" And nothing will ever change that. I guarantee it!"


I stood up, leaving him to grovel and had every intention to leave him behind.


" Your still going to go," he whispered sadly, " You wont even fight for us?"


Us... Was there ever really an us? I mean anyone who saw us in broad day late could tell we dispised one other. But if they would of caught us on camera the night we had sex it would look like we are found of each other. God are we those people who can never make up there mind on if we are a couple of not? I hate those people. You either are or your not. Make up your damn mind!


I ran a hand though my hair and showed Professor Maddox my worn out expression.


" Professor Maddox," I sighed, " Why would I fight if I don't even know what I'm fighting for?"


He bit the inside of his cheek before getting up off the floor.


" Because fighting for something. Even if your not sure what it is, is better than giving up."


I smiled softly. He was sounding like a genius. And maybe he his. In his own totally out of the ordinary way.


" Gia... I have something I want to say.... Please here me out.... Don't run till I finish...Ok?"


The tone laced in his voice, so sad yet hope was all I needed to agree to his request. I sat down on the bench and he smiled with relief.


" Ok I'm not good at this so just to warn you."


He was stalling.


" Keep this up and we will be here all night," I joked.


" Right," he agreed. Professor Maddox rubbed his hands together than laced his hands with mine.


" As I'm sure you are aware. My mom wants granbabies."

Ah what? I opened my mouth but he put a hand to my lips.


" No talking to the end ok?"


I nodded swiftly. Professor Maddox moved his hand away and but it right back in the same position.


" As I was saying my mom wants grandkids. And she expects me to be the one to have them. She's been trying to set me up with all these woman to find the one and none of them were for me... I just didn't feel that... zing... or spark... Until I met you... There was something about you instantly.... One look at you as I was drawn like a moth to a flame... You were so pretty.... in a catholic school way... Don't get me wrong you still are now.... You are breathtaking....I will admit when I saw you next with a new hairstyle and clothes I thought you were a slutt.... But I misjudged you... A lot it seems... and it was wrong of me... Gia... I think of you all the time.... I can't get you out of my mind.... I see your face or hear your laugh or your fiery temper... But mostly I feel your sweet lips on mine... That first kiss.... It was like it came right of a fairytale... It was perfect in so many ways... Never had I been that into one single kiss alone...."

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