You Are The Only Exception {Teacher/Student Relationship}

You Are The Only Exception:Ch 17 {Teacher/Student Relationship}

~You Are The Only Exception: {Teacher/Student Relationship}~


Chapter 17

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I felt his lips slowly, move down towards the side of my neck. His hands
were on my waist, and his thumbs found their way under my shirt, and
started rubbing small circles into my hip bones. I felt my face heat up,
and I started to back away, but stopped when I noticed his grip tighten
the slightest. His lips, now, brushed against my ear. "Let's get out of
this rain." he whispered. It was then, did I noticed the rain was still
falling, and his hot breath against my skin made me shiver ever so
slightly.

He let go of my waist, and laced his fingers through mine, and started
towing me to the entrance. The doors finally slide open, and I saw
the receptionist desk to my right. I felt her staring at us, and I immediately
felt embarrassed. I started pulling my hand from his grasp, he
stopped walking, and turned to face me.

I kept my eyes on the floor, and then his shoes came into my view.
"Don't make me carry you." I heard him whisper, there was a touch of
a smile in his voice. He turned around, and began pulling me again.

I heard the elevator ding, and we stepped inside. I finally looked up at
him as he pushed floor fourteen, he turned to look at me, and I blush
when I remembered we were still holding hands. I heard him chuckle,
and I finally noticed the proximity between us. I felt his finger go under
my chin, and tilt it back, forcing me to look at him.

"Evere--" I tried to say, but was cut off when he gently pressed his lips
to mine, and I felt my eyes widen in shock. His lips felt so warm, and
soft. I lightly pressed my lips against his, and he pulled away. His lips
trailed down to the side of my neck, and his hands went to my waist. He
gently started sucking at my skin. I felt my internal temperature soar,
and I would be surprised if I wasn't sweating already.

'How long is this damn elevator ride.' I thought to myself. I heard the
elevator doors finally open.

He grabbed my hand, and pulled me through the elevator doors, and we
headed for his room. He pulled out his key card, and unlocked the door.
After he opened, and closed the door, he pushed me against the door
with a little to much force, and I suddenly felt scared.

He pressed his lips against the same spot on my neck. I felt his lips trail
to my cheek, and one of his hands slide under my shirt, and rested just
below my navel. I let out a little whimper, and started to push him away.
His eyes widened when he saw my face. "Oh god, Michelle. I'm sorry."

"I-It's okay." I said, in a whisper, even though my neck was stinging a bit.

I saw him smile sweetly at me. "You know who you remind me of?" he
asked. I shook my head no, and waited for him to continue. "Chessur,
the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. When he's at the tea party,
and the Mad Hatter yells at him, and he has that adorable cat face." I
felt my eyes widen slightly. "Yeah. That's who you remind me of." He
kissed my cheek, and cupped my cheek with his hand.

I smiled back, and kissed him on the lips, and his eyes widened in shock.
His eyes trailed down to my neck, and he smirked. "What are you staring
at?" I raised my right hand, and placed it on my neck.

"Let's just say,... I marked you." He took a few steps back, and I
watched him with caution.

'What does he mean 'marked me'?' I thought, and furrowed my brows.

The door was suddenly opening, and Everett grabbed my forearm and
pulled me into his chest. I looked up to see him scowling the person
that opened the door.

"Hey!" I heard Riley say excitedly.

I pulled away from Everett, and turned towards Riley. "Hi." I said, and
smiled.

"Dude!" Riley yelled, and I jumped. "What happened to your neck?" he
asked me with wide eyes, and then he looked at Everett.

"Wha--" I started.

"You gave her a love bite." Riley said with a smirk on his face, and while
pointing at Everett.

"Well I got a little carried awa- " he started.

I ignored him and went to the fridge, grabbed an ice cube, and placed it on
the bruising area. I heard Everett yelling at Riley to leave, I sighed, and
yawned.

Someone put their hands on my shoulders. "Sleepy." Everett said. I felt
his fingers brush my neck. "You can barely see it. I promise."

"Yes, I'm sleepy. I'm going to change." I threw the ice cube in the sink,
and went to the bathroom, and changed into some basketball shorts. I
climbed into bed, and covered myself. I felt so safe being around him,...
I could trust him, I have my guard up for everyone else, but for him, I know
it's no good. I smiled, and closed my eyes.


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I heard whispering. "Angel... your so beautiful." Everett said, and I felt him
touch my cheek. " I love you, Michelle."


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I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I groaned, sat up and
started searching for my phone. I spotted it on the night stand next
to me, and grabbed it.

I cleard my throat. "Hello."

"Hi sweetie."

