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.



13. The Night

Harry's POV

I walked away from the room with a smile on my face. She wanted me. She actually wanted me. And I was willing to give myself to her but it had to be perfect. It had to be.


The week has gone by pretty fast and for the last few days I actually let Kylie tutor me. I stole a few kisses here and there but I tried to keep to myself because I wanted to ask her to go out with me tonight. Since Kylie isn't tutoring me today I have time to set up the perfect date.

Finally the bell rung and it was home time. I grabbed my bag and headed out to the parking lot to make sure I don't miss Kylie. I leaned against her car and waited for her. It took her a couple of minutes but she finally came outside and she started walking towards her car. She smiled when she saw me leaning against her car and she walked a little bit faster.

"Hi." She squeaked wrapping her arms around my neck. I flung my arms around her waist and gave her a little squeeze.

"Hey." I greeted as she pulled away from the hug. "So I was wondering if you were free tonight?" I asked hopefully since I really didn't want her to be busy.

"No I'm not why?" She asked with a grin tugging at her sweet lips.

"Well I wanted to take you on a date." I stated playing with her hair. Her curled into a bigger smile and she looked beyond happy. Finally. I was doing it right.

"Well if I agree where shall we go." She asked cheekily and I chuckled at her.

I leaned in close to her and whispered, "It's a secret." I tried to be as sexy and seductive as possible because I really did not want her to turn me down. She stared into my eyes for a second with her mouth a little hung open. I resisted every urge in my body to kiss her because I didn't want to get her to come that way. I wanted her to want to come. She blinked a few times as if she was coming back to reality and she broke eye contact. Her cheeks flushed red as she cleared her throat. Oh she was so having dirty thoughts.

"Uh- well I do like surprises." She said with a light smile. I grinned and flung my arms around her tiny waist. She giggled and wrapped her arms around my neck. I pulled back slightly to look her in the eye.

"You won't regret it. I promise." She smiled at me promising and I opened the car door for her. She chucked her bag in the car and turned around to face me. "Pick you up at 6:30." I smiled and she kissed my cheek and drove off. Even after she had gone I still stood there with a goofy smile plastered on my face.

"Man you are whipped." I heard a voice laugh from behind me. I whipped my head around and saw Louis standing there with a cheeky smile playing on his lips and his hand were dug into his pockets. I just shook my head at him.

"No I'm not." I replied walking towards him. And he just laughed again.

"Your even in denial. Man you are so whipped." He told me raising his eyebrows. I just playfully punched him in the shoulder he rolled his eyes at me and we started walking to my car.

"I'm not whipped I just like her..... A lot." I admitted shrugging and I kick iced some rocks on the ground as we went. He just gave me a look and shook his head.

"You are so much worse than whipped." He informed me as he looked in front of him.

"Oh really?" I asked rhetorically as we neared my car. He just nodded and pressed his lips into a thin line.

"Yes really." He assured me nodding a little. We reached my car and I opened the door and leaned on it.

"So what's so much worse than being whipped?" I asked him curious to know his answer.

"You my friend." He stated walking a little closer. "You are in love."

Kylie's POV

Harry didn't tell me where we were going so I had no idea what to wear. I didn't want to be too over dressed and I definitely did not want to be under dressed. I opened my cupboard and I flicked through all the clothes on my hangers. I groaned. I'm so bad at putting outfits together. Then a thought popped into my head. I low someone who does. I jumped on my bed and grabbed my phone off of the bed side table. I typed in her name and pressed call.

*Ring Ring*


*Ring Ring*

"Hello?" Her voice rang through the phone.

"Hey Jen it's Kyles and I'm need of some serious fashion advice." I told her desperately hoping she could help.

"Well you called the right person." I could just hear the grin in her voice.

"So you'll help me?" I asked smiling.

"What kind of a friend would I be if I didn't?" She laughed.

"Great can you come over now my date is at 6:30." I told her.

"Date?! You never told me about no date!" She gasped dramatically and I just laughed at her.

"I'll explain when you get here." I smiled and shook my head although she couldn't see.

"Dude I'm walking over now see you in five." She informed me and hung up. Jenny lives down the street from me so it's really easy for me when I need fashion advice.

Within minutes Jenny was at my door and I let her in.

"So what is this date you never told me about?" She asked grinning with excitement as we started going up to my room. I just laughed and followed behind her.

"Well Harry asked me out on a date after school." I told her firmly.

