He's My Mate! Chapter 18

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Chapter 18: Beautiful!

The can of beer which he was holding fell to the ground,spilling on my shoes.

"Oh My God..." I stood up from the bench rushing to him...this was weird,I thought to myself as I approached him. Seeing your teacher wasted was not a very comforting sight, in fact it was nowhere near comfort, it was just...strange.

"Sir,are you alright?" my voice was shaking a little,a part of me was scared that he might have hurt himself.

He tried getting up but kept stumbling. I offered him my hand and he looked at it for a while before grabbing it and pushing himself up. I could feel the warmth of his touch when we held hands.

He stood up looking at me,unable to stand straight,"Thanks.." he said quietly,not looking at me. I could see how embarrassed he was and I didn't blame him. This was fucking awkward.

"Are you here alone?" I asked concerned.

"Yeah...uhm...no-I just..." he shook his head,walking away.

I don't know what came over me but whatever it was,I didn't mind it,I grabbed his arm and he stopped walking,turning around jerkily.

"Let me drive you home." I offered and he turned to look at my hand which was still on his arm. I removed it reluctantly and he looked at me puzzled for a minute,"Thanks but I think I can drive myself."

So he was here alone...I wondered idly why that was. And although I barely knew the guy, I had a feeling this was not something he normally did. The club was not an exclusive one, but i figured not a lot of students came around, otherwise he wouldn't be here.

"Yeah right. I don't mean to be disrespectful sir,but in the state that you're in,I don't even think you're gonna get to your care without passing out on the way." I told him,trying as best as I could to not sound so worried.

He nodded,searching his pockets and withdrawing the car keys,tossing them to me.

"Can you drive!" he asked,his voice still slurry.

"I wouldn't have offered to drive you if I couldn't." I replied rolling my eyes at him."Lead the way then..." He was trying really hard not to sound drunk, which made it even worse, because he sounded like an idiot.

"What about your friends?" damn I forgot about them for a second there.

"I'll call a cab for them." I said as he guided me to his car,stumbling along the way. Thank heavens he knew his way around the club so we didn't have to go through drunken sweaty bodies to get to his car.

We reached a black car which if I was an expert of cars,I'd say it cost a fortune. It was realy classy and featured everything a car could have. Fancy much Chemistry teacher.

"Wow,this is classy." I was really impressed,and although I knew I wasn't gonna own my own car any time soon,I wanted it to be the first car I drove. In my dreams.

He looked at me and chuckled a bit as I unlocked the door and we both got in.

I buckled up my belt and noticed that he didn't even bother with his.

"Aren't you gonna buckle up?" I raised my eyebrows at him and he smirked,shaking his head. His eyes were now half closed and he pushed the seat backwards,shutting his eyes and drifting off. Someone was really wasted.

"Okay then,let's go." I said as I started the car, more to myself since he was gone.Pulling out of the parking and out of the club.

"Can you please take me to a hotel?" his question caught me off guard. We were ten minutes away from home and I didn't mind one bit getting him to his fiancee. Or maybe I did.

"Why?"

"My...uh...Julia. I don't want to upset her."

"Oh..." I couldn't help but feel a bit envious from his words. I think he really loved her. That should be a good thing right, when two people loved each other, it should be a good thing. But this felt like being stabbed with a knife relentlessly right through my chest.

"Where is it?" I asked and he didn't reply.

"The hotel you're talking about,where is it?" I asked focusing on the road.

"Do you mind taking me to your place?"

What? Why would I wanna do that, I knew my mom was not home but what if I was unable to control myself. It was hard enough being in the same car as him.

"Please." he pleaded.

"Why? I can always drive you to the hotel..."

"Just please Charlene,I won't bother you,I promise I'll behave.I know your mom isn't home." He placed his hand on my thigh and before I even had a chance to react, he retracted quickly.

But,how did he know that my mom was not home? But now was not the time to think about that.

"okay..." I found myself saying,turning the radio on to fill the silence in the car.

When we were half way to my house,I turned to look at him,he had his eyes closed,lying on the seat,asleep,I think. It took me sometime before I turned my gaze to the road,I nearly forgot I was driving.

I parked the car outside of our house.

He didn't move or open his eyes and I just looked at him,taking in every feature of him,his black full eyelashes,his lips,his fine jaw line, he was really handsome.

"Like what you see?" he flicked his eyes open and I looked away immediately.

He wasn't asleep, shit.

"Uhm...I" I really didn't know what to say and he just smirked,opening the door.

I got out of the car, walked quickly to the house unlocking the door and he followed in,still unable to walk straight,he was really drunk. And when I turned on the lights, I could see just how much. His electric blue eyes were so dull and fuck, he looked puffy as hell. But he was still Jonathan.

I took my phone out of my pocket,texting Jess and the guys to inform them that I had left and I called a cab for them.

"Do you...maybe want some water?" I scratched my head,walking to the living room and he shook his head,as I took a seat on the couch.

"Thanks." he was embarrassed.I nodded turning the tv on. This was the point where precedent was set. Take your drunken teacher home and then what? What did I do next?

"What are you watching?" he said,stumbling forward as he was trying to walk to where I was seated.

I got up quickly,catching him before he fell.

We stayed tangled,my hands on his hips,bless his abs...he had one hand on my waist and the other around my neck. We stared into each other's eyes for what felt like ages.

We let go of each other and as I was about to walk away,he grabbed my wrist,turned me around and pushed me to his body,stroking my cheek lightly.

"God you're a fucking mess you know that? You just drive me mad...Do you see what you do to me?"




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