DISCLAIMER: I do not own Waterloo Road. This is story is purely for fun, the characters, school name and everything to do with Waterloo Road belong to the BBC and Shed Productions. Aurora Garcia, her family and other characters which do not feature nor never appeared in Waterloo Road are my own creation. Anything in reference is made as that, just as a reference.

Chapter One

It was the morning after the night before as Michael Byrne awoke on a beautiful summer morning. He was flat on his back as he felt a head on his chest; a hand resting on his stomach as memories came flooding back. Looking down, he could remember finding her standing at his office, no longer a student of his and beautiful as ever. Slowly he moved and bent down to kiss her head.

He couldn't remember when it started to happen but he did know that it had been a whole school year. Closing his eyes, he could see her standing against the door of his office looking stunning. He had only gone up there to make sure it was locked up and to retrieved his laptop, as he was going to head home. The Sixth Former's leaving party was over and in six weeks' time, another year would be over. The second of the Greenock's Waterloo Road. But when he had gone up there he didn't expect Aurora Garcia to be standing waiting for him.

*Flashback*

"What do you want, Aurora, you've meant to left the building by now," he told her, his heart racing as he knew why she was here.

"Oh I think you know, Michael, I'm here because all year long there's been something between us. Don't deny it, and I wouldn't do anything to hurt your professional reputation or career, you know that."

He did know that; blond, stunning and talented Aurora Garcia was trouble; trouble for his heart and he had been spending the year avoiding her. How the heck did this happen? When did he fall for the former sixth former? He didn't know but she wasn't his student anymore.

"I do but I still don't understand why you're here."

Grinning she walked over to him, wearing her stunning knee length sexy dress. Purple. Purple always made her shimmer. She reached out her hand and took hold of his tie, her eyes flashing with naughtiness.

"Oh I think you do, Michael. The fact for the last year you haven't taken your eyes off me when I've been around. Oh yes you've been clever in making sure no one knows, but…"

"Are you trying to say I have feelings for you?" the headmaster asked. He was on dangerous ground here.

"We both know you do. I know you do…" she replied, licking her lips as she grinned.

*End of flashback*

Michael was brought out of his daydream by Aurora moving and turning her head to look up at him. She thought last night was a dream but it wasn't; here she was lying in gorgeous Michael's arms, her hand on his naked chest. Her year of hell was over; a year of longing for him and she hoped it wasn't the start of the end. A one night stand; she didn't want that. Aurora Garcia wasn't like the other girls in her former school year; no she was smart, patience and could wait until she was no longer his student. She wouldn't never do anything to make him look like a teacher who came onto his pupil.

"Morning," she said quietly, uneasy and unsure. Totally not Aurora.

"Morning, you okay?"

"Yes just hoping you're not regretting last night because I'm not."

"I thought I would but no I'm not, Aurora, but no matter how hard I tried to get you out of my system it wouldn't work," he told her, before taking her chin in his hand and kissing her softly. "I hope you don't either."

"Regretting it? No. I'm not longer a pupil of Waterloo Road and I'm only going to go back there for my A*Level results. No, no regrets."

"I'm glad to hear it, the last year has been torture, Aura," he said, kissing her again, as she turned to look at him. "But I'm going have to get up soon."

"No one has called me Aura before but yes you do have to get up for work, you workaholic! Michael, wow it feels weird saying that, I do have strong feelings for you. Is it love? I don't know yet, but I do want to explore this and take it further."

He nodded; "Yes I guess so but this is going to cause a lot of problems. What will your mother think? I need to talk to Lorraine and tell her. I want to be with you but the fact that…"

"Michael, I'm now an ex-student. Nothing happened until after we left the school grounds. It could simply been seen as a teacher taking his former student home. There's nothing wrong there. I haven't gone through what I've gone through to let anyone get between us. I think maybe I do love you."

"I love you, too, but, baby, I'm going have to get up."

Aurora sighed and nodded; "Go and have a shower and I'll make you some breakfast. Don't want to be late, do you?"

He grinned and kicked back the covers. He wanted to make love to her again, but he needed to go to work. Turning he took in her beautiful body before heading to the bathroom. She was an adult, she was a former pupil and as far he was concerned she had been an ex pupil before anything happened between them.

