Fifty Shades of Way

***Ivy's POV***

"Wait... What?" my eyes widened

"Ivy, I love you."

"Gerard, you-you can't love me. It would never work." I was right. It would never work. Would it?

"I don't care. You don't know how you make me feel inside. It's like I can't contain myself around you. You're just so-"

I gripped his hair, and pulled him close to me, cutting him off. I ran my hands through his knotted hair, interlocking our lips. Once again, he was shocked by my actions, but went along with it. He pulled away, and walked over to his cluttered desk, and cleared it off, knocking everything onto the floor. He then walked back over to me, and let his hands hands trail down my body, grabbing my butt, and hoisting me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him even closer. He laid me on his desk, not breaking the kiss. The taste of coffee in his mouth sent goosebumps to my arms. I let myself get lost in his mouth, until I came to my senses, and remembered who he was. He's Mr. Way. My fucking chemistry teacher. I put my hand on his warm shoulder, and roughly pushed him off me.

"Ivy? D-Did I do something wrong?" I stared at the floor, and then brought my gaze back up to him. Without a word, I grabbed my backpack, and ran out of his classroom. I heard him call after me, but I kept running. That's it. We went too far. This isn't right. He's a teacher, I'm a student. Those two don't match.

***Gerard's POV***

I slammed my hand hard on the desk. Great job, Gerard. Fucked up once again. There was only one thing left to do. I grabbed my car keys, and stormed out of the room. I got into the car, and drove to the nearest bar. Once I got there, the strong scent of alcohol came over me. It smelled like my bedroom as a teenager. I shuddered at the thought of it. I sighed, and plopped myself down at the bar, ordering myself a glass of vodka. All of a sudden, I hear a young girl's giggle come from behind me. I turned my head around, and see Ivy's back. She was with some old douche. My eyes widened in shock as the man slowly trailed his hand down her back, squeezing her butt. Oh fuck no.

"Excuse me! Who the fuck do you think you ar-" my voice cut off once the girl turned around. It wasn't Ivy. She actually looked nothing like her. I lowered my head in embarrassment, and dismissed myself. What was I even thinking? Ivy's not even old enough to drink. I held my head in my hands, and downed the vodka, quickly ordering another one.

***Ivy's POV***

I paced around my room, thinking of excuses to tell Gerard once I get back. There's no way I could show myself in school tomorrow, let alone for the rest of the week. My mom won't even notice I'm not at school. I just need a week to myself to think things through. I'll just tell him I was sick. No. There's no way he would believe me.. I sighed, and turned on my radio. Music always helps me think. I paced around a bit more, before coming up with a reasonable excuse. I'll just tell him I had a sick relative. Yeah, that works.

I walked around my room a bit more, letting the music take control. Then I remembered that night, Gerard and I first kissed. It was perfect. I knew from the start Gerard, and I have a special bond like no other. I laid on my bed, and closed my eyes, in deep thought. I thought about all that Gerard and I have been through in the two short months we've known each other. I thought about how he made me feel when I looked at him. How he comforted me whenever I was upset. How he always listened to what I had to say. Not judging me once. I sat up in realization. It was clear. I was in love with Gerard too.

Notes

sorry it took me so long to update. Writers block. Ew. I hope you guys enjoyed.

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