Passion during lesson

It isn't easy to be eighteen years old. It isn't easy to be included in an age when you're between adult and teen. It isn't easy to be in love with a teacher and the teacher was everything you dreamed about. My life was chaos, but at the same time not. I was what my parents dreamed of, but at the same time I wanted to belong to a teacher. I wanted him, I wanted to love him and I wanted to be loved. It was a dream that didn't fit into a society, as I lived in. It was a dream that turned around and couldn't be stopped.


11. All know

Niall cried. He hugged me and he wouldn't listen.

"I love you!" he muttered hoarsely. I didn't know what to say.
"I know I hurt you," I whispered, "But I have no feelings for you and it would be wrong to be with you."
He released me and he wiped away the tears.
"But we've been together for six months?"
I nodded.
"But maybe it wasn't meant to be we?"
He sat down and it was as if he didn't understand.
"Don't you feel a little for me?"
"As a friend!"
"Not more?"
I shook my head.
"No, I'm sorry!"


I realized that I influenced others. Eleanor got mad at me and she almost refused to talk to me.
"You wouldn't break up with Niall. He loves you and he was actually a good boyfriend."
I didn't dare tell her the truth and I chose to take the blame for everything. I didn't want to stay with Niall, now that Harry was ready to be open with me, or at least give me a chance.




The school started, and already the first day Harry would talk to the headmaster. I followed him up to the office and I sat outside in case he needed me. I only heard muffled voices from inside the headmaster's room and they had a long talk with one another. In the end, the door opened and Harry emerged.
"He wants to talk to you."
I nodded guiltily, and I stood up. Harry stayed in the room, and the headmaster looked sternly at me.
"This was the first time in all years I have had to talk about this kind of thing."
I blushed.
"I understand that, sir."
I was surprised when he didn't growled at me. He leaned back in his chair and he gazed at us.
"I've seen teachers who have had relationship with the students, but to be honest about it. I admit that there are still some here as do it, but none of them are honest more than you."
I sat down on one of the chairs.
"This summer, I end my time here and then I'm no longer a student."
He agreed with me.
"But the question is what happens until then." he said firmly. "I can't stop you because you're old enough to take responsibility."
I looked at him.
"So what's up?"
He looked at me and he looked at Harry.
"As I see it, I would like you to not immediately go out openly with this. I can't kick one of the teachers that students like and I can't prevent you to meet each other." he looked at me again. "You have to change teacher and I prefer that you don't have Harry."
I nodded.
He got up a smile.
"Okay, then we meet halfway?"
Harry seemed to relax.
"So I get to stay?"
The headmaster nodded.
"Yes, but only if you're not directly are over her in front of others. You can handle this in a nice way."




"I don't approve your choice, but I'm not going to go against you."
My mom had finally understood that I was now with Harry. She sat on the sofa and she looked at me closely.
"I don't want you getting pregnant until you have been to college!"
I nodded. I knew she meant well.
"Thanks, Mom!"
She smiled weakly,
"I have also been in love with teachers, but I never thought in my wildest dreams that you would end there, with him."
I smiled.
"I can't control what I feel."
Mom agreed.
"I see that you are in love with him and I have to admit I know why. He's charming, he's handsome and he's a good man." She smiled a little bit. "Maybe even I had a little crush on him? He really has the look."
I knew what she was talking about. Harry was like a model, everything a girl could dream of and he was mine.
"Yes, I love him."
She laughed.
"So what did the principal tell you?"
I swallowed.
"That we must lie low and that he will keep his job."
She was satisfied.
"I guess I have to say congratulations?"
I agreed with her, and actually, I was glad that we didn't need to suffer any more. Mom was thinking.
"Annie's devastated."
I sighed.
"He had never thought of being with her."
Mom understood.
"I know and I told her that she has him still as a friend, but she thought there would be more. I guess not everyone gets what they want, and she was still too old for him."
I laughed a little bit.
"Yes, she's too old!"




I giggled. Harry slid up over my body. I was lying on my back in his bed and we were naked. He kissed me and then he slid down over my body. I almost couldn't lie still. I took his hands through his hair and I felt his lips reached all the way down there. I whined. Harry smiled.
"Lie still, Darling!"
I felt how he started to play with me. I felt his tongue slid over my most sensitive area and I whimpered. I pulled my fingers through his hair and I closed my eyes. He always wanted me to enjoy first. It was as if I was in the first place and he loved to take care of me. I tried to be quiet, but it was difficult. I felt how he woke up the whole me and I felt it started to tingle. He got my inmost to spin around in the mist country. I pushed him against me and I brought me up to his lips.
"Harry!" I muttered hoarsely. He continued, and finally I was there. I felt it took over, and I screamed. I raised my legs over his back and I couldn't control the spasms in my body.


Harry went into the bathroom and washed, then he came back and quickly he slipped up on me. I spread my legs, I started to kiss him and he filled me. I felt how he penetrated all the way inside me and it was as if I was again filled by him. He took me over and back, and I came again. It was as if we couldn't get enough of each other and the only thing we wanted to do was lie in bed.


"I have a secret!"
His voice made me wake. He lay next to me and he caressed my cheek with his hand. He didn't smile at me, and he was serious.
He hesitated, and he let a finger slide across my lips.
"Promise not to be angry."
I frowned.
"Harry, tell me!"
He kissed my cheek and he lay near me, with his arms around my body.
"I'm sterile"
I had thought that it was another secret, but at the same time I realized what he said.
"Can't you have children?"
He shook his head.
"No, I can't make you pregnant."
Okay, the first thought that popped up was that my mom would be pleased. Her daughter wouldn't get pregnant, but then I realized what it meant for the future. I wouldn't be able to have children with him.
"Do you mean never?"
He shook his head.
"Never ever never!"
I frowned and I wondered. Maybe I should have reacted differently, but for me it was Harry as was important against everything else.
"We can adopt." I got up. "And there's vitro fertilization?"
Harry had a smile.
"You mean you aren't disappointed in me."
I looked at him. For the moment, I was too young to realize what I was saying no to, if I was with him. But I didn't want to lose Harry just because he couldn't have children.
"I love you!" I got up. "If that's not enough, I don't know what to say."
I saw how relieved he was. He slipped up on me, and he put an elbow on each side of my head.
"So you stay?"
I nodded.
"You're bonkers if you think I'm going to leave you."
He kissed me and then we started again. We spun around in bed, we made love and we were close to each other.




"Why didn't you tell me?"
Eleanor looked as if she was hurt and I understood her.
"I didn't know what to say!" I got up and that was partly true. "And we wont still not directly be open about it yet."
She rolled her eyes.
"But come on!" she got up. "I'm your best friend?"
Now it was I who frowned. Okay, we had been friends for many years, but since I broke up with Niall, I hadn't almost not talked to her. Eleanor seemed to understand me.
"Yes, I was angry over that with Niall." she murmured a little uncertain. "But I thought as well..."
She sighed and she sat down on the bench beside me. We were at school and the rumour about me and Harry started to pop up here and there.
"If it was because of him you left Niall, then I understand."
I didn't want to say that I never loved Niall and the fact that I took advantage of him.
"Partial" I got up. "But now I'm with Harry and it is to him that I want."
Eleanor smiled a little bit.
"It will take a week to get used to this, but that's okay."
I nodded.
"I know!"


Yes, I was sure it was me many talked about. As I walked through the hallway, it was like many followed me with their eyes. I didn't like the feeling that came in the body, but I struggled to not take that to me. They were just jealous, or they lacked a life.

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