The Game of Us

Part 3

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"This is all for today...Just..do your homework for next time.." Sinead said and packed her things in her bag. The whole lesson seemed like it lasted an eternity. Thank god, Hamilton was treating her better than before, he didn't do anything that would make her stutter like crazy, except of touching her hand one or two times which made her blush like a maniac.
"When is the next lesson?" she heard Hamilton's deep voice from above her and she looked up. He was much taller than her, and ripped as she noticed.
"I guess in two days..." Sinead whispered and looked away and put her bag on her shoulders. Looking away was maybe her worse choice, as she felt her body being pressed on the wall behind her. Hamilton's hands were on her shoulders and his eyes were staring into hers. She felt her heartbeat going faster as he leaned down to her. She felt his breath in her ear and her whole body shivered. "I liked our first lesson today, teacher." he whispered and she closed her eyes to put her thoughts in an order.
Another mistake had been done. She felt soft lips touching her own, brushing them gently. She opened her eyes fast, but closed them again. It was wrong. He was an unknown person, a guy who had kissed her twice into an hour, probably a psychopath. But why did  this wrong thing seemed so right to her? Surprising her, Hamilton didn't make the kiss deeper, he just kept brushing his lips on hers. And that..this is sweet, she thought for a strange reason, forgetting that her kisser was a heartless psycho bully.

Hamilton slowly pulled away and she felt his warm breath on her lips. And then he grinned and became again the asshole he was. "You..will be teaching me maths and this kind of things..and I..I will be teaching you other things..." Sinead's eyes stared into Hamilton's playful eyes.  His eyes..those ocean eyes...they were asking her to play with him, they were asking her to play along with her.

Her hidden, brave, playful, naughty self was making her want to play, when her dominant.kind, shy, weak self was telling her it was too dangerous.

This game...it's too dangerous, she thought and she trembled as Hamilton touched her cheek with his hand.

And then...she decided. She grabbed his wrist in the air. "I doubt it" she whispered in his ear and pushed him away and walked fast down the stairs. His mom was at the living room.

"Oh Sinead!" Mary Todd said as she saw her and walked to the girl. "So, how was the first lesson with my son?"

"Uh..." Sinead claimed. What could she say? That her son was a psycho? That he treated an unknown girl that way? What? Instead of these things she just smiled and said "I think he can become really good in maths. We didn't have time to do physics today or science but I'm sure he will be good at it too!"

Lies. Lies everywhere. Actually no..those weren't lies. Sinead was actually surprised that even if Hamilton was the worst student she had ever met, he seemed to be a quick learner. I will be teaching you other things, his words came in her mind making her shiver.

"I'm so happy to hear that" Mary Todd told the girl with a warm smile. "You know, Sinead, Hamilton is not the kind of boy everyone is considering him. Deep inside him, he's a really kind boy."

I doubt, Sinead thought but smiled. "Well, Mrs. Holt, I have to go. I will get paid at the next lesson right?"

"Sure" Mary Todd reassured her and Sinead waved and got out of the door. She let a breath out she didn't know she had been holding.

What have I done?