Falling For My Teacher

2: Dates

"Hello beautiful," Niall said opening the door.

"Hi," I replied shyly.

"You look amazing," he winked.

"I'm wearing what I wore earlier ok today," I replied looking at my black jeans and sweater. He just smiled, closing the door behind him. It's flat was small. Cute and dainty. He was really into music that is for sure.

"So I made pasta because I'm not that big on cooking," he said leading me to his small kitchen. "But it my specialty and it taste good I suppose." I took a seat across from him, admiring the table setting. He kind of went all out bit it was cute.

I scooped the a spoon full of pasta, shoving it in my mouth. It was like little pixie fairies dancing on my tongue. It was the best pasta ever. "Okay. This is amazing."

"Thanks," he replied, shoving some into his mouth. "I took a cooking class and this is the one that I really liked so I practiced. This is probably the best time I've made it actually."

"It's really good," I replied. Silence blew over before I began the questions. "How old are you?"

"I'm 22. Going on 23 in September," he replied. "And you?"

"17," I answered. "18 in December."

"I'll have to remember that," he winked. "Any siblings?"

"An older brother. He's 19 yet still lives with my parents."

"Is it Bronson Evans?" He asked.

"Yes," I replied embarrassed. He was known as the trouble maker of school.

"My friend had him in his class last year. Mr.Payne?"

"Ahh. The science teacher," I replied. "He's pretty funny."

"Known him since kindergarten."

"Weird how you both ended up at the same school." He nodded, taking my empty plate to the kitchen.

"I rented a movie. Would you like to watch?" He asked. I nodded, following him into his living room. He popped in P.S I Love You and plopped down on the couch. I sat next to him, having his arm wrap around my shoulders.

"This movies so sad," I said sobbing. He chuckled, wrapping his other arm around me so we were on a full on snuggle. He kissed my temple before lifting my chin. He placed a small kiss on my lips, making me smile.

"I wanted to do that all day," he whispered. I nodded, pulling his lips back to mine. I suppose for the rest of the movie, we just made out. I didn't mind. I don't think he did either. But as soon as the movie ended, my phone rang. My mom.

"Hello?" I asked, shushing Niall.

"Ryan? What are you doing?"

"I'm at a friends house?" I replied, shrugging at Niall.

"Whose?" She asked.

"New kid. Name's Harry."

"Alright. You planning on coming home?"

"On my way," I replied, hanging up. "I'm sorry Niall. I have to go."

"No no. It's fine," he replied. "I understand." I walked to the front door having him stop me from leaving by blocking the door. "So again? Soon?"

"Defiantly," I replied. He leaned in, placing a small kiss on my lips.

"Maybe this time I can take you out?" I nodded, waving goodbye. He closed the door behind me as I made my way to my car.

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"Okay. You were with him last night?" Reagan asked. "Niall right?"

"Yeah," I replied pulling on a fresh sweater.