Sarah Paulson - ONE SHOT

forbidden lust

Authors Note -

It's been a long time, I was dealing with some shit, I'm still dealing with some shit. I'd forgotten how therapeutic this form of escapism was for me and I'm so glad I've found writing again. 

Also I've been desperate for some new StudentXTeacher content that I haven't read so I thought fuck it I'll write some myself.

Please give me some feedback both positive and negative but go easy on the negatives this is another form of art and criticisms of art should always be constructive. 

I REALLY MISSED CREATING CONTENT FOR Y'ALL 

ENJOY! 

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And there she was, long blonde hair, slightly crooked nose and an absolutely insufferable smile that could suffocate every other thought that tried to penetrate my mind if I let it and I always let it. I let her consume me whilst I desperately attempted to leave even the slightest mark on her. for I was in lust. forbidden lust.

I was never one for being on time or staying too late but suddenly it's all I ever did, for one more minute in the same room as her was a fucking wonder.

Addiction was always the most familiar concept to me, pills, alcohol, the comforting ache of day old slit wrists. and then suddenly I was sober simply because she said so, and I was determined to make sobriety the most familiar concept to me, and hopefully her as the second most familiar thing to me.

I remember the first encounter or should I say the first call.

flashback

an unknown number appeared on my screen as I anxiously sat awaiting a response from the college I'd almost begged to be enrolled to, their art course was the most prestige in my city and I was determined to make my way onto it.

-07245678362
- Answer. - Decline.

before I'd had the chance to answer the number disappeared from my screen and in what was seconds was replaced with ;

no caller ID
- Answer. - Decline.

I let it ring a few times before picking it up and answering.

"Y/N?"

and for the first time I was unable to reply to my own name, because my name has never sounded so sweet and the stranger on my phone almost sang it.

"is this y/n?, please don't say I've called the wrong number. I swear to fucking God this computer is sabotaging me."

I listened to her ramble taking in her unfamiliar accent. Pulling myself together before she was tempted to put the phone down I replied.

"hey, this is y/n."

"hi, my name is Sarah, Sarah Paulson . I'm calling from east south college, your request to enrol has been accepted." a soft sigh came from my lips and suddenly the anxiety disappeared. "all I ask of you is that you bring your portfolio in tomorrow at 9am so I can see your work for myself as your tutor and we will start the course asap.

"yeah that's cool, I'm looking forward to it, thank-you, is there anything else I should know"

"yes, disregard that I've got a foul mouth and also delete the previous number that called you, I have a bad habit of not setting my phone to no caller id."

"I can keep my mouth shut"

" I like that quality in someone." she said lowly, I didn't know how to respond so I did what I said I could and kept my mouth shut.