Still Mr. Kingstons POV
I barely thought anything that period. I put on a video about historic singers and sat back. Part of me wanted me to finish my work but the other part of me wanted to run into Morrisons arms. Despite my feelings, I was able to get all my work done. With a few minutes to spare, I had a nice conversation with the class. Just like that, the bell rang and everyone had a quick sigh.
As I was leaving, I saw Morrison, walking out of his classroom. I know he doesn't want anyone to know about us. But I couldn't do nothing when he was like this. I quickly kissed his cheek. He seemed to smile even though he didn't look up. When I backed away, I held out my hand. He gave me a strange look at first but then he said, "Oh right, car keys."
He handed me the keys. Even though that was handy. It wasn't my intention. I grabbed his hand and pulled him along to his car. He blushed slightly the whole way. I opened the door for him and then got in myself. When I got in, I turned towards him. It wasn't what I expected but I loved it.
What he did was pull me close to him and pressed his sweet soft lips onto mine. He was passionate and didn't want to stop. He kept moving and turning. I couldn't breathe. He cupped my face with his hands. I wrapped my arms around his waist. He just kept going and going until I guess he ran out of breath. I might have panted a little but all that did caused him to smile. We were still millimeters from each other's faces. I felt his breath. I noticed a moving object in the corner of my eye. I looked to the side of me to see Mrs. Gasai, waving her hand while she stood at the foot of the cars hood with her phone out. She was recording us the entire time. Morrison and I both retreated to our own corners of the car while turning a right red.
She put her phone away and turned while screaming, "BLACKMAAAAIIIIIILLLL!!!" We started the car. He told me how to get to his house and while doing so, he stared at our hands that were held together.
When we got there, I got out of the car and ran to his side to let him out.
"What a gentleman." He said while getting out of the car. I shrugged while he took my hand and dragged me to his doorstep. He unlocked the door and allowed me to go in first. His house was a decent sized house. But it was very clean. Everything was put in an exact order. It was fit for the President. I took our coats and hung them up in the closet. He sat on the couch and patted beside him to make me do the same. When I sat down, he put his head on my shoulder.
"So, what do you want for lunch?"
"I don't know. What do you have?"
"Well I can make us sandwiches or soup ooorrrr an oven pizza. Whatever you want."
"A sandwich sounds nice." He stood up and walked to the kitchen. I followed. He opened the fridge and started to put out different ingredients.
"Can you get the bread? It's next to the fridge." I did what he asked and by the time I got it, he was already done putting out the ingredients.
"So, what do you want?" The island was filled with all different meats and vegetables.
"Uh just some ham and lettuce would be nice." He quickly made the sandwich. He put it on a plate and put it to the side. He made another sandwich with turkey, lettuce, and mayonnaise. Then he grabbed both plated and put them on the table.
"Would you like anything to drink?"
"Do you have any beer?"
"Yeah, I have corona. Is that okay?"
"Yeah that's fine." He grabbed a cup and filled it with soda and got a corona from an unopened case. I guess he saved them for his guests. He sat down at the table across from me. He handed me the bottle and smiled.
"Thanks."
"No problem."
We ate and talked about all kinds of stuff. We went from talking about the Avengers to explaing why penguins should have gills. By the time we finished, it was 4 o' clock. I helped cleaning the dishes. When we were done, I took his hand and sat him down on the couch. I sat down next to him and pulled him close to me. I pushed my lips onto his.
His lips were warm and soft. A lightning bolt hit my body. My heart was racing and I couldn't breathe. I gripped him tighter and he pulled on the collar of my shirt. Soon I found myself pushing him onto the couch. I pushed on his lips and he wrapped his arms around my neck. I kissed his jaw and his neck. His breathing quickened. I slid my hand down his chest but then-
The doorbell rang. I got up and he was laying on the couch panting. When I opened the door, I saw a man, wearing what seemed like a priest uniform. He smiled then spoke.
"Hello, do you have a moment to spend with Jesus Christ?" I quickly said no. He tried to stop me from ending our little chat but I turned back to Morrison. He was now sitting up right on the couch. It was early in the afternoon. There was so much we could do.
"Hey, do you want to watch a movie or something?" He asked while turning a light pink. I sat down next to him and said "Yeah." He leaned toward to get the remote for the TV. I put my arm around him as he switched to the On-Demand channel. We scrolled through the movies and finally chose one. Morrison chose the movie called "The Notebook". He said it was a good movie and I would like it. He hit the play button and there we were watching another movie.
