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.

was drizzling outside, but I

head as if it could cover me from the

The place looked amazing.

everything inside, all the people and the many beautiful paintings hanging

around like a hawk, scanning the area for signs

saw him...or rather, I saw

and lan were standing a few feet away from

flushed against each

They were kissing.

and passionately,

at the sight, and I wanted to look away,

was like a car wreck that

everything in

hand was

were on his chest and they went up slowly to run across his hair.Their lips

"No...!" I breathed.

of my voice seemed to have

turned his head

his eyes

was flooded

can't be happening to

Not again.

Not him.

Not lan...

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

a small smirk played

too

strength I had left in me, I turned to my heels and ran out of there as fast

"Emma!"

him calling out after me, but I didn’t turn

"Emma!!!"

yelled even louder this

my tracks and turned

was pouring harder and

could barely stand on

he finally stood in front of me, I looked up at him, waiting

falling on my face, it

was that?"I spoke when

he couldn't even look

I didn’t see you two kiss?"I scoffed and

"What the hell, lan?"

It’s nothing you haven't

that even mean?"I narrowed my

waiting for an explanation, maybe even

"Don’t play dumb,

he snickered.

"What?"

angel,"he slurred, pausing for a moment before saying, "But turns out, you're just

 I was frozen in shock.He called me a

nothing to

Tyler, and the kid living in your apartment.Well, I, for one, am not gonna stand here and be

were clouded with

I knew, my hand

* I had slapped him

his chin a little, and

eyes pierced heavily into mine like he was about

at me

got scared and I took a few steps back, but he moved in on me and boxed me in

his body

in a smaller

there

looked up at him with pleading eyes, hoping he would

pinned hard against the cold

eyes shut in anticipation, knowing I would feel

never landed on me, it stood still in

opened my eyes to see

and I let out a

fiick out of

said through gritted

gonna hit

that, but I was

mad, he didn't have a

My anger was justified.

saw him kissing another girl, he admitted to

do to deserve

"Who are you?"

choking back

"This is not you,"

is me!" he