Desired attention

Part 3: Call me Harry, babe

It had been a few days since Mr. styles held me after class. I still day dream some but I make much less noticeable now. My dirty mind is swimming with fantasies with him.

Today was a little different, I'm not usually one to sleep in class. Just because, how do you get comfortable on those desks? I can't seem to find a good position. But I guess today I was extremely tired and in need for a nap.

I didn't even notice I had fallen asleep until Mr. Styles was nudging my shoulder gently and whispering my name in my ear. Oh god that felt nice. Why did he have to do that?

A shiver runs down my body and I sit up fast and hit my head on his hip, since he was standing rather close. I guess it's a good thing he had straightened up or we would have bonked heads.

I apologize for slamming my noggin into his lower region and he insists its alright.

When the bell rings and everyone starts to leave he asks me to stay after and have a chat once again. Jamie gives me a look and I smile and say "I'll see you after school, let's go to the mall or something?" And she replies with "fuck yeah, I need some new chucks!"

I then proceed to Mr. Styles' desk. He finishes grading a paper then rolls his chair back and looks up at me. I just look to the side a smile awkwardly, a little breathy laugh leaves my mouth.

"You fell asleep today, you told me you would pay more attention" he scolds me, he doesn't seem to be super irritated... I'm not sure though. " I'm sorry Mr. Styles" I say

"You know you talk and make noises in your sleep, Imogen" he says with a little smirk

Oh my god, oh my god.... What the FUCK did I say in my dream

"Do I? What did I say?" I ask hesitantly

" well your words were mostly mumbles, but I couldn't help but hear some moans..." He trails off and looks away, likes he embarrassed?
I'm about to cry because my cheeks are so red from embarrassment.

"Oh god... I'm sor- I don't even remember what my dream was" I start rambling and freaking out. He starts to laugh and his eyes are squinted with little wrinkles in the corners and I can't help but smile.

"I suppose you just need to stay awake so you don't have dirty dreams in my class" he says, his laughter had stopped and he was staring a bit intensely. I gulped and nodded

"Of course, that's really embarrassing" I say

"We all have them, you seem to think about that topic quite a lot in my class Mrs. Jones"
He states almost cockily. I feel like he's hinting at something

"How do you know I don't think about it when I'm at home too?" I blurt out, not even thinking of what I was implying. We both start blushing and he, again, laughs with his eyes squinted and dimples on show.

"Well I suppose that'd be the appropriate place to think of such things, so you can actually take care of needs, such as those..." He starts to realize what he's saying and apologizes quickly

Now it's my turn to laugh and I say "oh trust me I do" because I'm now feeling oddly comfortable talking to him about this topic...

His eyebrows raise, and he smirks a bit. "What?" I ask "Oh nothing" he replied

"No seriously, what?" I ask trying to coax him to tell me, I was getting nervous. "I just accidentally pictured that" he says sheepishly and looks away while he chuckles

"Pictured what exactly?" Because I think I know, but I want him to say it. And because I'm feeling a little cheeky and flirty

"You, on your bed with your panties at your ankles with your hand in between your thighs, trying to meet your needs" he says with a straight face. And my mouth falls open because he actually said that

"Weird, because when I'm doing that I imagine it's you" I say, really pushing the line and testing this situation.

That's when he stands up, cups my cheeks with both hands and smashed his lips to mine. It takes me a second to respond because I wasn't expecting it, but I soon move my mouth in sinc with his.

He pulls away and says "I've wanted to do that since the first day of school" he says, while resting his forehead on mine. We're both breathing pretty hard and presses another hard kiss on lips then detaches.

" I want you to plan to say after school with me tomorrow" he says, and give me once last peck then spanks my ass. Holy fuck

"Okay Mr. Styles" I say with a smirk.

"Call me Harry, babe" he replied with a wink and a similar smirk

Harry...