Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

EMMA’s POV : 

lan hadn't texted or called for days.It had been days.

Almost a week since that email and phone call debacle.I knew I asked for space, but I didn’t know it was gonna be like this.I tried texting him once, but it wasn’t even delivered.I tried calling, but it never went through.

It was like he turned his phone off purposefully.Or maybe he blocked me? That couldn't be true.We were in a fight, sure, but he wouldn't do that to me.Something was definitely not right.

Today was lan’s gallery's soft launch and even though I wasn’t coming to it, I thought at least he’d call and tell me about it.

This was the longest Ian and I had gone without communication.

And though I was the one who asked for it, I hated every second of it.

I did, however, end up applying for the Paris program and I would hear the result within a week.

There was a small interview that I did for it yesterday, and my interviewer was positive that I would be a good fit for the program.That was a good sign.

I was happy, but I wasn’t too happy due to the circumstances.

I wanted to tell lan about it, but I couldn't.

This whole taking time apart thing was a stupid idea.

With every day that passed, I felt my heart sink lower and lower.

I wanted to talk to him, even just to hear him yell at me, I would take it.

But now I couldn't even reach him.

What was he doing? Was he still mad at me? Or was this his way of teaching me a lesson? Enough was enough.

After a week of this torture, I couldn't take it anymore.

It was a Saturday night and although I should be studying for my finals, I ended up pulling my coat and boots out of my closet, ready to go.

"Hey, you going somewhere?"

Tristan asked when he saw me running across the living room haphazardly.

"Yeah.New York City,"

I said simply and I didn’t stop moving.

I was putting my boots on and my coat on at the same.

"Right now?"

"Enough is enough, I can’t study and I can't concentrate.I can’t live like this, I have to talk to him," I stated.

Tristan was about to say something, but I didn’t wait.

I grabbed my purse from the kitchen counter and headed straight out the door.

I was running as fast as I could.

As soon as I stepped out of the apartment, I saw a taxicab and waved at it energetically.

Taking the cab to the station, I told the driver to step on it.

I wanted to make the next train out, which was in fifteen minutes.

The sooner I could see him, the sooner we could make up and put this stupid thing behind us.I felt so dumb for what I did.I should have been more open and communicative.I shouldn't have kept him in the dark.

 "No matter what happens, we'll work it out,"

I remembered he promised me once.

"No matter what happens, we'll work it out,"

I said to myself as if it was a mantra.

The taxi driver probably thought I was crazy, but I didn't care.

I wanted to make sure I remember those words.

That would be the first thing I tell him when I see him tonight.

After getting off the Grand Central station, I took another cab towards lan’s gallery.

It was 9.30 PM and his soft launch started an hour ago.

He was probably still there.

When the cab pulled up in front of the gallery, my heart was racing so fast, I felt like it was gonna burst right out of my chest.

I paid the driver and stepped outside quickly.

outside,

cover me from the

The place looked amazing.

everything inside, all the people

eyes darted around like a hawk, scanning the area

then I saw him...or rather, I saw

a few feet away

were flushed

They were kissing.

him hungrily and passionately, and he

and I wanted to look

wreck that you couldn't

everything in slow motion,

hand was on her

and they went up slowly to

"No...!" I breathed.

my voice seemed

away abruptly and turned his

gaze met and his eyes jolted open in

was flooded with

be happening

Not again.

Not him.

Not lan...

was frozen in his spot, looking at Ally with a confused look on his

at me and a small smirk played on her

was too

I turned to my heels

"Emma!"

out after

"Emma!!!"

even louder this

my tracks and

pouring harder and lan

barely stand on his

front of me, I looked up at him, waiting for him

tears had blended with the rain falling on my face, it was

when he didn’t say a

he couldn't

So I didn’t see you two kiss?"I scoffed and pushed him by

"What the hell, lan?"

you haven't

even mean?"I narrowed my eyes at

an explanation, maybe

here he was, yelling at me? "Don’t play dumb, Emma.I know what you

he snickered.

"What?"

for a moment before saying, "But turns out, you're just like everybody else.You're

in shock.He called

got nothing to

not gonna stand here and be a hypocrite.I'll admit it, yeah I kissed

were clouded with anger and

over me, but the next thing I knew, my

* I had slapped

chin

mine

never looked at me

back, but he moved

between his body

smaller street, almost

there was

pleading eyes, hoping he would stop moving, but

body was pinned hard against the

my eyes shut in anticipation, knowing I would

his hand never landed on

my eyes to see

a little and

the fiick out of

through

not gonna hit me?" I

do that, but

why he was mad, he didn't have a reason to bet

My anger was justified.

girl, he admitted to

do to deserve

"Who are you?"

choking back the

"This is not you,"

is me!" he