Almost like you. Frank Morrison x reader (dbd)

Chapter 13

(Y/n)'s POV

I get back with a hot cup of coffee. When I open the door, I see that Frank was sitting in the armchair. He seemed to be extremely annoyed. I close the door behind me and he turns to look at me. I walk over to my own chair and sit down. "I wanted to talk with you." He sits up straight and crosses his arms over his chest. "Go on." He says coldly which was weird to me. He was usually so warm towards me...

"I try to convince the principal not to expel you but it can be hard so you need to be on your best behavior. Maybe he'll be generous and only give you detention." He huffs but he doesn't say anything. I look at him for a while with confusion. This isn't the best time to be like that. "Frank please. Today is not the day to be like that." He lets out a little chuckle as he shakes his head. "I don't give a fuck what happens there."

I look at him for a while as he was still sulking. I take a sip from the coffee and think for a moment. "Well, I care what happens there since I care about you." He sends me a cold glare and then he huffs. I take the letter from my purse and give it to him. "That's your payment from the weekend. Hope really liked you." He takes it and looks through it. His cold glare turned little softer and he then sighs out. He takes half of the money out and gives it back to me. "I don't need that much." He says as he puts the money on my desk.

I look at him in confusion and then I turn to look at the money. "N-no Frank. I insist that you take that." I say to him but he only shakes his head again. "I won't take it. You can buy something nice for her." He says as he leans back against the armchair. He lifts his hand over his face and rubs his eyes. "Do you really care about me?" His words make me confused. "Of course I care about you! Why wouldn't I?"

"But do you care about me because of your job or do you really care about me for me? What am I to you?" I think for a moment. He was a student but he was a friend too. I look at my coffee but then I smile. "You aren't just another student to me." He turns to look at me with wide eyes. He seemed to be hopeful like he was waiting for something. "I think you more as a friend than a student." He smiles with a nod at my words. "Thanks." He says to me.

My smile vanishes as I remember the job offer I got from my professor. Should I tell him about that? I felt like I should do that. We had some kind of trust between each other and it would be cruel not to talk about that to him. After all, if I accept that offer I won't be here anymore and someone else will be helping him. And for some reason, I don't want to leave him like that. I don't want to abandon him like others have done. It would be just heartless.

"There is one other thing I wanted to talk about with you." He turns to look at me and waits for me to continue. "I wanted to tell you that my professor offered me another job." He gets a serious look on his face. I turn to look at my cup of coffee. "I guess I wanted to give you a heads up in case I take that job." He gets up and walks over to me. I look at him in confusion as he puts his hands over my shoulders and just looks at me.

"I don't want you to go." He started which made me confused. "Why?" He thinks for a moment at my words. "I need you..." His words pierce right through my heart. They made me feel... something for him. I don't know what it was but it didn't feel awful at all. They were sweet like honey. I didn't see him as a student anymore. He was more like a man to me. He was young, handsome and smart.

"Please stay here with me. I don't want to lose you." My eyes shift to his lips. Should I? He leans little closer than before. I can't help myself. He was doing something to me. I feel our lips touch each other in a sweet kiss which soon turns into a more heated one. This feels so wrong yet so right at the same time. I wrap my arms around his neck while his hands travels from my shoulders to my waist.