The Tutor (Editing)

Anne Styles is my mothers best friend and she is like my second mother. Her son though he is a different story. I don't talk to him at all because he is the popular kid the bad boy kind of type. I however I get pretty good grades and I haven't been in trouble once. Now your thinking I'm a good two shoes now don't you? Well I said I haven't been in trouble once but I didn't say I haven't done anything bad. I just haven't got caught. Well Anne sees Harry's grades are in trouble so she hires me as a tutor. What a great idea right? No.



12. The Decision

Harry's POV

I have no idea how it happened but somehow me and Kylie ended up at my house. We decided to skip school for the day. Correction. I decided to skip school and I made her come with me. We were at my house sitting on my couch watching Ted.

"Can we do something?" Kylie pouted as she sat up and looked at me. I just smiled at her cuteness and tucked her hair behind her ear.

"C'mon I wanna show you something." I smiled at her and stood up holding my hand out for her to take. Her small hand wrapped itself around mine and I pulled her up with ease. I laced our fingers together and I led her to the second floor in my house. I took her into the music room. She looked around fantasised by all the instruments and equipment in this room. I smiled and pulled out my guitar and set it on my lap as I took a seat on a stool.

"Oooh you can play guitar?" She asked with a smile playing on her lips. I chuckled and nodded. I started strumming the chords of a song that I wrote. It was called 'Truly Madly Deeply'

"Am I asleep am I awake or somewhere in between

I cant believe that you are here and lying next to me

Or did I dream that we were perfectly entwined

Like branches on a tree, or twigs caught on a vine

Like all those days and weeks and months I tried to steal a kiss

And all those sleepless nights and daydreams where I pictured this

Im just the underdog who finally got the girl

And I am not ashamed to tell it to the world!

Truly, madly, deeply I am

Foolishly, completely falling

And somehow you kicked all my walls in

So baby say you'll always keep me

Truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love with you

In love with you

Should I put coffee and granola on a tray in bed

And wake you up with all the words that I still havent said

And tender touches just to show you how I feel

Or should I act so cool, like it was no big deal

Wish I could freeze this moment in a frame and stay like this

or put this day back on replay and keep reliving it

Cause heres the tragic truth, if you dont feel the same

My heart would fall apart if someone said your name

Truly, madly, deeply I am

Foolishly, completely falling

And somehow you kicked all my walls in

So baby say you'll always keep me

Truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love with you

I hope Im not a casualty

I hope you wont get up and leave

Might not mean that much to you

But to me its everything


Truly, madly, deeply I am

Foolishly, completely falling

And somehow you kicked all my walls in

So baby say you'll always keep me

Truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love (in love)

With you (with you)

In love (in love)

With you (with you)

In love (in love)

With you (with you)" Once I finished the song Kylie was grinning from ear to ear. I set the guitar back on its stand and I looked at her. "So what'd you think?" I asked raising my eyebrows at her. She just wrapped her arms around my neck and sat on my lap. I was surprised by her actions but soon wrapped my arms around her waist laughing.

"That was amazing." She whispered in my ear still clinging tightly to my body. Her body was warm against mine and our chests were pressed together. My arms were securely around her waist holding her on my lap. Her legs were on either side of me which caused her skirt to push up so more of her skin showed. My eyes widened a bit when I saw how far her skirt wash pushed up. She didn't seem to notice though.

"Thanks." I whispered shakily. She pulled back a little and she had a questioning smirk plastered on her face.

"Do I make you nervous?" She asked her smirk growing wider by the second. I shook my head with a small smile.

"Of course not. Why would you?" I asked my breathing shallow and fast. She pulled her body forward which caused her crotch to come closer to mine. I gasped a little at her actions and bit my bottom lip trying to hold in a groan.

"I do make you nervous." She grinned her fingers tracing down the front of my body. She leaned in so her lips were only inches away from mine. Her hand was on the top of my pants and I couldn't take it anymore.

"Fuck your a tease." I whispered before pressing my lips onto hers.

Kylie's POV

I placed both my hands on Harry's neck as we kissed. His hands found their way to my butt and he held me as he stood up. I giggled onto his lips which caused him to smile through the kiss. I rand my hands through his curls as his tongue glided over my lips. Just to annoy him I didn't part my lips. He started walking out of the music room and up the next flight of stairs. He slid his tongue over my lips again but I didn't budge. He squeezed my ass and I gasped at his sudden action. He smiled and slipped his tongue into my mouth as he took the last step up the stairs. We both tilted our heads as the kiss got more heated.

Soon enough we were in his room and he fell onto the bed with me underneath him. My legs wrapped around his waist bringing us closer together. His hands roamed my body as mine tugged on his chocolate curls. My hands travelled to his shirt and I slowly started to undo his button. Harry's lips left mine and he left a trail of kisses as he made his way to my neck.

"Hurry up." He laughed as I stopped undoing his buttons. I was distracted by him sucking and biting on my neck. I just chuckled and kept going until there were no more buttons to undo. He stopped kissing my neck and I unwrapped my legs from his body. We both got onto our knees in a hurry and I pushed his shirt off his muscular arms. Once the shirt was discarded to the floor he took my face in his hands and kissed me slowly. I trailed my fingers along his torso and he let a moan escape into my mouth. I smiled as his hands made their way to the first done up button on my shirt. He ripped my shirt open to reveal my black laced bra. Literally ripped. I pretty sure most of the buttons broke of my shirt.

