Eleanor enjoyed. We sat in the back of Harry's house, and indeed she seemed a little envious of me.
"You have everything you can dream of?" she murmured, and glanced toward the grill. Harry and Louis would help each other with the food, because they felt that only real men could barbecue meat.
"Yes, you could say that I was lucky?"
She laughed a little bit.
"Well, you do have some luck?"
I nodded and I smiled at her.
"My story is like a crummy old fanfic!" I said jokingly. "The teacher falls for student and they start a relationship?"
She agreed with me.
"But the reality isn't like that stuff that teenagers write it down?" She smiled at me. "The reality isn't wrapped in pink clouds."
I looked at Harry again. So far everything was fine but I thought a lot about the fall. I had sent my application to many colleges and I was afraid I just came in to them the faraway. I wanted to be close to him and I didn't actually want to live as a younger person.
"He loves you!" I heard Eleanor say. I looked at her again.
"Yes, he says that all the time?"
She laughed and she shook her head.
"No, I saw it long before you. Before that with Niall and when we got to school, during the first month. Harry could sit and just stare at you."
She shook her head.
"No, I think he fell for you right from the start, but I thought that maybe he was just that. You were interested, but like you said, he was a teacher."
I had never asked Harry when he realized that he loved me. I peered at him and I thought about the years that he had been my teacher. In the beginning, I had only thought that he was the most handsome teacher we ever could get, gradually changed my feelings and I fell in love.
"I just know how it felt the first time we had him." I got dreaming up. "Remember what we said after the lesson?"
"Yes, we said he was taken from a love novel. We could sit and fantasize about him for hours."
I nodded a little bit.
"And now he's mine?"
I admit it. Men can really barbecue. It was wonderful and Harry had even had time to make salad. We sat outside and the evening approached. It began to cool off and I enjoyed. I had a wonderful boyfriend and my best friend accepted my relationship.
"So when did you fell for Kim?"
Eleanor just threw out the question. I was going to ask Harry later, but she almost seemed more interested than me. Harry blushed a little bit and he smiled at me.
"Shall I take the short or the long story?"
"The giant short!"
"Come on and tell me." she got up. "I know you liked Kim from the first day you saw her."
Harry was amazed and he looked at her.
"What do you mean?"
Eleanor giggled a little and she crawled into Louis's arms.
"Yes, I remember that you could sit and stare at her. That was at least what I remember."
Harry smiled a little bit and he looked down at the food, then he looked at me.
"Actually, I realized from the beginning that you were special."
My heart began to pound. Oh hell? Did he meant that seriously?
"I saw you and you were everything I wanted!" he whispered hoarsely and honestly. "I had been single for so long that I had forgotten what it is to be in love, but with you I got to experience it all again."
I didn't know what to say.
"Many years as you just saw me?"
He nodded his head a little bit.
"And many hours when I have sat and thought of you."
I just gaped. Eleanor laughed a little bit.
"Harry, I can announce that Kim felt that you were perfectly right from the first lesson!"
Harry laughed a little and he looked quickly at her.
"Yes, I noticed that. You giggled whenever you showed up?"
"And we talked a lot about you."
"Can't we just change the subject?"
Harry didn't agree with me.
"No, now you know how I felt and then you have to tell me about when you fell for me."
Eleanor responded to me.
"In the beginning you was just good looking, but I think that after the second year she felt more."
"I can speak about it myself?"
"No, you don't dare."
I want to growl. Harry quickly grabbed my hand good to calm me down.
"Darling, does it matter? I saw you and I got you."
I swallowed and I looked at him. He really loved me and he just liked to tease me.
"And I got you."
Louis smiled big.
"Talk about that this is like one fanfic?"
"We talked about it before. You could almost write this with famous people?"
I snorted, but Harry liked the idea.
"But I will the be more charming and urbane?"
"No, you'll be that ugly teacher!" she said jokingly. "And Kim will be the model and super stylish."
"And you? Shouldn't you be in it then?"
She thought about it, and she nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes, I will be the best friend who comes with good advice and who always knows best."
"And what about me?"
She smiled at him and she played dumb.
"You have nothing to do with the story, so you get a supporting role."
"I can be a good-looking guy who's in the football team?"
Harry liked substance.
"Please tell us whether you write it down or not."
She nodded at him.
Harry stood behind me, leaning against me. I washed up the last plate and I felt his lips against my neck.
"I'm doing the dishes!"
He smiled and he let his hands slip around me.
"And you're finished?"
I felt how he pressed himself against me.
"Harry, not now?"
He didn't seemed to care, and he pulled up my dress. I felt his hand inside my panties and began to caress me. I groaned.
