Harry's p.o.v.
I woke up, a little bit disorientated. Where was I again? Home, in my bed, right. I moved my hand around a bit, searching for the blankets to cover my bare chest. I froze when I felt something completely different from blankets. Louis was in my bed. I didn't dream that? I felt my cheeks turning red, getting hot from my rising blood. I slept with my teacher last night. Not only slept, I had sex with my teacher. And I thought it was just my wild imagination. Hah, good one Harry. But it didn't take my mind of the fact that it was perfect. It was everyting I wished it to be, it was amazing.
I felt Louis squirming around, shifting in his sleep. I was caught up in the way he moved, his hair all over the place, looking sexier as ever. I remembered the fact that we needed to go to school, my first period being Louis' English lessons. I crawled over to Louis, laying behind him, my bare chest touching his bare back. I lowered my lips to his ears, wanting to have some fun with waking him. "Louis.." I whispered softly, my warm breath tickling his ear. He groaned. "Louuuuuiiiisss" I tried again. He groaned again, talking in his sleep. "Harry?" he asked. "Yes my love, what is it?" "Thank you for saving me from those scary carrots." I struggled to stay quiet, his comment just too funny not to laugh. He dreamt about carrots. Carrots attacking him, and me saving him. I chuckled softly. "You're welcome babe, I'll be your superhero whenever need me." He smiled, still asleep. I lowered my lips again, nibbling at his earlobe. He groaned again. "Harry.." His voice was a soft whisper now, filled with the lust and hunger we both shared yesterday. Only the thought of it turned me on again. I groaned too. "Yes baby?" I asked, my voice low and husky, filled with emotions. "I love you" he whispered, his voice full of passion and love. That's when he opened his eyes. "You cheater, you weren't even asleep, were you?" I fake gasped, causing Louis to roll his eyes at me. "Yes Haz, I was awake" he winked at me. "I love you too" I whispered back at him, my voice filled with the same passion as his. He was blushing, looking down at his hands. How often does it happen that you get your teacher to blush like that. I smirked at him, planting a slobbery kiss on his cheek.
"I would love to stay here with you in my bed, but honestly I think we should get up and get ready to go to school. The principal wouldn't be happy with you if you decided to stay here" I winked, standing up and tugging Louis with me. He protested. "Don't you want to get a nice and hot shower together babe?" I smirked at him. His eyes went big while he nodded eargerly, immediately standing next to me. "Let's go" he said, dragging me past all the spare chambers, closets and other rooms. I directed him to the bathroom. I let the shower run and turned around, only to see Louis standing naked in front of me, looking irresistable. I grabbed his waist, pulling him against me. I attacked his lips with mine, our lips moving in sync. I let out a small sigh, he was just meant to be mine. I pulled my briefs down, stepping out of them and throwing them somewhere in the bathroom. I motioned towards the shower, Louis heading in before me. I closed the door to the shower, turning around. Then I practically started drooling. His hair and body, covered in small droplets of water, making their way down his body over his muscles. He was gorgeous. I tangled my hands in his wet hair, gently kissing his lips. I heard him let out a sigh too. This was the way love should feel.
When we got showered and statisfied our needs to touch each other, we went downstairs and made some toast. I asked the cooks and maids to leave and handle this ourselves. I managed to find out Louis wasn't exactly a hero in the kitchen. He couldn't cook at all, not even make some scrambled eggs. I chuckled at his failing attempts to try and make us some dinner and did it myself.
We arrived at school, my driver taking Louis' car and left it on the parking lot so Louis would be able to get home. We walked into the school, students AND teachers looking at us. I was getting nervous from all those looks, while Louis shot me a sympathetic glance. We couldn't touch each other in here, or we would be caught. I was going to get expelled and Louis fired if someone found out. Well, if someone found out we had sex, because we weren't officially 'boyfriends' yet. I saw Niall happily running towards us. "HARRYYYY!" he screamed, causing all the heads to snap towards us, curious which idiot was screaming that loud in the hallways. "Shh, Niall, be more quiet!" I said, chuckling at his enthusiasm. Louis shaked his head while laughing, leaving us to catch up before class. "So, what's up with you and Mister Tomlinson?" Niall asked, wiggling his eyebrows. I chuckled at the sight. But then I remembered it again, and I started blushing furiously. "Ooooh, Harry's gotta tell me somethin'?" he asked, still wiggling his eyebrows. My cheeks turned the brightest red they could be. I nodded. Niall's smile grew as he saw me nodding. "What did ya do mate?" he asked, smirking. I shuffled a bit closer to him. "We had sex and he slept at my place" I whispered, my cheeks red but a huge smile formed on my face. Niall looked at me in shock, soon recovering and smirking at me. "Was he any good?" he winked again. "He was heaven" I sighed, knowing it for true for me. Niall snorted, shaking his head and laughing. "What?" I asked, acting offended. "Nothing", he smiled, "you sex beast." I couldn't stop laughing at his comment, the two of us walking into Louis' classroom, still lauging. We took our seats and prepared for the lesson. Louis smiled at me before he started talking, adressing the whole class. Now I was smiling like an idiot, my life was perfect.
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FanfikceHarry (18) moves from America to England, starting a new life. He is quite curious about the country and the people. Starting his classes on his new high school, he soon gets the shock of his life. His teacher, mister Tomlinson, is a beautiful god t...