"Ooooooh it was Harry." She exclaimed plopping onto my bed. "So where is he taking you?" She questioned eager to know more. I just laughed at her.

"I don't know he said it was a secret." I rolled my eyes at his silly little idea. Hopefully it would be a god date though and he sees like he really wanted me to go.

"Secret huh? Well then I guess I'll have to make and outfit and hope it suits the occasion ." She smiled and walked into my cupboard.

We spent a while trying on different materials and seeing what looked over dressed and under dressed but we finally came to the perfect outfit. It was a pastel floral half sleeve that was low cut at the front and it only showed a little cleavage. Which I personally wasn't all that comfortable with. It was paired with black skinny jeans and combat boots. I was absolutely in love with the outfit. Now all that's left is my hair and make up. Jenny immediately got to work and she brushed out my hair. She curled my hair with the straightener but only enough so it looked like 'beach wavy' kind of hair. I liked it so she moved on to do my make up. She gave me just light natural make up with light pink lipstick and she put a little bit of grey eye shadow on just to make my eyes really stand out.

"Done." She confidently squeaked when she was finished. I could tell she was proud of her work by the way she was grinning. I looked in the mirror and my make up looked stunning. It wasn't too much or too little it is just perfect. I smiled and gave her a tight hug. She was always the one to get me ready for parties and dates since I really suck at it.

"Thank you so much I love it." I told her honestly.

"Oh I don't care if you love it just matters if Harry does." She laughed and I rolled my eyes at her. "Oh! It's quarter passed six so I will go and I will talk to you tomorrow about this." She gathered her things and showed herself out of the house like she always does. I picked up my phone and took a picture of my outfit in the mirror. I put a white border around it on my phone and posted it on Instagram. I shoved my phone in my pocket and put on my paper plane necklace and trotted down stairs since I was finished and ready to go.

"So when are you going on this date?" My mum asked curiously as she was washing the dishes.

"Soon." I replied glancing at the front door.

"And when should I be expecting you home." She questioned in that tone as if to ask wether or not we were going to do it.

"When I'm home I'm home when I'm not I'm not." I told her not wanting to go into that conversation with her. She was that type of mum who doesn't care if I had sex but she would tell me to be careful and she would tell me to carry around a condom in case the guy forget it. Yeah. I'm also pretty sure me and Harry wouldn't go there. I mean we aren't even dating. So he wouldn't go there right. But what if he did? What if I didn't know what to do? What if- my thoughts were interrupted be the door bell ringing through my ears. I hesitantly walked towards the door not even hearing my mum say good bye to me. I just opened the door and put on a smile. I was trying so hard not to look nervous and scared.

Harry was grinning from ear to ear and he looked me up and down. "You look amazing." He compliment holding out his hand for me to take.

"You don't look to bad yourself." I giggled taking his hand. When I took his hand I didn't feel scared or nervous. I felt like I could trust him with anything. I felt safe. Oh I hope my gut was right.

He opened the car door for me and I slid into his car. He closed the door and jogged over to his side and hopped in the car. He started the car and pulled out of my drive way.

"So are you going to tell me where we are going?" I asked hopefully as we started driving.

"Nope." He replied popping the 'p'. I just rolled my eyes at him in frustration.

"Oh c'mon I don't even know if I'm dressed right." I told him knotting my eyebrows together.

He just laughed and replied, "Your dressed fine and you will find out when we get there." I crossed my arms in a bit of annoyance and looked out the window as we kept driving. I felt his large hand rest on my thigh after a couple of minutes. I looked at him but he was still looking at the road. He faced me with a cute pouty face that I couldn't resist. "Your not mad at me? Are you love?" He asked softly.

My features softened and I put my hand over his. "Well when you pull that face I'm sure it's hard for anyone to be mad at you." I told him with a light smile. He just shook his head a little and looked at the road again.

"Well I'm pretty positive that you are going to love this date." He told me very confidently.

"And what if I don't." I laughed.

"Trust me. You won't." He raised his eyebrows at me. Was he implying that he was going to pleasure me of did he just have a really good date planned?

After about an half an hour drive out to the middle of no where Harry stopped in front of a gate. It looked pretty old and a bit rusty but it was well built and seemed like it could last a lifetime. Harry got out of the car and walked over to the boot. He opened it and I got out of the car in curiosity. He held up a pair of black boots that looked like gum boots but they looked a bit different. "You might wanna swap your shoes for these." He suggested with a smile and he set them on the ground. I just gave him a confused looked but I joined him in sitting on the edge of the boot. I undid my laces and pulled my shoes of one by one. "I just guessed your size so they might be a bit big." He told me.

