When my teacher changed my life

[CHAPTER 5]

I look at him with confusion and curiosity. What if he'll tell me that he doesn't want to tutor me anymore? What if he thinks that I'm annoying? What if he's upset because I feel asleep ? All of these thoughts are running in my head and making me even more nervous. Not cool.  

"Nicole, I'm so sorry about what happened last night. I thought Anna would actually let me do my job." What? So...he doesn't sounds like he wants to end our tutoring. "But", he starts to say. Oh fuck. Yeah just fuck with my hopes. "I'm free today. Anna isn't staying at my house tonight. We can continue our tutoring today. If that's okay with you." "Are you fucking kidding me? Of course!" Oh crap. Why can't I first think and then talk? I face palm myself in my head. He smirks, showing his sexy dimples off. I'm so stupid. So embarrassing! I felt my cheeks heat up. "I-I mean, that's o-okay." I stutter. "Sure." His smirk grows bigger. "See you at the same time at my place." He says before leaving the class with me standing there in embarrassment.

"Mum I'm home", I say as I close the door and go to the kitchen to find my mom cooking something. "How was school, honey?", she asks and gives me a smile. "Alright. How was work?", I reply and smile back. "Ah, it was fine. Everyone's is treating me very well and I feel very lucky that I've met such friendly persons." Her smile grows bigger. I love how her wrinkles show off when she's smiling. It doesn't make her look old at all. In fact, she looks even more beautiful. "Glad to hear.", I answer. "Do your homework. I'll call you when we can eat." I nod and walk in my room.

"Thanks mum. It was delicious!", I smile and stand up. "But I have to go now. Tutoring." I add while grabbing my bag and car keys. "Love ya" I say and leave the house without waiting for her to reply. This is going to be so cool. Just me and Mr. Styles. Perfect!

I leave my car and lock it before walking up to his door. I've checked my hair in the car therefore I do look okay. I'm ready. Yes. Lets to this. I ring his bell and after like 5 seconds he opens the door. Wow. That's fast. But woow, he does look fit today! Pretty fit! "Miss, are we checking our teacher out?" He says and rips me out of my thoughts. Shit! I feel myself blush and look down. "N-no. I just- uh- saw your shirt before and -uh- yeah. " I lie. I'm a good actor when i pretend to lie, but when I actually have to lie, I suck. Big time. "Sure." He grins and lets me inside. This sure word is freaking me out. I follow him into his "office". We both take a seat and I start to take out my book. "So, Nicole. Actually it's pretty easy. Open page 163."

We've studied for like 2 hours and I have to admit, it's actually easy. He's a good teacher.  

I'm starting to get really hungry. Again. I get hungry quite fast. Don't judge me, okay? It's something natural. He explains some stuff when my tummy decides to imitate a dying whale. Awesome. Suddenly the rooms goes silent. "Sorry." I mumble to break the silence. "You're hungry? Me too! How about I make us something to eat? And then we can study a little bit more. What do you think?" A smile appears on his beautiful, soft lips. I return the smile and nod, before he stands up and motions me to follow him. I follow him in to the kitchen.

After a while I've started helping him to bake cookies. Yeah, we're hungry and yeah, we're going to fill our tummies up with cookies instead of healthy food. One more reason to love him. As I turn around with the favour in my hands, he bumps in me accidentally. And the favour lands on his shirt and face. Oops! I can't help but laugh. He looks hilarious. His black shirt is now nearly totally white. And his chin and lips are covered in white. Oh I wouldn't mind cleaning his lips off. With my lips. Just the imagination --"OOPS!" And the next thing I know is that the sugar lands in my hair. I really should stop making daydreaming about him a habit and actually pay attention what's going on around me. He has a smirk on his face. "You didn't..." I say shocked. "Oh, I think I just did." His grin grows even more. "That's what I call revenge." He adds. Two can play this game. An evil smirks appears on my lips as I take the cacao and throw it on him from head to feet. "And that's, what I call revenge." I laugh. He joins in.

