Worth It (Nouis-Student/Teacher boyxboy)

Louis' POV-

I looked at myself in the mirror as my best friend, Harry, emerged from the kitchen. "You ready?" he asked, smiling his cheeky grin. I turned around and smiled, nodding. We were going to a bar to celebrate my new job as a teacher. I know, kind of a weird way to celebrate. But who cares, I'm only 23. That's the kind of guy I am. I grabbed my keys and we made our way down to my car. As we made our way to the bar, I couldn't help wondering if I was going to attract any guys. You heard me right, I said "guys". So what, I'm gay. Who cares? I turned off the radio as we pulled in, Harry immediately jumping out. "Okay, see ya!" I yelled sarcastically. Our friend, Liam was going to drive us home later, since he couldn't drink. I flattened out my striped shirt and walked inside after my friend. Without even looking around, I walked towards the bar. I was in a good mood so I ordered some whiskey and sat down. My question from earlier in the car was answered when a pale boy with blonde hair and blue eyes winked at me. I smiled at him and took a swig at my drink, shuddering. The boy walked over to me as I sat my drink down beside me. "Hey. My names Niall." he said, sticking out his hand. He had a thick, Irish accent. I took it and said, "Louis." He had sparkling blue eyes, much shinier than mine. I was almost envious. But, I must Say, he was very attractive. Maybe he could be in to me, too... "I like your shirt." he said, pointing to my stripes. I laughed. "Thanks. It's my signature look. Very mature." I smiled at him as he took a SIP of his beer. "So...what do you do?" he asked. "I teach. That's actually the reason I'm here. I just got a new job." I told him, looking down at the floor. There was something shiny. "Oh! What do you teach?" he asked. I looked up at him. "History. I've always liked it. None of my friends did though..." He just nodded. "What was your favorite subject?" I asked. He hesitated. "Music." he mumbled, looking down. "Oh. Do you play any instruments?" I sled him. He looked up. "I used to play guitar...I don't anymore. My guitar got taken away." he said. "Why?" I asked. He sighed. "I can't remember. I really want it back." I just looked at him. "I have an extra guitar...if you want it..." I said. His eyes shot wide open. "You do? Only if its okay with you. I mean, its your guitar." he said, quite fast. I laughed. "Yeah, if you come over, I'll give it to you." he jumped around in joy, dancing. I laughed. He ran over and hugged me. "Thank you thank you thank you!!" he yelled. "Your welcome your welcome your welcome!" I smiled. He let go and grabbed his beer. When he realized he had finished it, he grunted and git another one. I chugged the rest if my Whiskey and grimaced at the taste. After an hour or two, Niall and I were both drunk. "Let's go...get that guitar!" he slurred. I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards Liam. "Leeyum! Take...me..us home!" I yelled, giggling. He sighed and grabbed Harry, pulling us out to the car. When we got in, he buckled our seatbelts and sat down in the drivers seat. Niall giggled and rested his head on my lap, falling asleep. I watched him sleep, and soon, I fell asleep too. I woke up to Niall shaking me. "Let's go." he said. I yawned and got out of the car, still drunk for some reason. I guess I wasn't asleep long enough for it to wear off. I dragged Niall inside and to my door, fumbling with the keys and unlocking it. I dragged him to my bedroom and sat him down on my bed. "Where's the guitar at?" he asked, eyes only halfway open. "You have to give me something in return." I said, lying down. "What do you want?" he winked. "Anything you have to give." I said, smiling. He crawled over to me. "I think I know what I should give you." he said, and smashed his lips on to mine. This was exactly what I wanted. I started to move my lips in sync, moving one hand to his hair and the other around his waist. He brushed his tongue along my bottom lip and I gave him permission to explore, opening my mouth. I bit on his lip and he moaned, digging his nails into my back. I moved my hand from his waist and pulled away, tearing off his shirt. He grinned and pushed me over so I was lying down, him on top of me. I pulled his face back down on mine, re-attatching our lips. We continued what we were doing before until he pulled away and took my shirt off, examining my bare chest. He smiled at me, which I returned. He leaned back in and laid kisses down on my neck until he found my soft spot. I moaned loudly and he smirked, pressing his lips there again. He pressed harder this time, making me moan louder. He began sucking and biting there until he left a "love bite". Before he could do anything else, I turned us over so I was on top. He growled and I laughed, kissing him. I moved down his jawline, to his throat and down his collarbone. I made my way down his chest and to his stomach. I left little kisses around the border if his shorts. I looked up to him and he nodded. I smiled and took off his shorts. I crawled back up to him and he looked at me, confused. I stuck my tongue out at him. "I'm tired." I said teasingly. "Well, I'll just have to do everything then." he said. I smiled. He went down my body and started unbuttoning my jeans, pulling down the zipper. He slowly pulled down my pants and looked up to me. "You're call. You're taking the lead, arent you?" I said, smiling. He nodded, looking back down at my boxers. He slowly grabbed them and tugged them down, completely revealing me. He laid a hand on my, now hard, member. I watched as he gently rubbed it. I could feel myself getting harder, if possible. He slowly bent down and took me in his mouth. I tilted my head back, relaxing as he licked. He began moving up and down, sucking gently. I moaned, making him suck harder. "Niall!" I moaned, him taking more of me in his mouth. After a few moments of sucking, I muttered, "I'm..almost-" I looked up when I knew that I came in his mouth. He hesitated, then swallowed and moved up next to me, I looked up at him and pulled the covers over him. He soon fell asleep. I slowly got up and put my boxers back on, getting a water bottle from the fridge and setting it next to me. I climbed back in bed and, I too soon fell asleep.

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I woke up the next morning to see...nothing. There was a note covering my sight. It read- "Found the guitar. I had to go home. xxx -N" I was a little disappointed he had to leave, but I had work anyway. I grabbed a navy blue and yellow striped shirt and white pants and put them on with blue TOMS. I put on my reading glasses and grabbed my water bottle and keys, walking out the door towards the stairs. I headed out towards my car and started it up. When I got to school, I realized I has no idea where my room was. I stopped a kid with dark hair and an ear peircing and asked him for help. He told me I was in room 2b on the 3rd floor. When I got there, I opened the door to my classroom and set my stuff down, taking a sip of water. I wrote my name on the white bored and sat down, putting my head in my hands and taking a small rest. I was startled when I heard the bell ring and feet shuffling in. When everyone was seated, except for 1 empty seat, I decided to introduce yourself. "Hello, I'm Louis Tomlinson but you know me as Mr. Tomlinson. Actually I don't care what you call me as long as its not offensive. I'm your new History teacher and I might be a bit awkward but bear with me here." I said, getting a few small laughs. "Okay, I was told you needed to write a report about yourselves. So, go ahead and write a page about yourself, front and back, and when your finished just set it on my desk." I said, passing out paper. I made my way back to my desk and sat down, putting my head back where they were in my hands. I heard someone, I'm guessing who sat in the empty seat, walk in. "You're late, you must have a reason." I said without looking up. "Uh...my..my car broke down so I had to walk.." said a familiar voice. I lifted my head to see who it was and nearly had a heart attack. My eyes were bugging out of my head when I saw Niall standing in front of me. "Louis?"