I'm cleaning my house when there's a knock at the door. My mom left yesterday so I'm home alone again.
I put down my cleaning cloth and open the door. "Hi sweetie, how are you?" I smile as he immediately greets me with a kiss on the cheek.
I let him in, closing the door behind us as we walk to the couch. "I'm good, how are you?" He asks as we sit down. "Oh, that reminds me.." I hit him over the head lightly.
"Ow" he says. "That's did not hurt!" I giggle. "What was that for?" He asks. "Stop flirting with me infront of your mom!" I say.
"She'll know somethings up if I stop.. why would I stop if I'm not already in your panties" he smirks. I chuckle.
"Fine.. just take it down a notch then.. remember, I'm still your teacher.. you need to treat me like that infront of other people" I say.
"Okay miss grey" he says. "Stop" I say. "Stop what?" He grins. "You know it turns me on when you call me that" I blush. He chuckles, grinning.
He leans in. I smile, kissing him. I put my hands on his cheeks, my head tilting back slightly to move with his as he deepens the kiss, slowly sliding his tongue along my lip.
I open my mouth slightly and our tongues touch. I gently grab onto his hair, my back arching for him as he runs his hand up my thigh.
I giggle, pulling away slowly. He smiles, tucking my hair behind my ear. I run my finger over his lips, wiping my lipgloss off of them for him.
"What are you doing here anyway? We've not got a date today" I say. "I just wanted to see you" he says. "Do you want to help me clean my living room?" I ask. "Nope" he says.
"Then get out" I say. "No, I'll help" he says. I giggle, standing up. He gets up too. We start cleaning the place.
I put on my playlist in the background. I squeal as he grabs my hand, spinning me around to him. I giggle as he dips me down in his arms.
I smile, looking into his eyes. We lean in and kiss eachother deeply. I stand up straight, wrapping my arms around his neck as he wraps his around my waist.
I pull away. "I love you" I say. He looks shocked. I wait for him to say something. Anything. Please say something.
I pull myself away from him slowly as he doesn't reply. I clear my throat, looking down. "I-I shouldn't have said that" I shake my head.
"You should go" I say. "Mer-" he says. "Go" I say. "No, mer-" he says. "Go now please" I put my hands on his shoulders, taking him to the door. I lead him out and close it behind him.
I close my eyes, leaning against the door, my head tilting back because of the embarrassment and humiliation.. but mostly just heartbreak. He didn't say it back..
I run upstairs and close my curtains so he can't see in as I climb onto my bed. I rest my head in my hands, sighing.

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my teacher
Fanfictionmeredith is a 23 year old English teacher. her best friend is cristina who is another teacher for a different group of students. she is single and lives alone. Derek is a 17 year old student. he doesn't have too many friends, just his neighbour, Mar...