"Mom?" I sat up straighter, and leaned against the headboard.

"Yep, I just wanted to let you know I'll be picking you up today. Isn't
that great!" She said happily.

"Oh, uh." I looked towards the door way and saw Everett walking over
to the bed. He climbed in, and put his hands behind his head. I felt
a little sad that I would have to leave. "Yeah, Mom. I can't wait to see
you." I said, and smiled.

"Me too, sweetie. See you soon." and with that she hung up.

I sighed, and turned to looked at Everett, who was now leaning against
the bed board. "Your leaving?"

"Yeah." I said, and smiled softly, and I saw a flicker of sadness cross
his eyes.

"When?"

"She's picking me up today." I said, stood up, and stretched. I grabbed
my backpack, and headed towards the bathroom. I pulled out a white
muscle shirt, dark blue skinny jeans, and a white bra, and underwear.

I stood under the warm water, and finally began to scrub, and lather
my shampoo in my hair. I rinsed, and applied body wash, and rinsed
again. I finished, and wrapped myself in a towel. I parted, and combed
threw my hair, and changed into my clothes.

I stepped out of the bathroom, and placed my backpack, and placed
it on the neatly made bed. I checked my phone, and saw a new
message.

Mom: I'll be there in 5 min.

I sighed, and shouldered my bag, and walked to the living room. I
suddenly felt sad. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and looked up to
see Everett smiling sweetly at me. I felt him slip something in my
front pocket. I turned around to face him, and saw him holding
something behind his back.

"I was going to have you wait until Christmas to open it, but..." he
trailed off, and I saw a jewelery box between us. I look up at him
again, and saw him looking at me. "Go ahead, open it." he whispered.
 
I hesitated, but finally took the box from his hand. I took a deep breath,
and opened it. There, in the box, was the most beautiful necklace. It
was a sparkling open heart pendant, with a ruby at the center, and
diamonds accented along the chain. I smiled, showing teeth and all,
and looked up at him, and looked back at the necklace, and I felt my
smile fade slowly.

"Angel, what's wrong?" I felt his finger go under my chin, and he tilted
my face up. "I thought you would like it."

"I-I do... I just can't accept this." I said, and pushed the box against
his chest.

"Why not?" He asked, completely ignoring the box.

"I-I didn't get you anything." I said softly, and blushed.

I heard him chuckle, "All I want is you." I blushed harder, and I was
about to say something, when he kiss me lightly.

I smiled, and opened the jewelery box again, I pulled the necklace out,
and examined it. Everett took the necklace out of my hands, he moved
behind me, and I lifted my hair, and in seconds it was securely on my
neck. "I love it. Thank you." I said. I finally remember that he put
something in my front pocket, and reached inside, and pulled out a
keycard.

I looked up at him, and raised one of my eyebrows. "Just in case. or
whenever you want to come over."

I smirked and shook my head. I heard a knock at the door, and began
walking towards it, but stopped when Everett grabbed my wrist. "Yes?"

He moved closer to me, with only a few inches between us. "I think
you know what I want."

I smiled, and pressed my lips to his. His soft, warm lips felt so perfect
against mine. I felt one of his hands on my waist, and the other go behind
my neck, and he deepened the kiss. My hands instantly went up his
chest, and I felt and heard both of us breathing hard. He pulled away,
and rested his forehead against mine,and I smiled.

"I love that smile." he commented, and my smile widened.

I pulled away from him, and answered the door, and saw my Mom
standing there. "Hi, sweetie." she said, and hugged me.

"Hi." I said.

"Thank you so much for watching her for me." my Mom said to
Everett.

"Oh, it was no problem."

My Mom looked at me, then back at Everett. "Say Everett, What are
you doing on the thirty-first?... New Years Eve?" I gave my Mom a
quizzical look.

"No plans." He said simply.

"Good." My Mom said, and clapped her hands together. "I want to
take you with us. To eat dinner." I opened my mouth to say something,
but she dragged me down the hall. "See you then." she said, and
waved goodbye to him.

"Sure." I heard him yell.


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Christmas passed, and New Years Eve finally arrived. I was nervous,
and anxious, and I reach for the necklace Everett had given me. I smiled,
as I remember.

"Hey, Michelle. You should start getting ready, don't you think?" I turned
to see my Mom in my door way.

I nodded, and headed for my closet, and immediately say a black
dress hanging in the front of my closet. I turned to look at my Mom,
and she just smiled, and walked away.

I took a shower, and quickly put my hair into elegant curls that were
flowing down my back. I put my necklace back on, and then slipped
into my new dress. The dress had spaghetti straps, ruffles on the bottom
half, and a bow that ties around the waist. I smiled as I looked myself
threw in the mirror, I was satisfied, and put on my black heels.