The whole kitchen is covered in food, just like us. We laughed so much, that we're actually laying on the kitchen floor laughing our asses off. You can have so much fun with him. It's incredible. "We should clean this up." He says in between his laughs. Mr. Styles stands up but immediately falls down. On me. The sudden weight on me makes me twitch for a second, but right after that I start laughing again. Just like him. "I'm sorry!" He laughs and supported his weight by his arms, so I won't feel crushed by his body. His eyes meet mine and then something magical happens. He smiles as he says "you are really beautiful, Nicole." Oh my gosh. Oh my fucking gosh! How can this be real? Is he being serious?! I just want to crash my lips against his and..ugh Nicole! Stop thinking and answer something! "Th-thanks." I stutter and smile as I blush. Okay I am so nervous. What if he's joking or something? I'd seriously punch him in the face, not caring that he's my teacher. His face is getting bigger and bigger- wait! Is he leaning in? Does he wants to kiss me? I think I'm going to faint. His lips are looking so delicious and I think I'm going to find out if that's the case, in like a few seconds. And with that thought he presses his soft lips on mine and kisses me gently. And of course I immediately kiss back. Who wouldn't? The kiss feels so good and the weirdest thing about it is...that I'm feeling the sparks. The sparks everyone is talking about when they kiss the love of their life. I can't believe it. He kisses with so much passion as he licks over my lower lip, asking for entrance. And of course I parten my lips a bit. He slips his tongue in my mouth, exploring it. My hands are in his hair as our tongues battle for dominance.

After 5 minutes of making out he pulls back with a huge smile on his face. I'm so in love with his dimples. It makes him look even more perfect. Pure sex but cute at the same time. How's that even possible?! He stands up but this time making sure that he won't slip on food and fall again. I take his out reached hand and pull myself up, nearly falling back on the floor, but luckily he places his hands on my waist fast enough and holds me. His famous smirk appears on his face. "Be more careful, love." He pecks my lips before starting to speak again. "How about you take a shower and I clean this mess up? And then I'll take a shower and we can watch a movie?" I smile back. "Sounds perfect." This time I peck his lips. "But are you sure that you want to clean this all up by yourself?" I add. He pecks my lips again. I could get used to this. I really could and deep inside I hope that I will. "Yeah. I'm a smart man. I can clean this up by myself." He smirks. "Sure." I reply in a sarcastic tone. He laughs and takes me to his bedroom. Uhm? Why? Then Mr. Styles lets go of my hand and opens his wardrobe taking a pair of sweatpants out and a tshirt. "Here." He smiles." I guess you don't have any other clothes here, do you? Oh and a towel is in the bathroom." "Thanks. Where is the bathroom?" He then leads me to his bathroom and leaves the room.

I step out of the bathroom in his sweatpants, which are way too big for me, just like his T-shirt. I've already put my hair in a messy bun before. I walk in to the kitchen to see a clean kitchen and a very fit guy. My teacher. Shirtless. Oh shit, I'm going to faint. But seriously this time. His muscular back is facing me. His body is so sexy! And all of sudden his back is exchanged by toned abs. Holy shit. None of the boys around here look like that. Well okay, because he's a man, not a kid. I like the way that sounds. "Are we checking me out? Again?" He grins. I blush. Again. Ugh, this is such a bad habit. "I-I..what? No?!" I lie. A chuckle escapes his lips. "Sure." Seriously, one day I'm going to punch him for saying that stupid word. It basically says that he sees through my lies and wants to see me feel embarrassed. Asshole. Fit asshole. "Yeah, as if. Duh. And now take a shower. You -uhm..- smell disgusting." I snap playfully. He grins. "I smell? Hm, interesting. Really interesting. Do you really think that?" He walks towards me. I quickly walk backwards until my back hits the wall. I'd run away, but right now, he's standing right infront of me, gently pressing me against the wall, but making sure that our lower bodies don't touch. His trousers are still dirty. Each hand of him are placed next each side of my head. "Do you really think that?" He leans his forehead against mine. I can feel his hot breath against my lips. I can't even tell how hard it is to resist him. His beautiful green eyes are locked in mine. "Tell me." He breathes against my lips again.

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