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Apartment

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Anthony ran his fingers messily through Autumn's long thick dark hair. Her face was resting on his bare muscular chest. He hoped he hadn't hurt the girl by being to rough with her. He had be awhile since he was with a girl, he hoped that his urgency didn't frighten her. He cleared his throat awkwardly, "You alright?"

Autumn giggled, "Don't worry, you can't break me or anything" she said sarcastically, although her sarcastic tone was much harder to decern with her French accent. She closed her eyes as she rested on his chest, carefully reliving the evening in her mind.

Anthony kissed the top of her head with a chuckle. You shouldn't of done this, his mind told him. Ran a hand across his stubbly chin, he didn't want to get up, he wanted to live in this moment forever. He watched his her head moving up and down with his breathing, and he closed his eyes in relaxation.

"There's school today....isn't there" Autumn said after a moment. It wasn't unusual for her to party and spend the night at a boy's on a school night...but this was a teacher. And she couldn't exactly ride to school with him

"Right," Anthony responded as he quickly pulled way from Autumn glancing down at his night stand looking for his watch that read 4 am , "It's like four am. You can take a shower if you like. Ummm...I kinda ruined your shirt. So, just take of one my button ups and pair it with your shorts. I can call you a taxi." He walked over to his closet slipping on a pair of boxers. Not meeting Autumn's gaze awkwardly, his head pounded and he instantly regretted drinking.

Autumn repressed a laugh, "Alright, thanks. I'll be in the shower, if you want to join me" she lilted, climbing out of bed and walking towards the bathroom, her hips swaying as she walked

"You seriously," Anthony exclaimed he watched her hips as she walked past him, "Are going to be the death of me. With we both go there will be no showering getting done, and theres only three more hours till school starts." He chuckled he enjoyed having her around, even if it was completely in inappropriate.

She turned to look at him, "You're loss" she teased with a wink, before tossing her hair over her shoulders and continuing on her way to the bathroom, open the door and stepping inside, the definite scent of 'man' surrounding her

Anthony chuckled softly as he heard her comment. He shoved on a pair on a pair of sweat pants and decided he'd have a shower after she was done. He grabbed a white whitebeater and slipped it on, and he selected one of his plaid button lips from his closet. He placed that on the bed along with her shorts, bra, and underwear. He made a quick breakfast. Eggs, bacon, and of course toast for the both of them. He placed it on his counter, pouring himself some orange juice.

After a few minutes, Autumn emerged from the bathroom, a plush white towel wrapped around her still-damp body. Her black hair was braided loosely over one shoulder. "That was refreshing" she mused

"What a beautiful sight," he chuckled as he pulled her into a quick kiss, "I'm going to have a shower, there's breakfast on the table." He couldn't help but let his lips steal another kiss, it wasn't like he was going to get the chance to do that again.

She smiled, "Are you a master chef, too? Wow, Mr. Collins, you have such a wide variety of talents" she teased, heading over to the table to find some food

"Well, thankyou, beautiful," Anthony responded as he made his way towards the washroom, "And I'm not Mr.Collins till the clock strikes 7." He made his way into the washroom, taking a quick shower. He blow dyed his hair before wrapping a towel dangerously low on his hips. He meet Autumn back at the table on his way to his closet, trying to find clothes, "Is the food good?"

SHe simply smiled and nodded for her mouth was still full with food. "Yes. Thankyou for feeding me, Anthony" after eating another bite, she walked over to the bed, dropping her towel and slowly putting on her clothes

"You're welcome," Anthony responded as he slipped his boxers back on, along with a plaid shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He glanced over at her, and he bit down on his lip hard. He knew that what he did was wrong but yet he wasn't regretting it.

She smirked up at him, "Don't even pretend this night was worth it" she teased, "Becuase I know it damn sure was."

"You're words they confusion," Anthony chuckled as he took a step towards her with every word till they were face to face, well as face to face they could get because Anthony was freakily too tall, "I don't regret it, but it was wrong and shouldn't happen again."

"Wrong-shmong, blah bblah blah" she rolled her eyes, her french accent making to words sound sing-song."You can't change what's already happened. You can't erase the past." the words brought back her own terrible memories, and she turned away

He watched as he mood slightly shifted and he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder as she turned away from him, confusion in his eyes, "You okay?" He wondered how she could change from playful to troubled so quickly.

"Yeah" she said, throwing on a goofy smile and turning back to face him, "Never been better." she wrapped her arms around his waist in a soft hug. She was so much shorter than him that it was just easier to hug him that way

Anthony chuckled as he softly kissed the top of her head, wrapping his large muscular arms around her, gently of course. He leaned his hand down, speaking in her ear, softly, "You sure? Because I know a way to get your mind off it."

