He took a walk with my father around the school which I thought was weird but I let it go.
After falling head over heels for my 22 year old English teacher at the end of my sophomore year in high school, the idea that he might like me back seemed crazy.
Going back into his class my junior year, he was much more flirtatious and let me get away with literally anything.
We just connect, I guess." The entire drive we listened to a CD I made for him the beginning of my junior year and reminisced things that happened during our 'after school extravaganzas'. (which my parents loved), and again wished me a happy birthday along with a hug.
We made it to the restaurant and we had a perfect meal, which he paid for, and talked about ourselves and our experiences-- places we could see ourselves in a few years, things we wish we did and things we still want to do. We never kissed, or even got each other's cellphone number...
He shook the nozzle off and put it back in it's original position, and when I was least expecting it-- just walked up and kissed my cheek very lightly.
I felt my face get hot and I smiled as he took my phone and [finally] put in his contact.
"It wouldn't be right of me to just care for you THIS much and have so many feelings for you, and not ask you to be my girlfriend. You just graduated high school and there are so many guys out there that you'd be missing on-" I cut him off and pushed him on his back, then laid on his chest. I think trying to do that out in the world is the same as trying to do it here. I was told I was being stupid trying to go after you, and I told myself I would never do anything to get your fired.
But now that I am out of high school, I want nothing more than to be with you.
He even would let me sit at his desk and go through his personal computer.