I'm not okay (Ferard) (teacher/Student)

In pulled into my driveway, panicking a little about my messy house before I remembered I cleaned it up last night knowing he was coming over. We got out of the car, grabbing our stuff, and I lead the way to the front door. I opened it and walked in the house, walking through the living room and setting my stuff down on the coffee table. I walked through the living room and into the kitchen, knowing Gerard was following me.
"Um, you can set your stuff down on the table..." I said, getting a kettle out.
"Yeah, okay." He said, setting his stuff down and standing awkwardly.
I smiled a little at his awkwardness, "You can sit, if you want." I said gesturing to the chairs at the table, "Coffee?" I asked.
"Yeah." He said loudly and blushed at his volume.
I got two cups and soon it was ready. I handed him one of the mugs and walked back toward the living room. I sat down on the couch, taking a sip of my coffee and sitting it down on the coffee table. I looked back at him and saw him looking all around the house. He looked back at me and saw me staring at him, this made him blush again. He sat down next to me, putting his coffee on the table too.
"You've got a nice house." He said a little nervous.
"Yeah, thanks." I said, "I moved in a few months ago and am barely moved in." I said smiling and chuckling a little bit at his wide eyes still looking around. "If you want, I can give you the tour."
"Um, yeah, sure." He said, looking back at me.
"Okay," I said standing up. "Well, you just came back from the kitchen," I said gesturing that way, "This is the living room. um...." I started waking down the hallway. "Bathroom, " I said opening the door as I walked past it. "There's a spare bedroom." I said walking past a door. Finally I got to the end of the hallway; my bedroom.
I opened the door and took a step inside. "This is my room." Even though I had only moved in a few months ago, my room was unpacked. I had some band and comic book posters, even though I'm an adult I still like them, and comic books scattered around the room. Then in the corner I had my guitar, Pansy.
"I like your room." he said, giving a smile and looking around.
"Thanks." I said, gauging his reaction to everything.
He picked up a comic book and fanned through the pages, "This is a really good one, I love Batman." He said.
"Me too!" I said smiling. We then got into a heated conversation about comic books, and I didn't even know he read them. After what felt like a few minutes of talking, I glanced over and saw we had spent an hour and a half talking. It was almost seven and we hadn't even worked a bit on school work. But it was so fun. Gerard was into everything I loved and I didn't even care we weren't working, he was like an old friend but he was far more beautiful. I could get lost in his eyes and his perfect smile. All I wanted to do was make him smile and laugh his beautiful laugh, because everything about him was perfect.
"Shit!-er, I mean shoot! Its almost seven, you should probably be getting home soon, we haven't even worked at all!" I said looking at the alarm clock on the bedside table.
His face dropped when he realized the time. I don't know why but when I think about time away from him I just hate it. I got up, realizing that we were sitting on y bed, and started toward the door. He got up after me and lead the way back to the living room. I got his stuff from the table and lead him toward the door. "Do you want me to drive you home?" I asked, seeking to spend a little more time with him.
"Nah, I live about a block away, I'll walk." He said
"Well, walking home at night is dangerous, I'll just walk you home."
"Um, okay."
I opened the door and lead the way out, still carrying his bag.

Notes

Sorry I haven't updated for a while but my internet has bee out and I haven't been able too. Sorry if this chapter is horrible there will be a good one soon.