He continued and in the end I was weak in the knees. He made me want to and it tingled down there. I felt him perfectly stroked my clitoris, and he let a finger to find the way inside me.
"Enjoy!" he muttered hoarsely, his second arm held me tight. "I want to see you enjoy."
I moaned and I grabbed the edge of the bench. I spread my legs and I felt how he managed to take me to that state. I whimpered, and all the time he kissed my neck. Two fingers and I couldn't stand still.
He pulled down my panties completely and he made me bend foreward. With a simple movement he penetrate and I almost screamed with pleasure. I felt how he quickly gained speed and at the same time succeeded his fingers to remain over my clit. I whimpered and I brought the body back and forth in his pace. I heard him groaning and he took me by storm. He pulled up my dress and he stroked my back with his free hand.
"You are mine!" he hissed hoarsely and dully. "I love you so much. Do you know that?"
"Yes!" came out quickly. I couldn't stand still and I had no idea when this would be over. It was as if he owned my soul and he did what he wanted to do. I had nothing against it, but sometimes I wished I could say no.
I moaned, I was shaking and I felt the orgasm took over. I couldn't almost stand up, and as soon as I landed took Harry me, he took his arms around me and he hugged me tightly. I felt how he pressed himself against my back and he was breathless.
"You can't leave me." he muttered hoarsely. "I don't want to live without you."
"I wont leave you."
He groaned and kissed my cheek.
"Darling, I'm talking about in the fall."
I opened my eyes. Was he also worried about that? I didn't know what to say. He seemed as scared as me, over what then would happen.
"I can talk to some colleges here around if you want." he whispered hoarsely. "You can stay here and take the bus to school?"
I frowned. I wanted to say yes, but at the same time I wanted to get into the school on my own ratings. He seemed to understand me.
"I show up your papers, and I talk to them. Can I do that?"
I chose to nod. He kissed me.
Then he moved on the hip again. He wanted to come. He held me tight and he groaned against my cheek. I chose not to dwell on the future. He wanted to help me and actually it was a good idea, because I was then nearby and I didn't have to move. He filled me, he was shaking and he pressed himself against me.
"It's us!" he muttered hoarsely cloudy. He held his arms still around me. I felt him push himself into me one last time and I heard that sound, that he was done. I smiled weakly.
"But you make so that it is my grades as they look at."
"You came in, You did it!"
Harry came running into the house and he was happy. I just stared at him and I sensed that he was talking about a college.
He hugged me hard and then he gave the paper to me.
"You had searched there with your grades, and when I talked to the headmaster, he said that you had already been admitted."
I got big eyes and I looked down at the paper. I had done it. I would become a lawyer. I just stared at the paper. I couldn't believe my eyes. Harry laughed and he slipped into the kitchen.
"We must celebrate with wine, with a party, call your parents, call everyone."
Mom suspected that I didn't move because of Harry.
"Are you sure you want to go to college so close to your home?"
I nodded with satisfaction.
She smiled and she hugged me.
"And you want to be a lawyer?"
"I probably have no choice!" I laughed just to annoy her. "But yes, I want to do this."
She released me and she nodded with satisfaction. Harry stood behind me and I saw at him how proud he was. Mom tried to smile at him.
"And you must make sure that she reads in the evenings."
He gave her a knowing look.
"I'm a teacher..."
She laughed a little bit.
"Well, maybe you're a teacher, but I know how people are, as are newly in love."
I blushed and I tried to hide it.
"We have food!"
Harry kissed me quickly on the cheek and he took them all into the kitchen.
"Yes, this is something to celebrate?"
It felt as if I had grown up. My parents came to me, instead as before, I lived with them. I had Harry and he actually took care of me. The life that I was about to enter, was more mature against the past. I felt more responsibility and I really wanted to do all that I had dreamed about. Maybe I had high expectations over myself and I knew that we would with some point start fighting over trifles, but it was nice just to be for the moment. It was nice that finally life was as it should be.
"I love you!"
Harry sat beside me on the sofa and he pulled the nose through my hair. I felt a tingle in my stomach. My parents sat and divided with Eleanor about something. Louis was there and he seemed satisfied.
"I love you too!" I smiled at him. Harry took the right hand under my chin and kissed me tenderly. "I wish we were alone."
I got up a small smile.
"I can guess why."
He grinned, and he drew a finger across my lips.
"Well, you know why and when everyone have left us, it's I who will take care of you. All night!"
"You are joking?"
He shook his head, and he had that look that said more than a thousand words.
"Tonight you're mine and I'll make you scream, many times."
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