I walked to my Mom room, "Mom are you ready?" I asked. I noticed
she wasn't dressed, and seemed to be reading manuscripts.

She look up at me with sad eyes. "I'm sorry."

"Oh, it's okay, really." I assured her, and smiled.

I heard the door bell ring, and went down stairs. I opened the door,
and there stood Everett in some black dress pants, and a black shirt.

He looked me up and down, and gave me a quick kiss. I stared at
him shocked, but smiled when I heard my Mom coming down stairs.

"Keep her safe now, and not too late."

"I'll bring her back early." Everett said, and I felt his hand go to the
small of my back, and I walked out the door.


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We came to the same restaurant that my Dad had took me to. I
ordered the Fettuccine Alfredo again, and I suddenly felt him staring at me.
"What are you staring at?" I asked, and turned to face him.

"Hmm," he said pretending to think. "Maybe at the fact that you look
beautiful, and your wearing the necklace I bought you."

I nodded, and smiled. Our food came shortly, and we began to eat.

"So you know school starts up again, right?"

I sighed, 'Yes.' I told myself. School starts back up on Monday, and
today was Friday. "Yeah I know."

"Your not the only one that doesn't want to go back." he said and
shook his head, and chuckled.


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After dinner, he took us to the next town over, to a place where fireworks
were visible in the sky. We went to a park, and the trees were lite up
with white Christmas lights. Each and every tree look beautiful, and the
river next to the park reflected the trees perfectly.

We walked up a small bridge, and I stopped when we came towards the
center, and leaned against the bridge, taking in the view. I turned to see
Everett looking down at me, and I smiled. I felt him grab my hand, and
entwined our fingers. My smiled widened when I started hearing people
around us counting down from ten.

He pulled me closer to him, and whispered. "Six."

"Five." I said, and brought my face closer to his.

"Four." I felt his breath on my cheek.

"Three." and brushed my lips against his neck, and I heard him sighed
heavily.

"Two." he then cupped my face in his hands.

"One." I said, and his lips crashed down on mine. My lips molded
perfectly against his, and I felt my body tingle with electricity. I pulled
away, when I heard firework burst above us, and I smiled. I look back
at him to see him looking at me, and he returned my smile. I turned
my attention back to the fireworks, and felt Everett wrap his arms
around my waist. I leaned back against his chest, as he rested his
chin on my shoulder, and kissed my cheek.

A song came on in the speakers around the park, and I saw a few
people beginning to dance.

"Wanna dance?" I heard him whisper in my ear.

I blushed knowing I wasn't that good of a dancer. I felt him grab my
hand and he spun me around to face him. My hands went and grabbed
on to his upper arms, and his hands rested on my waist. He pulled me
closer, and I blushed even harder. The fireworks shined down on us, and
we were tinted whatever color they would burst to.

I relaxed a bit, and I noticed that I knew the song that was on the speakers.
"Take my heart, and please don't break it." I sang along.

I looked up to see Everett smiling down at me, and he kissed my forehead,
and he pulled me closer, and I rested my head on his chest. I smiled, as
we swayed back and forth, under the colors of the fireworks.


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I heard a door open, and someone talking. "Oh, did she fall asleep
on the ride back?"

'Mom' I thought, and I felt myself being carried.

"Yes, she seemed very sleepy once we got to my jeep." I heard
Everett say and chuckle.

"Well thanks for taking her out, and for carrying her to bed." I heard
my Mom laugh. "Happy New Years, and I'll be heading to bed now."

"Happy New Years to you too." I heard a door open, and close, and
then I opened my eyes to see we were in my room, and I was now
on my bed. I groaned, and moved around, and I heard someone
chuckle.

I turned my head to see Everett holding some of my clothes. I was
to sleepy to sit up, and he walked towards me. "I'm going to change
your clothes, alright? Or do you want to change yourself?"

I groaned again, all I wanted to do was fall back asleep. He was now
hovering over me. "Alright, I'll change myself." I grabbed my clothes
from his hands, and headed for the bathroom, and changed quickly.

I climbed back into bed, and found Everett hovering over me again.
He caressed my cheek with his hand. "Goodnig-" I cut him off
with my lips.

I felt one of his hands linger on my knee, and the other went to
the small of my back, lifting me off the bed slightly. He pulled away,
and stared at me.

"Goodnight, my beautiful Angel." He said, and kissed my temple,
and he started to leave.

"I'll visit you soon." I said, and smiled.

"I'll be looking forward to it." he smirked, and winked.





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