I left alone. I left the world, I was running,
to be by your side I was dying,
alone by your side I was flying.
"Lay down." he orders and I feel an exited nervousness bubbling in my stomach. I comply and sit on top of the white comforter on the large bed. I start to take my shirt off and his hands are suddenly on the hem."Clothes on Luna."
I feel my cheeks heating up despite of his friendly tone and I lower my eyes. He grabs my hand and I look upwards at his gentle smile. He lifts an edge of the comforter, "get in."
I do as he asks and he covers me with the soft material. He turns around and starts leaving the room and I feel my stomach drop.
"Alex!" I exclaim and he turns around, eyebrows raised in his beautiful face, "Please... Please don't leave me alone."
I see the same flicker passing through his eyes once again and he nods his head. I lift the comforter as he takes his shoes off near the bed. He lays down besides me while still clad in his jeans and shirt, and he places his arm under his head. I watch his face as he glances at the roof above us and then he slowly looks at me.
His eyes are vulnerable as they search my face. I observe the frown between his dark eyebrows and I allow my finger to reach towards them and smooth it over. The corner of his mouth lifts up in a brief smile and then returns to its serious expression. He looks so young, so sad.
"I don't know what to do." He tells me and i immediately know what he means.
"Neither do I," I reply while looking into his deep green eyes.
"You're too young Luna," his face is melancholic and his eyes are helpless, "and you're my student for god's sakes."
"I can't keep away from you," I admit and he caresses my cheekbone with his thumb.
"Neither can I, not since that club." He reveals to me, "I've watched you since the first time you walked into my classroom. I've tried to control myself but it's bloody impossible when i'm around you."
"I don't want you to control yourself." I say and I place my head against his chest.
His heart is beating rapidly, mirroring mine perfectly. I place my hand over his ribcage and then look at him again from under my lashes. He's looking at me curiously and his eyes are quickly flitting between my features as if trying to memorize them.
"This feels right, I can't explain it." I say and he sighs, closing his eyes.
"Let's pretend that we're just two uncomplicated strangers tonight." he looks into my eyes and I nod. I feel his arms wrapping around me and I feel happy at the gesture.
I lay my head down again and I feel his hand caressing my hair and untangling the strands. The rise and fall of his chest and his heartbeats make my eyes drift close. I try to keep my eyes open for as long as I can but the rhythmic sounds of his body lull me to sleep.
***
My eyes open lazily as I regain consciousness. The morning light trickles throughout the room through the open curtains, and I feel my limbs still comfortably heavy from sleep. I can't remember the last time I slept this well.
Alex's arm is draped over my body protectively and I smile involuntarily at the sight. Why couldn't I remain asleep for a little while longer?
I look at his sleeping face. All the lines in his face are smoothed over and he looks peaceful in his unconscious state. He looks so boyish like this, without a care in the world. I look at the details of his face; at his carved out cheekbones, full lips and dark eyebrows. How is it possible that this man feels the same thing for me as I feel for him?
Slowly, I remove his arm from around me and he frowns in his sleep and hold me tighter. I reluctantly take his hand away from me and stand up quietly. I tiptoe to the kitchen and decide that I'll prepare breakfast for us.
After deciding that i'm going to prepare pancakes I start hunting for all the ingredients around the kitchen and pantry. Once the batter is done I make the coffee and find some berries sitting on fridge. I take them out and heat the pan up, proceeding to make the pancakes.
Once they're done I place the stacks on two plates and sprinkle the berries on top along with some powdered sugar.
"What's that smell?" His husky voice startles me and I turn around. He's squinting his eyes against the clarity and his hair is adorably disheveled. I notice that he changed into sweatpants and I can't help admiring how good he looks in them.
"I made pancakes," I reply and he raises his eyebrows in surprise.
He sits on the stool and I pour coffee in two mugs and place one of them in front of him as he looks at me, "thank you."
"No need to thank me," I smile at him, "You always cook for me anyways."
He nods at that and digs into his food. I watch with satisfaction as he eats everything i've made. He's about to say something when my phone starts to ring.
I stand up and walk towards the sound and then accept the call, "hello?"
"Luna? What the fuck happened with you?!" I hear Mika exclaim from the other end of the line.
"What?" I reply confusedly. What is she talking about?
"You disappeared last night," She says confusedly and my mind connect the pieces as I walk back into the living room. Alex looks at me questioningly.
"Oh right. My stomach was acting up during the party and I decided to leave early. I'm at home taking it easy. Sorry for not telling you yesterday," I realize that leaving her alone in the party was such an awful thing to do and I immediately feel guilty.
"It's okay," she sighs and then her voice returns to its normal perky tone, "I know how you can make it up to me. I'm kind of near your house, we could have a girls' day. I'll call Ava."
Shit, I mutter soundlessly. "Yeah, totally. Call me when you're near."
I hang the phone up and rush to the bedroom. I start grabbing my stuff as quickly as I can and then Alex walks in.
"What's going on?"
"My friends are going to my house right now and they think i'm there," I tell him worriedly. I grab my dress and then groan as I realize that i'll have to wear it.
"Hey, calm down. You can wear my sweatpants if you like," he walks to his drawer and pulls a gray pair out, "I'll drive you home."
"Thanks," I say, "I'm going to change now."
He leaves the room and I grab the pair of trousers from the bed. I put them on and roll the hem several times until it's kind of my size and tighten the string at my waist. God, I look terrible i think as I quickly look at myself on the mirror.
I leave the bedroom barefooted with my heels and clutch in a hand and dress draped on my opposite arm. Alex is waiting by the door and he opens it as he sees me. We rush downstairs and into the garage, where we enter his car.
"I like your car," I say, "Ford Capri v8. It's a classic."
"Do you know cars?" He asks surprisedly.
"A little bit." I admit and blush.
He drives outside and turns the heating on. The weather started changing today, it's officially the end of summer. We zoom through the little streets of Winchester, passing by tiny bookstores, cafes and shops on our way towards the more residential area of the town. I give him directions to my home and I hum to the songs playing during the car ride.
We arrive at the gates of my house and I feel sad once he stops the car. Alex turns the keys in the ignition and the car switches off, making us sit in silence once the music stops.
"What's going to happen now?" I whisper.
"I don't know. It's best if we keep apart, even if we don't want to." he says and I know he's right despite of the pain his words cause me.
I nod my head, "Bye Alex."
"Bye Luna." he looks forlorn as he says so and I force myself to open the door and get out. Before I enter through the gates I take I final look at the car and feel my chest tighten as I run through the gravel driveway and into my home.