I furrow my brows as soon as I open my eyes. There's a loud knocking downstairs. I look next to me and derek isn't there. I'm at my house.
I go downstairs. I open the door. "Oh my god!" I say as I see derek with blood dripping from his face and a massive bruise on his eye.
"Sweetheart, what happened?" I step towards him. "I got in a fight.. I dont want my mom to see, can I come in?" He asks. "Of course you can" I say. He walks straight to the bathroom and closes the door behind him.
"Derek" I knock on the door. "Baby can you let me in?" I ask quietly. He opens the door slowly. "What happened?" I put my hand on his cheek.
"I got in a fight" he says. "With who?" I ask. "A guy from school" he says. "Who?" I ask. "You don't know him" he says. "Honey I'm your teacher.. tell me who" I say. "Trent" he says.
"Oh, please tell me this wasn't about me" I say. "Of course it was! He pushed you into the pool" he yells. "Derek" I sigh.
"How bad off was he?" I ask. "Oh, much worse" he grins. "That's good at least" I sigh.
"God, I'm so angry with you!" I hit his arm. "Why? I was defending you" he says. "I don't need defending!" I yell.
"Don't be mad at me.. I love you" he says. He kisses me softly. I grab a wet towel and wipe his face very gently.
"Does he know you were mad at him because of me?" I ask. "No, he just thought I was randomly starting a fight" he chuckles.
"Where was it?" I ask. "I saw him when I was in the shop and when I saw him again outside I just got angry and.. yeah" he says.
"Does it hurt?" I ask. "No, I'm okay" he says. I go to the living room and sit on the couch. I turn on the TV. "Are you mad?" He walks in. "Yes" I say.
"I'm sorry" he kneels infront of me, his hands on my thighs. He leans in. "No" I shake my head. "Let me kiss you" he smiles. "No, I'm mad at you" I say. He kisses me softly. I just give in and put my hands on his cheeks.
I pull away slowly. "I love you" he runs his hands up to my hips, moving between my legs. "I love you too" I say. He kisses me again.
"Come here" I tug on his arms. He sits next to me. He wraps his arms around my waist. I look at the bruise on his face. I sigh. "You're an idiot" I say. He smiles. I roll my eyes.
"Thankyou for defending me" I look at him. He smiles. "Always" he says. "Even if I don't need you to" I say. "I know you don't.. it doesn't mean I won't" he shrugs.
"Okay.. can I just get something out into the open?" He asks. "Yeah?" I chuckle. "Your boobs look so good in that" he says. I laugh uncontrollably. I'm wearing an old bralette. It's quite tight on me now so it really pulls my boobs up.
"Seriously you look so hot" he says. I giggle, looking into his eyes. He grabs my thighs gently. I climb ontop of him, straddling him.
He gasps. "Oh my god!" He says. I scream, hiding my face in his chest. "What? What is it?" I grab his shirt in my fists. "Theres a rat" he says. I pull away and turn around.
"Oh, it's my hamster!" I get up and grab it. I kiss its small head. "You got a hamster?" He asks. "Yeah, yesterday.. I called it derek" I say. "I-I'm sorry.. you called it what?" He stands up. "Derek" I say.
"I must've left the cage open.. crap" I say. I go upstairs and put it in its cage. I go back downstairs.
"Derek!?" He pulls me back onto his lap. I laugh. "Its all I could think of" I say. He chuckles, kissing me. "I hate you" he mumbles against my lips. I pull away and pull off his shirt, tossing it aside.
"Let's go upstairs" I stand up and grab his hand. He follows me upstairs to my room.
We're in my bed now. He's ontop of me, between my legs. We're both naked. He's kissing me. He slides into me. I moan against his lips.
He pulls away from my lips slightly. "I love you meredith" he breathes against my lips. He starts moving slowly.
"I love you too" I chuckle softly, grabbing his hair in my hands. I pull him back down, kissing him again.
He pulls away from my lips again slightly. "I want more people to know about us" he whispers. I open my eyes, looking into his. "Derek you know that can't happen, right?" I say.
He rests his forehead against mine, groaning quietly. My mouth falls open and I let out a quiet moan as he hits a good spot.
"Why not?" He breathes heavily. My head tilts back and I close my eyes. My nails dig into his back. "I'm your teacher" I say. "I'll move schools" he says. "No you won't" I pant heavily.
"I'd do anything for you" he whispers in my ear. My back arches and my head falls back. I moan louder, grabbing onto his back harder with my nails.
My walls clamp around his erection, causing his cum to spill deep inside of me. We both moan quietly. He rolls off of me.
We both try to catch our breaths. We're so sticky and sweaty. "I mean it, meredith" he says. "No" I wrap the blanket around myself, standing up. "We're not telling anyone" I walk out of the room.
My peircing is all swollen and red. It's a third lobe piercing. Advice on what I should do? coz I'm freaking the fuck out ngl. It's throbbing. I got it done three weeks ago so I think I must've just caught it on something and that's why?
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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...