"What are we doing here anyway?" I asked as I put the boots on and Harry had a pair just like them. They weren't new boots. They looked liked they had been used before but I was still eager to know why we had them on.

"You'll see." He smiled and stood up when he had both boots on. He stretched his arm towards me and I grabbed a hold of his large hand. He pulled me up and wrapped one of his arms around my waist, with the other he pulled out a cooler bag and swung it around his shoulder. I didn't even question it I just walked with him through the gate and down the dirt road. There were a few puddles here and there and there was lots of grass. I still didn't know what the date was going to be but I just felt so comfortable in his arms I didn't really care.

We walked for a few minutes until I heard a noise. No it couldn't be. I ran out of Harry's arms to see wether or not my judgement by that noise was right. Oh. My. God.

"Horses!" I exclaimed with a giant child-like smile on my face. "Harry how did you get horses?" I asked turning around and facing him.

"My uncle owns this place." He shrugged with a smug smile like it was nothing. But it wasn't nothing. It was incredible. I think I could count about five horses. One of which was really small.

"Can I ride one?" I asked eagerly as Harry walked closer.

"Of course." He smiled and planted a soft kiss on my lips. He hovered a little bit afterwards and the pulled away. "Sorry I've been waiting all day to do that." He confessed shyly. He was so cute when he was shy it was unbelievable. I just replied by pressing our lips together again but my hand was cupping his cheek and I was on my tippy toes. He tilted his head a little to the side and rested a hand on my waist. His kisses were always so sweet and soft never rough. I liked it.

"Now let's go ride horses." I laughed dragging him with my eager self. He just laughed and interlocked our fingers. We walked towards the shed where the saddles and bridles were kept. Although it was dark out there were lights every where which made everything very clear.

"Have you rode a horse before?" He asked as he set the cooler box down.

"That's a stupid question. Of course I have." I told him.

"Well then grab a bridle and let's go pick a horse." He smiled and grabbed one too. I picked one up and followed Harry. He had the cooler bag with him again and he opened it when he got to a horse. "Ever feed a horse? Or is that a stupid question too?" He laughed.

"No it's not. I hate feeding horses." I told him honestly laughing a bit.

"What? Why?" He asked pulling out a carrot and carefully feeding the horse while patting it.

"I just get scared and then I chicken out." I stated quite ashamed actually.

"There's really nothing to be scared of." He assured me whilst he moved on to feed the other horses carrots and apples. When he finished feeding all the horses he threw the cooler bag into the shed. "So which horse?" He asked wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.

I blushed a little and said, "That one." I pointed to a beautiful black and white horse that had a white main and tail. His feet was covered in long white hair as well and the face was mostly black.

"That's Arco." He informed me.

"He's beautiful." I told him and he just looked at him.

"Not nearly as beautiful as you though." I blushed at his sudden compliment and hit him on the shoulder. As soon as I dropped my hand he linked his with mine. He was such a cutie sometimes that I just wanted to kiss him and never let go.

I smiled as we walked towards Arco. I carefully put the bridle on and patted the gorgeous creature. "C'mon I'll help you up." Harry motioned me over and put his hands together creating a step for me. I put my foot in his hand and my hand on his shoulder. He lifted me up and I carefully sat on the horse. "You right?" He asked as soon as I sat up.

"Yeah. Now get a horse cowboy." I laughed and he just shook his head. He got onto a magnificent dark brown horse with jet black hair. He trotted over next to me easily controlling the horse.

"C'mon I have something to show you." He told as the horse kept trotting along. The night was beautiful and you could see the trees that were up ahead not to far away. It was a gigantic property and it was beautiful too.

"Where are we going?" I asked curiously.

"You see those trees up ahead? There is a small wooden cabin there that my uncle uses when he or his family wants to stay here for a night or more." He explained as we kept heading in the same direction.

"And I'm guessing you got him to lend it to you for the night?" I asked smiling at him. He just nodded sheepishly. After a few minutes we arrived at the cabin. We got off the horses and left them to roam free. Harry led me into the cabin and in the kitchen. "You made dinner?" I asked a bit shocked when I saw a small table with a table cloth over and food stored in containers.

