I'm In Love With My Teacher (Pete Wentz Fan Fic) [COMPLETED]

Forgive Me

ASHLEY'S POV

I didn't want to cause anymore tension so I had Pete drive me home. Maybe they can work things out.

We got into the car and Pete seems upset.

"Hey are you okay?" I asked him.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Everything's fine." He assured me.

"If it helps, it didn't mean anything." I added.

"Oh yeah, that helps." He said sarcastically.

"I don't know why you're getting so upset. You said it's fine. He kissed me. Why are you taking it out on me." I argued.

"I'm not taking it out on you. It's just that im upset. I'm very territorial. You're mine." He told me.

We pulled up to my house.

"Well I'll see you in a few days. Try to calm down and work things out with Patrick." I said. "I love you."

He stared straight ahead and didn't answer.

"I said I love you." I raised my voice.

He still didn't answer.

"Fine. I'll see you later."

I got out of the car and slammed the door. I walked up to my front door and went to unlock it.

"Wait." He called.

I turned around and he smashed his lips against mine. I fumbled to get the door open and he pushed me inside. He broke away from the kiss

"I love you too." He told me. "You're MINE."

He closed the door and pinned me against it.

He connected his lips to my neck and let out a low growl.

I tilted my head back and let out a moan.

He grabbed my hands and pinned them over my head.

"P-Pete. Why?" I stammered.

He lifted up from my neck and got within inches of my face. The anger on his face terrified me.

"You're mine." He said.

I bit my lip and slammed his lips against mine. He shoved his tongue into my mouth and our tongues battled.

He pulled away from me and let go of my arms, only to rip my shirt off. I put my hands at the bottom of his shirt and tugged at it.

"Off." I demanded.

He lifted his arms above his head and I slid off his shirt. I threw it next to mine and he took my arms in his grip and pinned them again.

We connected our lips together again and I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist. He placed his hands on my waist and he carried me upstairs.

We went into my room and he laid me on the bed. Our kiss never broke. He got on top of me.

He made his way to my neck and I let out a small moan.

"Pete, I'm going to miss you." I let out.

He lifted up from my neck.

"I'll miss you too." He told me.

I flipped him over and straddled his waist.

I began to slowly grind on him-teasing him.

"Fuck." He let out.

I unzipped his pants and slid them off.

"I have an idea." I told him.

"If it involves me in you then I'd love to hear it." He replied.

I laughed. "Oh, just wait. You'll get that. But, see if you can stay with me tonight. Please."

He pulled me to his face and kissed me. He pulled away and our foreheads were connected.

"Maybe. I have to call the guys." He replied.

I slid off my pants and threw them on the floor.

"Is there anything I can do to help convince you?" I asked.

He flipped me over and leaned over me.

"Maybe." He whispered.

He lined up his dick with my hole.

He shoved it in, not caring about the pain I was in.

"Fuck!" I screamed.

He thrusted In and out. He let out a low moan. He began to get faster and my moans became shorter and more consistent.

"Fuck, Pete!" I yelled.

He smiled and thrusted harder.

We began breathing heavy and he let out small moans.

"Pete. I'm almost-" I moaned.

"Hold it." He demanded.

He thrusted in again and got faster. After each thrust he got more and more sloppy.

He reached his high and came inside me. I came all over him.

He collapsed on top of me.

"I guess it won't hurt to ask." He laughed.

He grabbed a blanket and I curled up to his chest.

"Pete, I love you." I let out.

"I love you too. More than anything." He told me.

I laid my head on his bare chest and he wrapped his arms around me.

He picked up his phone and called Patrick.

Hey, is it okay if I take the night off? I want to spend some alone time with Ashley after-yeah.

Yeah, I'll make sure.

Okay. Thanks.

No it's fine, everything's okay.

Bye.

He hung up the phone and snuggled back with me.

"He said it's fine, he understands. As long as I practice tomorrow while the other guys have an hour break." He explained.

"That's good." I told him.

I fell asleep on his chest only to be disturbed by a nightmare.