Aurora watched as the bathroom door closed before she slipped out of the bed, pulled a t-shirt of his over her head and slipped her knickers back on. Looking around the room, she felt happy for the first time in a long time. She finally had the man she had been chasing after for a year but she knew things would begin to happen. She was smart enough to know her parents would go mad. There was no way she was letting him go now, not when she had fought so hard for him.

Leaving the bedroom, she dragged her hand through her hair as she heard the water being turned on. Michael lived in a stunning three-storey house in a nicer part of Greenock and she loved it. It didn't take her long to find the kitchen and she stepped inside; her feet going cold as they hit the cold marble of the flooring but she didn't care. She headed straight to the large American fridge-freezer and took out some milk and eggs.

Pancakes, she thought to herself, as she started looking through the cupboards until she found everything she wanted. Seeing his iPod in the docking station, she turned it on and found a song she liked before turning it on low. She then set about preparing the breakfast and turning the coffee pot on. For an eighteen year old Aurora knew how to look after herself. As she cooked, which she found relaxing, her mind drifted to the previous evening.

*Flashback*

"This can't happen here, on school grounds," Michael told her, as she nodded.

"You can take me home on teacher reasons, to make sure I get home okay. No one can comment on that," she told him, her hand wrapping around his tie. "And there are no cameras in here."

He nodded before she left the office and headed down to the car park. The school was empty and it felt spooky; like she was someplace else. She did feel naughty but as she looked at her watch, she saw it was midnight and she was a former pupil. Aurora headed down the steps and out to the car. She knew which one was his and before long he had joined her.

*End of flashback*

"Something smells good in here," she heard a voice say, as she was bought out of her daydream. Michael had changed into a black suite with a white shirt and a blue tie. He looked as handsome as ever as he slipped an arm around her waist, kissing her neck softly, sending shivers down her spine.

"I hope so and you sound unsure. I can cook and you should try my lasagne," Aurora replied. "Sit down and I'll bring the coffee over."

The kitchen had an island where she was cooking and on the other side was a stretch of bar stools. The room was very masculine with its white, black and silver theme, but she loved it. She poured him a mug and handed it to him before placing the last pancake onto the plate and went to join him.

Michael, as he watched her, it felt weird having a woman in his house. He hadn't been in a relationship nor has any woman been in his house here in Greenock. Watching Aurora, she just glided around the kitchen, and even after just a few short hours, he knew he wanted her to be here everyday. At that moment he didn't care if she was eighteen, she acted beyond her years and she knew what she wanted out of life.

"What's that smile about?" Aurora questioned, as she turned the pancake over.

"Just how I'm loving watching you in my kitchen, making me breakfast even though it's been less than twelve hours since we finally, or I, give into my feelings. Those pancakes smell gorgeous."

"Hope you like them just as much and it feels very domesticated but so right to be here," she said, taking some pancakes for herself, grinning as she poured some coffee for herself.

"It does but somehow it feels right. I don't know why but it does. What you going to do today?" he asked, as he placed a hand over hers.

"I'm going to go shopping with Georgia and see if I can find a new outfit for her birthday. It's in two weeks and we've got the visits to the uni's as well. I've got my summer job starting tomorrow, too."

"You still looking to go to Glasgow uni?"

"Yes and St. Andrews. I know we've only got together and there's a lot of things to deal with, but I want somewhere within easy reach of Greenock," Aurora replied. "My family still lives here and with my mam's wedding to Shaun coming up, I want to be around in case she needs me or I would have looked at London."

Michael smiled; "You made your mind up what you want to do? These pancakes are good."

"Thanks, baby. Crime scene science or early childhood studies; you know I've done A*Levels for both. I'll be happy with either," she replied.

They then switched to other subjects until Michael had to leave for work. They had decided to meet up tonight, have a pizza and spend the night chilling. As her mam and Shaun were currently away, her older brother wasn't bothered wither she was home or not she could get away with it.

"Do you want a lift home?" he asked, as she placed their dishes into the dish washer.

"Please," Aurora replied. "I'll go and get changed."

Five minutes later she was back, her hair had been brushed with a brush in her bag and she just look like a teenager coming home from a party. It was a few minutes later they headed Michael's BMW and he took her the ten minute drive home. She kissed him as he dropped a key into her hand.

"I'll be back for six. Let yourself in and order dinner," Michael informed her.

She nodded and walked into the direction of her own three-storey home. Little did they know that night would be the beginning of a life-changing test for them, even bigger than Michael dad asking him to end his life.