Chapter 17

**Chapter 17**

**Logan**

"You're my teacher," she says, "my art and English teacher," it seems she is talking to herself. "You could lose your job because of what we well I did," she pauses. "I shouldn't have kissed you, and I shouldn't have kissed you last night." My eyes widen.

‘So she does remember,’ I think to myself,

"My best friend fancies you," she is definitely talking herself out of liking me ", and I never found you extremely attractive in the first place. You're my teacher," she says again.

"Teacher...student ...teacher ...student," she pauses and frowns a little "Only sluts make out with their teachers and Megan, you are no slut...I know I'm not," she says to herself. I shake my head in confusion and continue to watch her as this is quite amusing.

"He's old too," she says to herself. I'm pretty offended by that. "he's not that old, though. He's like a baby adult...he acts like one anyway...which is cute...no Megan focus, you cannot think like that about your good-looking art and English teacher...but that accent, oh god that accent...stop it," she then puts her head in her hands and lets out a small frustrated scream.

"Are you ok?" I finally ask, as it seems she has forgotten about me. Her head shoots up, and a small smile forms on her perfect lips.

"What do you think?" she suddenly asks.

"I'm your teacher, and you’re my student, and that is all we should be. We should wait a few years, and if we have feelings for each other, we shall see," I say way too calmly. I can hear myself screaming in my head, *‘What the hell are you doing? Wait? Seriously you're going to make me wait before I can I can kiss her again?*

"That sounds good because mine could just be a schoolgirl crush," I frown if hers is a schoolgirl crush, what is mine? She gives me a small smile. "Does that offer still stand?" she asks. I nod and stand up, holding out my hand for her while pressing the alarm button again to cancel it and the button for the floor to my apartment. Her soft hand moves into mine, and I can't help but squeeze it a little.

~*~

Scott has gone home Carl has just got back from walking the dog. We are sitting and watching a movie when I say we, I mean Carl and I, as Megan is asleep with her head on my shoulder.

"So what happened when you went after her? Did she tell you why she is upset?" he asks. I shake my head and turn my head to look at her.

"She kissed me," I state.

"What! What did you do?" he asks.

"I kissed her back," I say, turning to look at him.

"What are you thinking? You've just got straight, and you're going to mess yourself up again over a girl you don't know and who will be out of your life in a year," he states. I sigh and go to answer when her phone goes off. Her head lifts, she blinks a couple of times and starts to yawn as she answers the phone sleepily.

"No, not yet," she says, sitting up with her legs crossed and eyes closed while still talking on the phone. "I'm exhausted, Melanie," she states. "I can tell you're sorry...hmm...did you go shopping? Really? What did you buy me?" she rubs her eyes. "aww, thanks, I'll come and get them, and then I'll give you the money...I feel like I've been run over by a train...of course, I know what that feels like," she says with a small smile. She lays her head back on my shoulder. "Please stop," she says after about two minutes. "Urgh, I'd never thought I'd see the day that Melanie Fice would have a crush on a teacher." Then she laughs, "I'm going to tell him." She then takes the phone from her ear and sits up, looking at me with a slight mischievous smile.

"Why are you staring at him like that?" Carl asks, narrowing his eyes at her. "Your friend fancies Logan," he states and then starts laughing. "I'm guessing you're the fit teacher at school, dude," he assumes. I frown and shake my head.

"Melanie," she says, returning her phone to her ear. "Yes, you will hate me for a day, but I didn't tell him his friend told him...yes, the creepy guy...given you nearly died when you saw him last night, that's probably how he knows. You did point him out twice and watch him walk to the bar. I don't know how many times to perv on his butt," she says. I chuckle and shake my head. "I think I should stop. He's getting all embarrassed...no not over the fact you have a thing for him. It's because we are now talking about him in front of him...I will meet you at the end of your street in an hour...ok bye," she puts the phone down and chuckles.

"I feel satisfied now I have done that," she says, smiling. "Not that I've embarrassed you, just that Melanie has got embarrassed. She goes bright red; it is funny,” I raise an eyebrow.

"Megan," Carl says, getting her attention, but it gets mine too, "You have an amazing singing voice. Can you play any instruments?" he asks.

"Urm, yeah, I can play piano, guitar and a bit of drums and a bit of violin," she states. My eyes widen a little. "My mother played the violin, and I met Tyler through playing the piano as he plays the drums, so I learnt a little from him," she states. "My mother insisted on me learning to play the piano," she pauses. "She wanted someone to play the piano while she practised the violin," she says with a small smile.

"Cool," Carl says, turning his gaze towards me a little and looking back at Megan.

"Do you play?" she asks to him.

"I play the drums. Logan's the one that can play more than one instrument," he says, lighting up a cigarette.

She turns to look at me. "Drums and bass guitar," I state, and she turns her head away from me to the T.V. "Carl," I say, getting his attention. He turns to look at me. "We'll have a takeaway tonight," I tell him. He nods an OK and then turns his attention to the TV.

"Urm..." I hear Megan say after about ten minutes, "Will you give me a lift to Melanie's house?" she asks both of us.

"Me?" Carl asks.

"Either of you, I'm not fussed," she states. "Or both of you," she adds on.

"Yeah," I say, "I'll drive because he's had a few beers," I say, not looking at her. Carl gets up and walks into his room.

"I'll take the dog out then; I'll be back in about an hour," he calls from his room. I sigh as I don't want to be alone with her, which isn't for any wrong reasons. I don't know if I can control myself around her alone.

"Ok," I say, watching him walk out, putting his trainers on while calling for Max to follow him. I look at Megan to see her looking down a little upset. I stand up and walk to the kitchen to make myself a drink. After a few minutes, I could feel her standing behind me.

"Have I done something wrong?" she asks timidly. I turn to look at her and shake my head "It's just you're acting weird towards me as if I've annoyed you," she says quietly.

"You haven't annoyed me," I mutter, but she hears me.

"But you're annoyed?" she asks.

"No...I'm just thinking," I half lie as I'm annoyed, but I'm annoyed with myself. I'm thinking about her, and only her and I can't stop. "Do you want a drink?" I ask her.

"What kind of drink can I have?" she asks, moving to my side.

"Any you like," I state, a little confused by the question.

"Can I have a cup of coffee?" she asks.

"I have hot chocolate as well," I state. She smiles slightly and nods; I smirk and reach for a cup and the hot chocolate. "Are you hungry?" I ask her.

"No" she says shaking her head while looking down at the floor. I frown and start to make her hot chocolate.

"Thank you," she says after taking it from my hands and waiting for me to pass her so she can walk behind.