I felt dirty, ashamed of myself. I should never have taken her out. It wasn't a date, f*ck, I couldn't do that. I couldn't take a student out. I don't want to get in trouble and lose my job. I only just got this job and it was a miracle at that. No school in their right mind wants to hire a man who is nearly as old as the students. It's just unheard of.
I walked into my house, shutting the wood door behind me. My mind wandered to the events of only a few days ago that happened only next door. I sighed shaking my head. I need to get those thoughts out of my head. I'm a 23 year old adult, this isn't okay in any way shape or form.
No matter how much I enjoyed the activities that took place in that bedroom next door, it can never happen again. She doesn't even remember what happened and I doubt she would like what happened. No young freshmen college students want to have any form of a relationship with their teachers.
I sighed and walked to the kitchen. I just need a drink of water to get my mind straight. I need to start on the lesson plan for tomorrow but my brain is just all over the place. I opened up the cupboard that held the glasses and filled it half full with water, or was it half empty?
I sipped from it trying to think of anything but those clear blue eyes and long black hair. They seemed to haunt me these past few days. I groaned as images of Saturday night flooded my mind. Heat was beginning to build up in my most private of areas. With a final thought I was making my way into the shower and groaning loud enough I think my neighbors know Ace's name by now.
The next day I spent swiftly avoiding any lingering questions that Savannah had up until the final bell for first period. I was looking forward to English today after having spent time with N- Mr. Horan. I really shouldn't get used to calling him Niall. It's not like I'm going to be spending much time with him outside of class.
I still haven't figured out why he looked so familiar to me. I know I haven't met him before, I don't think I could ever forget his accent or his eyes. They're similar to mine but they seem to have more warmth than mine do. They seem to be a clearer blue and just more beautiful than I think mine are. Many would argue against that but I just don't see it.
Savannah and I took the same seats as yesterday. Mr. Horan was sitting at his desk typing something on the computer. He looked deep in thought, his blonde hair was growing out showing off his dark roots which only made his features even more attractive. Wait, what? I didn't just say that about my teacher. That's weird.
"He really needs to dye his hair again. The roots look trashy." Savannah whispered. I had to smother the urge to slap her and shout about how he looked damn sexy with his roots showing. I didn't want to give her any wrong ideas about Mr. Horan and me. Even though there are none to give.
"I think he looks fine" I shrug trying to come off as nonchalant as possible. She shrugged back at me before she pulled out her phone and began scrolling through what I thought was twitter. Mr. Horan stood up and walked to the head of the class. He had a bright smile on his face as he scanned the class. His bright eyes landed on me, they stopped and didn't seem to move for a minute or two.
"Good morning class." Niall greeted. A few mumbles back were heard. He chuckled before he continued on into the lesson. My mind zoomed out not focusing on the words he was saying but the shape of his lips and how his face moved as he spoke. It seemed so smooth, so angelic. I didn't know someone could move with such stealth.
"Ace can you please repeat to the class what I just said?" Mr. Horan called. I jumped not expecting to be called on. My eyes widened, I hadn't been paying any attention. My mouth opened slightly, my cheeks burning a bright red.
"Please stay after class Ms. Clever." Mr. Horan sighed before continuing on with his lecture. My cheeks were red with embarrassment. Savannah snickered, I kicked her foot under the table. She glared at me but by the end of class she had long forgotten it. I waved her bye before walking to the English teacher's desk.
I don't know what it was, whether it was the way he looked up at me, but my brain flooded with images of his face hovering over me. His shirt was long shed his pants around his ankles. I gasped, I could literally feel him as he and I were connected. Connected in the most intimate way possible. I don't know why my brain was thinking this, I've never been with him before in that way. At least I don't think, but these images were so vivid, so real looking. It was like my body remembered him. Remembered the way he felt inside of me.
"Ace, I know my face is pretty, but I'm sure you would much rather pass my class than fail it yes?" He smirked. I laughed nervously as the thoughts kept replaying in my mind. I couldn't make them go away.
"Yeah, you're right sir. Sorry" I smiled lightly. He nodded back at me. I moved to go but he stopped me once again.
"Yes?" I called back. He looked nervous, like he was extremely unsure of his next question.
"Uhm. I have to confess something to you." He admitted. My breath caught. What was he going to say? His eyes flashed behind mine as the images of his body rutting against mine played. They can't be real. I would never cheat.
"Yea?" I urged my voice cracking with the nerves that were inside of me.
"Do you remember a few nights ago? When you went to an apartment to a party?" He asked. My eyes widened, I shook my head. No, this can't be happening. I didn't, I wouldn't...
"Uhm, yes." I mumbled. He sighed running his rather large hand through his blonde hair. He shook his head slowly like he was sad he had to admit this.
"I'm sorry Ace, but we had sex" He says. My eyes widen. No, how could I do that? I wouldn't do that to Harry! I love- but I can't finish that thought. The words get stuck in my throat. I can't say I love him. I don't know why.