"Oh someone's in a hurry." I giggled throwing my shirt to the floor and kissing him once again. He just smiled and pulled me by my waist with one hand and cupped my cheek with the other. He reached down the back of my skirt and unzipped it. We fell back onto the bed and he pulled the skirt off. By now my heart was racing and my breathing was fast and shallow. I reached down and undid the button on Harry's pants and unzipped them. Before I could pull his pants down he kissed down my chest and in between my breasts. I gripped the sheets on his bed and a short moan escaped my mouth as I arched my back.

"Harry are you--- holy crap!" I gasped as a man entered Harry's room but he covered his eyes. Harry immediately grabbed a pillow and put it over my body. I was so embarrassed right now. I covered my red face with my hands and just laid there.

"What the hell dad?!" Harry yelled supporting himself on his elbows. Harry's eyebrows were furrowed together and he looked very annoyed and surprised.

"Sorry." He apologised walking out of the room. I just sighed loudly and got up closing his door. Harry ran a hand through his hair clearly frustrated.

"I'm sorry about my dad he's never home I didn't think he would come home." He sat on the bed and I sat next to him. I put my hand on his back and I clutched the pillow with my other hand.

"It's fine." I told him and he looked up at me. He leaned in and planted a soft kiss on my lips.

"We'll finish this later." He smirked with a wink. I just blushed furiously and hung my head low. He got up and did his pants up.

"Umm Haz I might need to borrow a shirt." I laughed as I picked up my shirt which had hardly any button on it.

"Oh sorry about that." He said awkwardly as he scratched the back of my neck. I just smiled at him.

"Well next time I won't wear a button shirt." I stated trying not to laugh. He grabbed a plain black tshirt out of his drawers and threw it at me.

"So there will definitely be a next time?" He asked with a cheeky smile plastered on his face. I just pulled the shirt on and didn't reply. "You can borrow some of my sisters pants if you want?"

"So you offer me your shirt but not your sisters?" I asked looking down at the black shirt that was his. He just shrugged and walked closer to me.

"Well you look hot in my clothes." He smirked grabbing my waist.

"No I already want to kiss you but your dad is down stairs and we need to go explain to him why we were almost having sex when we were supposed to be at school." I told him poking his chest.

"Ugh fine but let's get you some pants." He laughed at my bare legs. He took my hand and lead me to the room a few doors down. I got a pair of high waisted denim shorts and I tucked Harry's shirt into it. We both walked down stairs and his dad was in the kitchen with Harry's sister ,Gemma. She had a cast around her wrist and she just stared wide eyed at me and Harry.

"So would you two like to explain why you are not at school?" His dad asked with a serious expression as he leaned on the counter. I just avoided his and so did Harry. We didn't know what to say I mean Harry was shirtless and I was wearing his shirt. I could see a smirk appearing on Gemma's face as me and Harry didn't respond. "Ok you know what you just take Kylie home and we will talk about it when you get back." Harry's expression changed into confusion when his dad said my name. Obviously he didn't know I knew his dad.

"You know Kylie?" He asked pointing to me and his dad just nodded.

"If you had spent more time at home you'd know that Kylie has had dinner with me and your mother more times than you have." His dad scolded him and he just nodded.

"Well I need to go to the bathroom so you just get your stuff and I'll take you home." Harry suggested and he ran out of the room. I quickly made my way up stairs but to my dismay Gemma was following me.

"So you had sex with Harry hey." She giggled nudging me. I just shook my head as a furious blush crawled on my cheeks.

"No we didn't we were just kissing." I defended truthfully. Okay. Half truthfully. But in my defence I wouldn't tell her even if I had. Which I won't. Well maybe...... No! I'm not going to think like that. Not in a million years. I mean he hasn't even asked me to be his girlfriend. He said he wanted me to be. Past tense.

"Oh. So you were just kissing?" She asked and I nodded in response. "With tongue?" She questioned and I gave her a shy nod. "On his bed?" I nodded as I started walking up the next flight of stairs. "And Harry was shirtless?" Once again I gave her a simple nod. "And you were in your underwear?" She asked smirking but I didn't answer I just blushed and looked away. Soon we were in his room and Gemma picked my shirt up she smirked. She just laughed and sat on his bed. "So do you like Harry?" Gemma asked tilting her head to the side a little.

Harry's POV

"So do you like Harry?" I heard Gemma say as I was about to walk into my room but I stopped in my tracks to listen.

"Well yeah I do." Kylie replied.

"So what's the problem? I sense your hesitant about something." Gemma asked and I heard Kylie sit on my bed.

"Well he told me that he 'wanted' me to be his girlfriend but it seems like all he wants from me is sex. So I guess I'm just confused." She admitted. I frowned a bit at her remark. That's not all I wanted from her. I wanted her kiss, her touch, her warmth. I wanted her love.

"Kylie. He doesn't want to have sex with you............. He wants to make love to you." I could here a smile in my sisters voice. I awaited Kylie's response which came soon after.

"I guess your right. I think I'm just scared since I am a virgin and all." She was virgin?! How did I not know that? Why did she tell my sister but not me? The person she was about to have sex with. Does that mean she wants to loose her virginity to me? I smiled at the thought.

"Well clearly Harry isn't but he'll know how to treat you right as long as you tell him." Gemma told her.

"Well I guess he should know. Plus I kind of want Harry to be my first."

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