Harry's Point Of View
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As soon as Joe announced my name the crowed went wild. I guess it's nice to know that people still desire me. I inhaled deeply before stepping out from behind the velvet curtain. The crowed, which consisted of men, wolf wistled and some praised me with profanity. A smirk forms on my lips.
I grabbed the silver glistening pole and seductively walked in circles. Once my back was facing the crowd I bent over while purposely sticking my arse out. I'm wearing nothing but a thong and a pair of stucco high heels. I tilt my head behind me and wink before squatting down. I bounce my hips up and down to let it jiggle. Then I grabbed the pole with both my hands and slowly stand up while swaying my hips. I slap my arse and turned to face the crowd. I scan the place, looking for someone I can take into a private room.
As my eyes wander off to the back row, I saw a familiar lad with another boy clung onto his shoulders. His eyes are wide filled with shock, I guess. My stomach dropped to the floor and I stood there, frozen. It took him a while to notice that I was staring at him. He blinked several times and dragged his friend along towards the exit.
Crap. Crap. Crap. Out of all people why does it have to be him? He's my student, Louis Tomlinson.
I snap out of my trance when a random bloke started grinding his erection against my arse. I pushed him off my body, "yeah no, not today." I walked towards back stage and removed my shoes.
My manager immediately approached me and begged me to get back on stage, but I declined. I went to my locker and dressed back into my own clothes. I grab my bag and exited the building.
I curse as soon as the cold breeze splashed against my body. I make my way to my car and grab my keys and open the drivers door. I step inside the vehicle and sighed. How am I supposed to explain this to a student? Hopefully he doesn't tell anyone, but if he does I'm done for.
I run my hand through my hair before starting the engine. I wait until the car warms up and as soon as it does I drove off.
I arrive at my destination, Liam and I's apartment. I fish the keys out of my pocket and use it to open the door. The lights are all switched off, which means Liam's out somewhere canoodling with Zayn. I shivered at the image that appeared inside my head.
I lock the door and drop my bag on floor and removed my shoes. I pick my phone out my back pocket and crashed on the sofa. Louis didn't reply back on my earlier text to him. Maybe he thinks I'm that bloke Niall, pranking him. I decide to text him.
To: Louis
Sorry if that shocked you, but I really am Harry and I don't know how Niall got my number.
It didn't take long for him to reply back.
From: Louis
Prove it and call me.
I was taken aback by his abrupt response. As he wish. I dialed his number. "Hello?" I croaked. Louis spoke, "Niall I swear to god what are you doing?"
"Too bad this isn't Niall", I said. Silence.
"Hello you still there?" I asked. "Uh, yes sorry Mr. Styles. I won't cause you any more trouble, bye." He was stuttering when he spoke. It was kind of adorable. I put my phone down and head to bed.
Sunday went by unenthusiasticly, the events consisted of me looking over and then marking the essays of my literature class. The process was like swimming through a pool filled with acid. Ninety percent of the class basically received a mark below fifty and the rest of them, well they're the smart ones.
I entered the classroom and dropped my bag on top of the table. I made sure that I arrived an hour earlier to take care of other paper work. I sat on the chair and started to work. A few moments later a knock on the door is made. I look over and saw Louis, I almost didn't recognize him due to his glasses.
"Yes Mr. Tomlinson?" I said. He fidled with his fingers before looking down at his shoes. "Mr. Tomlinson is everything all right?"
"Y-yes, sorry I was wondering if you'll let me study in here. The library is still closed as well as the other classrooms I checked." He bit his bottom lip and god it turned me on.
I nodded my head and stared at him as he made his way to the front row desk. Oh my god this boy has the curves of a woman, even better than a woman. His plump lips, his cute dark brown hair that he styled into a fringe, and not to mention his round arse. Quite frankly I'd do anything just to squeeze them.
Louis cleared his throat loud enough for me to snap out of my mischievous thoughts. Shit I must have been staring for too long. I could feel my cheeks heating up.
"Take a picture it'll last longer", he smirked. Woah, where did that come from? Just what is going with this boy's mind. I'm having a difficult time catching up to his sudden personality changes. "Excuse me?" I raise my right eyebrow up.
He slowly stood up from the chair and sat on top of his table. "I'm just saying, you were clearly drooling at my ass not even five minutes ago." He placed his leg on top of the other before resting his elbow on his thighs and his chin on his palm.
He pressed his tongue inside his cheek which pocked outwards. I could feel my pants tightening. I don't care what's going on, but I like this side of Louis. I decide to play along with his attitude.
"I like the idea of feeling and tasting better than taking a picture." I stood up from my chair and walk towards the door and locked it shut. I walk to where Louis is and placed my hands on the table and lean towards him.
I licked my lips as I stare directly at his eyes. "I'd like to see you dance just for me Mr. Styles. Maybe you could take me inside a private room too," he said. "You looked really hot last night, nice body too."
I furrowed my brows. "Listen up Mr. Tomlinson, you better not say a word about what you saw to anybody. Just so you know you're fucking failing this class and you wouldn't want me to drop you out."
"I have a problem forgetting about your 'secret' Mr.Styles. Every time I think about it, I'll be lying if I say that my dick doesn't get hard."
"Well then you're indeed a very bad boy. Getting turned on by your prof, doesn't your girlfriend fulfil your needs?"
"Want to find out?"
This is probably really short as well and I'm sorry about that. Please comment what you think and vote if you enjoyed this chapter. Thank you!
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Secretly Stripping {larry stylinson}
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