looked dim and covered in jealously. Maybe Luke was right, this plan could work.

"Oh, yeah," I said pushing a piece of my hair behind my ear and looking back up at him. "I didn't know you two were that close."

He chuckled, "We live together. So, when he came home with a big ol' smile on his face, I knew something happened. I thought maybe he could've won you completely, but I know you're not that kind of girl."

"Oh? And suddenly you know everything?" I questioned more confidently. He smirked and went into his room finally, allowing me to follow right behind him.

He set his stuff on his desk and turned sharply to me, "Yes, I do. I know a lot more about you than you think," he said coming closer to me, as I was leaning against the wall. "And I know Luke isn't your type. So tell me Alex, why are you dating him?" he asked towering over me.

"I'm not dating him. I just kissed him." I stated shrugging my shoulders and glaring at him, "Since when did you know so much about me?"

"You told me he's not your type." he said quickly smirking down at me. I wanted to kiss him so badly, but I had to know my limits. Luke said this plan would work, so I was trying to stick with it. I didn't know how much longer I could handle being around Mr. Irwin and not breaking though. "What are you thinking about?"

"Luke." I lied.

"Yeah, right," he scoffed looking down at me again, "You're a terrible liar."

"I'm rather a good one, " I said smiling up at him. It seemed like our bodies shifted closer because I could suddenly feel his warmth seeping out of his clothes. I was wondering what he looked like under those- oh, come on!

"What is it that Luke has that makes you attracted to him?" his voice seemed to get deeper, and it honestly just made me smile. I knew he was jealous, but I was nervous to ask. I mean, I was just his student. "Why is it that he gets girls in seconds? I'm just wondering."

"Are you jealous of him?" I questioned. I didn't know why I asked, but he was getting so angry and honestly, it was hot. All I wanted was to crash my lips on his. He looked so good right now, and I couldn't help but think about him; the way his head band pushed the crazy curls out of his face, the way his dark eyes were staring into mine, the way his arms were showing, the way his lips curled up into a smirk, and the way his jeans showed off his- Wait, What? No, I didn't think that.

He smiled down at me and moved closer, making me back up slightly. This kept happening until I was pressed against the wall, and he was staring directly into my eyes. I felt so vulnerable right now, but I didn't mind when I was with him. He made me feel... good. "Oh, darling," he said letting a chuckled fall from those delicate lips, "The only reason I'm jealous of Luke, is because he gets to kiss these pretty little lips of yours."

My heart picked up its pace as those words registered in my mind. My eyes were locked onto his, and our chests were pressed together. I bet he could literally feel my heart beating. I tried to calm down, but I've waited so long to hear something like that from him. He raised his hands so both of them were on either side of my head, as his eyes drifted down to my lips. I bit my lip, trying to block out the want. My breath suddenly stopped when I noticed he was leaning in closer to me. I shut my eyes, scared of what would happen next. He couldn't kiss me, could he? He would lose his job, wouldn't he? But then again, nobody would know.

"Tell me to stop," his breath hit my lips. I sighed and opened my eyes to meet his, which were inches from mine. I searched his eyes from some form of regret, but nothing. All that was there was want, and lust. I knew there was nothing that was going to stop me.

Absolutely nothing.

So, not a single word left my mouth.

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