"Well it was just spaghetti and meat balls and I thought was most likely the only I could just heat up and throw into a bowl but it would still have a hint of gourmet with it." He laughed as he emptied the containers into bowls and set them in the microwave.

"Of course you did." I breathed out jokingly. He pulled out one chair and gestured for me to sit once I sat down he went to the fridge.

"What drink would you like for tonight ma'am? We have apple juice, coke, fanta, sprite and ginger beer?" He told me in a posh accent. I just giggled and told him I would like a sprite. He came over with the bowls of good and two sprite cans.

"Such a classy meal isn't it?" I laughed as I took a bite.

"Very." Harry agreed sarcastically. "So what do you think?" He asked once I swallowed it.

"Not as good as my grandma's but it's good." I smiled at him.

"Well that's good because this was the first time I cooked for a girl." He admitted shyly. We talked about all the passed people we have dated and our experiences with other people and it was actually quite funny. Over dinner I found out some more about him. Like how he would like to be a singer and his favourite animal is cats. I had grown a closer attraction to him by the end of dinner.

"Well what shall we do now?" I asked as we had finished dinner.

"How about we watch TV? There is one in one of the bedroom's." He suggested and I just nodded because we would most likely end up cuddling and I love cuddling. We walked into a room that had a small TV and a double bed. It looked like the master bedroom and it was very nice and cozy. "What do you wanna watch?" He asked holding up some DVD's.

"Oh! Let's watch Snow White it's the best movie!" I begged seeing the Disney movie in his hand.

"Ok." He chuckled putting it into the DVD player. He jumped onto the bed beside me and I leaned my head against his chest as we watched the old movie. Half way through the movie Harry spoke up,"Kylie?".

"Yes?" I asked back as my eyes were locked on the TV screen.

"I fancy you." He blurted and I sat up a little and looked at him.

"Well uh-I fancy you too Harry." I told trying to make it less awkward.

"No but I really fancy you. Like a lot." He admitted fiddling with his fingers and looking into his lap. He was being genuine and honest. I took hold of one of his hands and intertwined our fingers.

He looked at me with a small smile and I replied, "I fancy you a lot to Harry." He smiled and slowly leaned in and kissed my cheek.

"Will you be my girlfriend Kylie?" He whispered in my ear and I felt my heart flutter inside of my chest. His eyes were sparkling with hope and my heart started beating faster. I have been waiting for this moment for a whole now so why do I feel hesitant? I shouldn't be. Maybe I'm just a bit nervous.

"Yes I will." I whispered back and as soon as those words left my lips Harry kissed me. The kiss was full of passion and bliss. I can't believe it. Here I was making out with my boyfriend. Harry Styles.

I ran my hands through his hair and Harry gently pulled me onto his lap. His hands roamed up and down my sides as I kept my fingers tangled in his hair. I felt so comfortable and safe with him. No matter what the circumstances. That's one of the reasons I said yes. And he was an extremely good kisser. The kiss got a little more heated and Harry rolled us over so he was on top. Clearly he likes being on top. I snaked my legs around his waist bringing us closer together. His strong arms were placed on each side of my head holding him self up. Our moved in sync as we laid in that position. I disconnected our lips and started planting kiss on his neck. A small soft groan escaped his lips and I just smiled. I liked having that affect on him. He dug his head into the side of my neck and his hair tickled my face. He started sucking and biting on one spot on my neck and I arched my back in pleasure. I started undoing the buttons on his shirt just like the first time but this time he had a different reaction.

All of a sudden he pulled away and stopped. He was just staring at me blankly. I knotted my eyebrows together and looked at him. He was still on top of me but his arms were straightened out putting as much space between us as he could.

"Is something wrong?" I asked him a little worried.

" everything's fine. It's just I know ........ I know your a virgin." He blurted out. Well that hurt. I was a bit offended by the fact he stopped just because I'm a virgin. And who the fuck told him anyway. I sat up and just frowned.

"What does that have to do with anything?" I asked trying not to sound angry or bitchy.

"It's just I've never slept with a virgin and I honestly don't want to hurt you." He told me with a sorry look written on his face.

"Well you won't Harry. I know you and I know you would never hurt me." I told him putting my hands on his shoulders. He just nodded agreeing with me. "I want you to be my first." I stated with a small smile. He looked at me and a smile tugged on his lips.

"Then I will be." He pressed his lips to mine and I knew that I could trust him. I knew that he was the guy for me. I knew that he was one of the best decisions I've made.

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