She kept the smile pasted on her face, an act she had become freakishly good at. "It's just like I said, you can't erase the past." she wasn't comfortable just Talking about it, what had happened, especially since Mr. Collins, er, Anthony, seemed to believe this little thing between them would never happen again

"I'm all ears," Anthony responded as he took a seat on the bed, patting a sat down beside him for her, "Before I was a teacher. I was a guidance counsellor, so I'm every good a listening." He scrunched his brows together, wondering if it was about him, and she hoping that it wasn't.

Her brow furrowed as she looked down at him, lips pinched tightly shut. Finally, she said, "Mr. Collins, if you plan on staying just 'Mr. Collins" to me, I can't go around telling you all my life problems. It's just weird."

"Right. I'm sorry. It isn't my place," Anthony nodding once he understood what she was saying. He laid back on the bed, stretching his arm out and placing them under his head. He head pounded from his hangover, he walked to the kitchen making himself some coffee, "You want some coffee, or something?"

She thought fot a moment, sitting on the edge of thr bed, "no, but thank you" she replied with a smile

Anthony nodded as he put a batch in his coffee maker. He was exhausted, more so than usually, he wondered if it was because of his drinking. He let out a yawn, as he ran his hands messily through his long locks of redish brown red hair, "What classes you have this semester?" he asked, awkwardly, trying to keep the conversation.

"Not your class,unfortunately" she teased, "but i was consideringusing my free period to be a teachers assistant, if youre looking..." she looked over at him winking

((consideringusing, don't you love phones? ;) ))

"Um, temping," Anthony chuckled as he shot her a grin, as he poured himself a cup of coffee, "Well, I would allow it since I need a lot of stuff done, but no teasing me on the job. It must be strictly professional."

((Lol good god. Sorry))
She smiled up athim, "what ever do you mean, Mr. Collins, I'm the Picture of innocence" shr batted her eyes at him. "I think you'll be the one who has to contain himself"

"You were the picture perfect of innocence last night if I remember correctly," Anthony chuckled as he shot her a cocky playful smirk as his eyes quickly checked her out, "Wanna make a bet on that?" She was hot, he wasn't going to lie about that, just looking at her body made him want to throw her against the table, but he could easily hide that lust.

She grinned. "Id Love to makr a wager" she purred, "i think you underestimate my allure"

"Here I feel your underestimating mine," he chuckled as he snaked his arms around her waist, his teeth slightly grazing her ear. He pulled away taking a sip of his coffee, "If your serious about this - the job I mean, you can start today."

"Oh i am Very serious" she replied quickly, "although I'll have to stop home first. I need proper attire'

"Okay," Anthony nodded as he held his coffee in his hands, "When's your free period, Autumn?"

"Third hour" she sad with a smile, "why, do you plan on preparing something?"

"I have a few things for you to file and type up," Anthony stated as he leaned his back against the counter behind him, "It will be very boring work through."

She shrugged, "somehow, i think it will be excruciatingly entertaining" she smirked at him, wiggling her eyebrows

((idk why but i didn't get this notification))

Anthony chuckled as he took another sip from his coffee allowing to warm bitter taste to fill his mouth, "And why is that?" he winked, setting his cup down on the counter.

((no worries girly))
She stood up from the edge of the bed and slowly walked over him until she was right next to him, barely a centermeter away from their bodies being pressed together. "Just a hunch"

Anthony sucked in a deep breath as he curled his neck down so that he could look her in the eye with a soft chuckle, "Teasing me, Miss. Capulet?"

"I'm doing nothing of the sort" she replied softly, in as innocent of a tone she could muster

"You sure about that," Anthony chuckled as he sent her a playful look before turning his attention to his coffee, "Now, we should people talk about last night." He awkwardly ran a hand through his long redish hair. He needed to make sure they were on the same page about it no occurring again.

"It was nothing" autumn saidwith a shrug, "you were drunk and it will never happen again. Thats whatyou want to hear, yes?" Shr askrd, raising an eyebrow at him

"Wow," Anthony responded leaning her back up against the counter again, "Well, when you say it that way, I sound like a dick."

"A little bit" she saif with a smirk, "but if its what uou want..."

"There's a difference between what I want, and what is right," Anthony explained as he let out a sigh, his eyes quickly roaming over her body, This would be so much easier if she wasn't so hot, "And what we did isn't right."

"Like i said, you cant erase the past. If someone find out, telling them 'well we knew it was wrong so we stopped' wont fix anything. Youknow?"

He nodded in agreement, as he ran a hand through his shaggy hair, "Yeah, but continuing it gives them a bigger chance to discover......what has occurred."