He's in my house
He
Is
In
My
House
Calm down Louis deep breaths
I watch him walk around the living room looking at our assortment of family photos and baby pictures "do you wanna study down here or up in my room?" I ask shakily still shocked that Harry is standing in my sitting area in tight black jeans and a loose fitting flowly floral printed shirt, with his signature sparkly fake silver boots. cute. "up in your room if that's okay" He looks at me and the breath is knocked out of me.
He's so beautiful.
"yeah that's okay" I lead him up to my room.
It's a simple room, blue walls, a small twin bed in the far corner and a mahogany dresser and desk. I look at the few trophies and certificates on my dresser and my collection of famous football players trading cards.
"sorry for the mess" I mumble picking up the small scatter of clothes on the floor. I toss them in the wash bin and look back at Harry, an amused smirk on his face "nice boxers" I flush.
He saw my boxers
My Spider Man boxers
I mentally face palm "u-uh I-I um" He closes the door "they're cute" He shrugs and walks over to me.
"let's start yeah?" I nod still bright red and mortified that he saw my boxers.
That little fucker is smirking again
I'll get rid of his damn smirk
"Sometimes staring is considered rude" My heart stops when I realize how close he is
He breathes on my neck and laughs shortly "you seem to stare at me a lot Louis" He whispers
Holy shit
His voice and breath and hands on my arms are driving me insane
I try to get a little closer then he pulls away. I whine quietly "maths time" He tries to change the topic
I close my eyes and images cloud my mind
He starts grabbing things from his bag, bending over so he can grab them.
I look at his round, sculpted ass and my pants tighten
shit
of all times
think of something gross
Horse shit
rubbish
VAGINAS
Well that fixed it.
I walk over to the bed and look at him "what first professor Styles" He snorts out a laugh and stands up-I never realized how tall he is- "you can only call me that during one thing and that is not our tutoring lessons"
what the fuck did that mean
Is Harry Styles a secret kink lover?
Did he have a professor student kink?
I sure hope so.
THERE IS PROBABLY GOING TO BE A THIRD CHAPTER TODAY
BYE LOVES xx
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