My Drama Teacher

A new state.
A new school.
New teacher.
Mr.Tomlinson is possibly the worst yet best things that happened to twenty year old Brielle. His sea foam eyes, perfectly tanned skin and chocolate hair. Is Brielle falling for her teacher who is only three years older than her?

Find out in My Drama Teacher.

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7. Too soon *unedited*

 

 

   "You....you don't really believe what they call you do you?" I heard Louis ask, his voice quiet and serious. I blinked a few times, tears gathering as I looked down at our intertwined hands. Did I? Was I so insecure as to let their snarky remarks bother me, or was I stronger than that? Nope, I was insecure.

   I shook my head yes very softly as a sigh became audible from Louis' lips.

   "You know you're none of that. You're beautiful, always have been. Always will be!" He cooed in my ear, gently pressing his lips to the curve of my jaw.

   "I'm pretty sure everybody is insecure about themselves, don't worry. I'm use to it!" I sighed, shrugging my shoulders as the room fell into a silence.

   I forwarded my eyebrows, turning around to meet his eyes which looked into mine, complication sketched in the foam irises.

   "W-what?" I asked, looking behind me to see if any object was secretly lurking along the boundaries of the spacious yet inquisitively small room.

   "Brielle, you shouldn't be used to it. That's never good!" Louis spoke, his voice barely reaching the sound of a whisper. I nodded my head, leaning my arm against his chest as I snuggled into it, nuzzling my face into the crook of his warm neck.

   "You know students usually have to do homework when they have a detention?" Louis asked as I giggled, softly punching his shoulder as he chuckled, the beautiful gesture vibrating throughout his chest.

   "Hey, what can I say? I'm a teachers pet!" I smiled, using my hands to make what my friends and I used to call the cupcake face. He laughed, nodding as the back of his hand gently ran along the slope of my jawline.

   "Yes you are!" He agreed, bumping me further onto his lap as I smiled proudly, straightening my posture.

   "Yay!" I giggled sounding like a five year old but proud of it.

   "O. M. G! Girl, you're the teachers pet! You are so lucky!" Louis squealed, his voice as high as mine. Laughs echoed from my lips. I pressed my hand to the desk to keep myself from falling as he continued.

   "Like girl! He has the hots for you! You so lucky and you frickle frackling? Girl!!'' He squealed, his hands clapping together as if he were a teenage girl.  My eyes widened, another fit of laughter stringing from my chapped lips.

   "St-Stop it!" I managed out, his hands placed around my waist to prevent me from slipping off his lap.

   "Ha, okay." He laughed, his chest vibrating as I savored the feel.

   "When does detention end?" I pouted, bopping his nose.

   "When do you want it to?" He asked, his face buried in my neck as he left kisses along the base.

   "Whenever you want." I spoke, biting my lip as a quiet moan escaped my lips. My cheeks reddened as he chuckled, feathery kisses scattered among the skin.

   "I don't think you want me to choose that." He spoke and as I turned my head I saw a smirk form on his lips.

   I laughed quietly, admiring the feel of his lips against my skin. His arms around my waist.

   All I know is detention ended way to soon.

 

 

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This sucks, Im sorry its a bit of a filler but you guys wanted something up. I think Ive told a couple of you. I've been losing motivation for A LOT of my stories lately! The only stories Im motivated to update is Beautiful Mistake and tumblrology. Partially because theyre new and partially because theyre my favorite stories. So Im SOO sorry if this isnt living up to your expectations! Ill try and make it better for you guys next time :) Love you ♥

 

~gabriella//

 

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