"I know" I whisper. I didn't know until now but I had a feeling in my gut we did once he said it. I know he's telling the truth. It was his turn for his eyes to widen. He took a deep breath.
"You know?" He pressed, I nodded my head slowly.
"You know and you're okay with that?" He presses more. I just keep nodding because I am okay with it, I know I shouldn't be but I am. Something is telling me not to care. Not to worry about the consequences because it's right. Niall isn't just using me. He had the balls to call me out and tell me the truth knowing that I could have remembered or I could have not. I know I was drunk that's why it happened but what's done is done. I can't change the past and so far I don't want too.
A look of pure relief came over my teacher as he stood up. He walked out from behind his desk and in front of me. He leaned back on his desk and watched me carefully.
"What do we do now?" He asked. I laughed shrugging. I don't know, I have Harry to deal with now. I need to tell him what happened. I need to end it with him but I know it's going to be hard to do. But I can't string him along, and I shouldn't cheat. Well actually I already have but I shouldn't cheat any more than I am.
The bell rang for second period to begin. I looked around sighing. I'm late, that's not good. Niall looked up at me a smirk playing on his lips.
"I don't have a second period class to teach, want to go do something?" He questioned. I'm only on my second day of school and I'm skipping class. What have I become?
"Sure" I smile. He grinned grabbing his jacket and waltzing past me and out of his classroom. I trailed behind him as we exited campus. He stopped and turned to me, a dopy smile on his lips.
"Where do you want to go?" He questioned. I sighed, I shouldn't miss more than second period so I don't think we should go very far.
"We can just go to my dorm. I don't think Savannah said she was going there after her final class so we should have some privacy" I said. He laughed nodding. I lead the way to my dorm, Niall following beside me. We walked into the building and made our way to the correct room. I unlocked the door and we were inside. I dropped my bag off on the floor beside my bed and sat down.
Niall looked around the room looking slightly awkward. He looked confused too. I followed his gaze to find he was looking at the desk filled with nail polish. I smirked.
"Like my collection?" I laughed. He jumped shaking his head.
"That's a lot of nail sh*t." He laughed. I shrugged. I grinned an idea coming to mind. He raised a brow at me confused. I put on the cutest smile I could before I said anything.
"Niiiiiiiiiiiiiallllll" I called. He sighed
"What do you want?" He asked sounding defeated already. I grinned.
"Let me paint your nails!!!" I cheered. His eyes widened and he shook his head quickly.
"No. F*ck no." He said. I pouted looking down. I heard him shuffle before he groaned.
"Fine. But what do I get out of it?" He asked. I cheered.
"Yay! I don't know. What do you want?" I asked standing up and going to the polish to figure out what color I was going to put on him.
"Uhh" He mumbled. I turned and laughed, of course. He would want a sexual favor.
"Fine. When it's drying I'll suck your d*ck now sit still" I commanded. I pushed him down onto the chair and sat across from him. He smirked.
"I guess you're always this assertive even when you're not on top" He smirked. My cheeks flushed.
"I was drunk!" I screeched. He laughed shaking his head.
"I know, but it didn't stop you from riding me pretty damn well" He winked. I sighed grabbing the one of five shades of blues I have and starting on his nails. Once they were a beautiful shade of blue and were setting out to dry I cleaned my hands and smiled at Niall.
"I think you owe me something" He winked. I laughed nodding. I got down on my knees before him the nerves finally growing up inside of me. I can't believe I'm doing this. I thought about Harry as I unbuckled his pants but I didn't feel guilt. I know I should since I'm dating him and all but I just don't. I need to end it with him but I don't know how.
Niall was already hard when I finally got his rather large member out. He groaned as I rubbed him slowly. He went to move his hand but I stopped.
"Don't move your hands!" I shouted. He jumped nodding quickly.
"Then don't f*cking tease me!" He groaned. I smirked. I brought my face closer to his crotch just barely touching my lips to the tip. He moaned thrusting up into me. I decided to stop teasing him since I didn't want him to ruin his nails. My lips wrapped seamlessly around him as I slowly sucked him. A low groan left his lips as I went down as far as I could. He was big and I could barely take half of him inside my mouth.
I used my hand to jerk the part I couldn't take and sped up. Bobbing my head quickly. He was a moaning mess in minutes. I pulled off of him with a pop and looked deep into his eyes.
"Holy sh*t Ace. You're good" He panted. I smirked licking up him and taking him once again. It was only minutes later before he was groaning and spilling into my mouth. I wiped my mouth and sat back down in the chair across from him. He zipped his pants back up and sat there panting.
"You're nails look great!" I cheered. He laughed shaking his head.
"Thanks, but I'm taking this off. Sorry love." He smiled softly. I rolled my eyes handing him the nail polish remover. It was getting close to the end of second period. I needed to get back to campus to make it in time for my third.
Once he had cleaned off his nails I grabbed my bag and we left the room. I walked him to his classroom before kissing him on the cheek softly and running off to my third period where I could barely pay attention. The lingering thought of Harry filled my mind.