"Professor Payne?"
"Oh umm, Lottie, What are you doing here?"
"You're the professor what are you doing here," I asked. I just grinded on my English teacher. ew. "I'm a college student besides doing accelerated English," He stated embarrassed. I was just as red as him. "Um I got to go, text me," Mr. Payne called to me. Text him why?
I walked back to Niall, passing the intoxicated bodies. "Can we go Niall," I asked, he nodded and we walked to the car. "I saw you dancing with another student," he blurted. "he's also an English professor," I mumbled.
When we got back to our dorm I plopped onto Zayn's bed. Zayn pulled his arm around me and I just smiled. I liked boys flirting. Especially someone good looking like Zayn. Niall walked down to Louis' and Harry's dorm. Harry and Niall are good friends. My heart started beating faster when Zayn leaned in. His lips barely brushed mine but he was still quite the kisser.
The kiss deepened and Zayn lays me down on the bed. First grinding on my professor, then a heated make out session with my room mate. I'm the definition of a slut.
