My Hero

As I collapsed on the floor I could hear faint footsteps of urgency getting louder and louder. Until they came to an airport stop next to my body. I was picked up and carried away. When I woke up around a couple of hours later, I'm in a double bed with sheets over me, this isn't my home. I opened my eyes tiredly to see Mr Evans Sitting before me on the bed, "Morning Sunshine" he smiled innocently and a rush of emotions went through my body I cowered under the quilt. He crawled over to me lifted the quilt and put eyes locked. It seemed like he was going to kiss me. He sat back and continued talking,

"You fainted and when I took you to the infirmary, they said you just needed rest so j brought you to my place."

"We kissed, and you didn't even say anything about it"

"I'm you teacher what am I meant to say about it" I cowered my face in the quilt again to find I'm in someone's pajamas. I scream without thinking, "Its fine Hayley I didn't change you my butler did" How is he so wealthy to afford a butler, he's a public school teacher. Something seems off. Even though he spoke I kept my face under the quilt, he pulled it off my face again. In the end I gave up on resisting and went for it, I swung my legs over his and kissed him. He kissed me back and held me tightly, "I like you, I do, but I could lose my job" He hugged me tightly, I believed this would be our last hug, and it made me feel sick.

(similar to their hug, but his expression is sincerer)

"So you won't even try to be with me at all, So I wasted my first kiss on you" I said abruptly. He looked shocked, he looked like he was going to scream, but he didn't he calmly spoke

"What are you trying to do to me make me fall for you so much that I quit me job, I like you Hayley but your 17, and I'm 37. It wouldn't work anyway I'm old enough to be your father"

My eyes begin to tear up, maybe if I cry so much he'll feel bad and say yes to me. I rest my head on his lap and cry. I can feel him get flustered but I ignore it, he strokes my hair while I sob, and then I can feel he begins to braid my hair. "Turn and I'll do the other side" he says sweet and kindly, I do turn, this man could ask me to do anything and I would. When he's finished, I sit up and look in the mirror across the room. "You're really good at braiding hair, where did you learn?" He doesn't answer the question and brings my head to his lap and closes his eyes. What is wrong with him, he tells me he doesn't want to be together but he wants me to lay on him like a couple, I won't be someone he can play with.

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