Mr. Tomlinson

Darkness quickly falls, along with the temperature. I shiver moving closer to the fire. Louis moves closer to me, taking off a sweatshirt he had brought, and putting it on me. I turn to thank him, not realizing that I had subconsciously moved closer to him as well. Our faces, inches apart study each other. Louis leans even closer, and I move the rest of the way.

Our lips meet, the kiss passionate and rough. Thanks to the darkness, no one can see us. I reach one hand up to wrap around his neck. He cups my face in both of his hands, bringing me even closer to him. I suck on his bottom lip, and hear him quietly moan. I smile into the kiss. I'm about to reach my other hand up when Mia begins talking.


7. Sleepover


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Sam and I get in the car, I start it getting ready to drive away.

"Oh shit!" Sam exclaim.

I jump, "What?" 

"I forgot my sweatshirt! I'll just go grab it okay?" She says, jumping out of the car.

I open my mouth to answer but close it, since she's already gone. I quietly chuckle to myself, but it ends in a gasp when I hear a fast tapping noise coming from my window. I turn my head to see what it is. My smile vanishes when I see that it's Mr. Tomlinson. He makes a motion for me to roll down the window. I sigh, but do as he says.

"What?" I ask, a little rudely.

"I just wanted to make sure you're okay. You haven't left yet. So I didn't know if something was wrong or not."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Sam just forgot her sweatshirt. Nothing to freak out about, my God" I say annoyed.

Mr. Tomlinson clenches his jaw, nods, and walks away. I roll my window up, groaning. Why the hell did I just act like a bitch to him? Oh right, cause he's my teacher and I just made out with him. He's my teacher though! I have to deal with him for the erst of the year, or at least until he signs my paper... if he'll sign my paper.

"Ok, I got it! Let's go!" yells Sam as she jumps in my car.

I put the car in drive and see Sam lean forward to turn on the radio, she puts it on our local station. 'Locked Out of Heaven' by Bruno Mars is on. We both love that song. We roll the windows back down and turn up the music, singing along as loud as we can, while laughing. 

We get to a red light and sing even louder, planning on making it awkward for the people next to our car. We both turn our heads and stop singing when we see who it is. Of course. It's Mr. Tomlinson and 4 of his friends, smiling and laughing at us. I blush and bust out laughing, surprising Sam who was covering her blushing face.

"Why are you laughing?!" She shrieks.

"This is so awkward!" I yell, making Mr. Tomlinson and his friends laugh.

All of their windows are rolled down so they can hear, and talk to us at the light.

"Great singing girls!" I hear an Irish accent yell, I think it belongs to Niall.

"Oh shut it!" I yell back, laughing harder.

I glance back at the light, hoping that it'll turn green before Mr. Tomlinson starts to talk to me. Unfortunately, it's on a timer and hasn't turned green yet. 

"Chrissy if you were like this in school, you'd be great in drama!" He says, laughing.

I just grin and shrug my shoulders, looking back at the light. Finally, it goes green. I drive away fast, turning the music back up.

"What the hell was that about?" asks a confused Sam.

"I'll tell you when we get to my place." 

She nods and goes back to singing along with the radio. We pull into my neighborhood and I turn down the window, not wanting to seem like a hoodlum. We roll up the windows, getting to my house.

"Just leave the stuff in here. I'll clean it up later." I say, getting out of the car.

We walk in the house, trying to close the door quietly so that we don't wake up my little brother. Quickly, we go to the kitchen and grab a whole bunch of snacks, then head up to my room. As soon as I close my bedroom door Sam confronts me.

"Okay, what happened between you two? I know he was a jerk to you during school, but it seemed like you two were ok!" 

I place the food and drinks on the floor before flopping on my bed and sighing.

"You have to promise not to tell anyone, okay?!" 

Sam nods holding out her pinky, "Pinky promise" 

"Well, we kind of kissed... and made out. I may have given him a boner, and I may have also given him a hickey." I groan, covering my face.

"Just might have, or you have?" Sam asks, astonished.

"I did" I admit.

Sam gasps and stares at me for a while.

"Well say something!" I urge.

"I can't believe you did that! You're the good girl! You always took care of us! Oh my god, this is amazing!" She says laughing.

"So you're not like mad?!" I ask, hopefully.

"No, I'm not mad!" she laughs. "Okay, if I tell you something, will you promise not to tell anyone?"

I smirk and lift up my pinky, "Pinky promise!"

"Okay, well you know the Irish one? Niall?" She asks, blushing.

"Uhh yeah, didn't he talk to us when we were in the car?" I ask.

She nods, but doesn't say anything. I raise my eyebrows at her, encouraging her to go on.

"Well, I might like him. Like, I got his number too." She says excitedly.

I squeal, reaching over to hug her. We jump up and down like idiots.

"Well are you going to text him?!" I ask breathless.

"Should I?" She asks.

"Oh for God's sake, yes!" I yell.

Sam smiles and grabs her phone, texting him. We sit in silence for a little bit, eating food. 

"What are you going to do about your Louis problem?" She finally asks.

"Forget it all happened. I mean we would both get in trouble if people found out." I say, feeling sad.

"Oh... Well, if you guys like each other then just go with it. You're almost 18 so it would be legal then."

I shrug my shoulders, grabbing a gummy worm and placing it in my mouth.



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