nothing lasts forever{wlw, teacherxstudent}

𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦

-Natalie's POV-

"What are you doing next weekend?" Tatum asks as I set two glasses down on the counter. I glance to her, shrugging as I open the wine bottle.

"Hm, I don't know. Why?" I pour two glasses of wine for us. Tatum is more a beer kind of woman but Cole isn't here yet with the beer.

We're having friendsgiving today, all of our friends get together to drink alcohol and order food. It seems to always be at my house.

"Wanna go clubbing?"

"I don't know, I might be busy."

"Doing what?" She huffs annoyed as I hand her a glass.

"I might be going on a date." I shrug, taking a sip of my wine and she squints at me.

"You're fucking joking. You told me fucking Olivia was a one time thing...are you going on a date with her now?"

"You fucked Olivia?!" I hear Maria, Tatum's pain in the ass of a friend, squeaking as she steps into the kitchen. I roll my eyes, leaning back against the counter. She's the most irritating person I've come across.

"No, I didn't—"

"Who fucked Olivia?" Cole walks into the kitchen with more alcohol. I rub my head, picking up my glass.

"Natalie." Tatum says and I elbow her into her side, she shoves me and I shove her back, raising my eyebrows as I look at her, daring her to lay her hand on me again.

"Seriously?" Quinn asks and I set my glass down on the counter again. Lord, take me now so I can escape them all.

"It was a one time thing."

"You said that the first time you two had sex." Cole puts the bags down, pulling out a bottle of beer for himself.

"Literally." Quinn agrees with him as she hops onto the counter, pushing her blonde hair back.

"The date isn't with her for Christ sake."

"Is it with the blonde?" Tatum asks.

"The one from the club? She seemed young." Cole says, opening a bottle, Maria hops onto my counter, sitting down beside Quinn.

"How old is she?" Maria asks and I ignore her, rolling my eyes. I pick up my glass, walking towards the living room.

"I'm checking her instagram following." I hear Maria say and I freeze. I might know how to get away with murder, maybe I'll figure it out tonight if that woman keeps talking.

"Tatum, tell your pest of a friend to mind her own business." I turn around, walking back into the kitchen. Maria smiles at me before she scrolls on her phone.

"Diana Cooper." Maria whistles, jumping off the counter, shoving her phone into Tatum's face.

"I swear to—"

"Eighteen?!" Tatum grabs Maria's phone. Fuck my life.

"Natalie..." Cole says and I scoff.

"I know, Cole."

"She's a baby!" Quinn says, going over to Tatum and Maria, looking at the phone.

"She's young enough to be in Highschool—" Tatum looks at me and I close my eyes, taking a breath.

"Natalie—"

"I know-"

"She's your student, you idiot!" Quinn snaps. Why is this the only time these fools cop onto something?

"You can get in deep shit over this."

"Don't you all stand there judging me in my own fucking house." I cross my arms, looking at them all.