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3: Frida Mae

3: Frida Mae

Harry Styles.

"Oh, fuck," I panted as Louis rammed his c*ck into my rear. I gripped the sheets, the pleasure overwhelming me.

"You like that, huh, baby?" He rasped, his hips still moving expertly.

I only nodded, not being able to speak. He was able to give in a few more thrusts as we both came together.

Louis pulled out of me, disposing of the condom. He leaned down and whispered in my ear. "That's what you get for giving me a B."

My eyes shoot open, a thick layer of sweat beading my forehead. Did I seriously just have that dream? About my student?

Groaning, I lift up the covers slightly, only to be met with the fact that I am quickly becoming erect.

I slip out of bed and get into the shower, hoping that the warm water will calm me down a bit. Luckily, it did.

When I get out of the shower, it's nearly 6:30, so I decide to slip some clothes on and get myself a bit of breakfast.

Outside, the chill October airs brings goosebumps to my skin, as I'm not wearing a sweater or anything. I round the corner and head into a Dunkin Donuts.

"Frida Mae, it's been awhile, hasn't it?" I say, seeing one of my best friends behind the counter.

She smiles, "Indeed it has. What brings you by this lovely morning, Harry?"

"Just wanted to get a quick brekkie in before I head off to my job." I explain to her as she nods.

"Well, then, what can I get for ya?"

"A Wake-Up Wrap with sausage and a medium coffee will be wonderful, thank you." I tell Frida, getting my usual.

"Alright, that'll be $12.89, please." She says, accepting my money as I hand her three five dollar bills. She checks to make sure they're real before slipping them into the register.

"It was lovely to see you again, H. We need to meet up again soon." She says, resting her hands on the counter top.

"Yeah, just ring me up whenever." I nod. "By the way, I'm loving the new hair."

She smiles, running a hand through her half-pink, half-purple hair. "Thank you, I thought that I would give it a try."

"Well, it looks nice."

Soon, I handed my order and I say a quick goodbye to Frida Mae before exiting the Dunkin Donuts.

I enter my apartment once again, finishing up my quick meal. I get into some nicer clothes, ones for work. I glance at the clock as I straighten my tie. It's 7:45, meaning I have an hour until I have to be on campus.

I decide to kill time by going over my lesson for next week. Romeo & Juliet, one of Shakespeare's most famous playwrights.

The story of Juliet Capulet and her forbidden love with Romeo Montague. Their love for each other becomes so strong that they end of dying for another in the end.

Somehow, I feel as if Louis and I will end up reliving this story, minus the dying for each other. But I push the thought far back into my mind, seeing as if I am his Professor and he is my student.

That never stopped anyone, did it?

Louis Tomlinson.

"Wake up, Lou," says Kylie, shaking my shoulders slightly.