More Than a Teacher (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 1

Louis' P.O.V

I sat at the end of the bar and took a swig of my beer. I had just turned eighteen last year so I was allowed to drink. We had school starting tomorrow so here I was drowning myself in alcohol, so I'd stop thinking about it. Look After You by The Fray came on and I hummed along softly. "Quite a taste you've got there."

I snapped my head up to see a tall man with brown curly hair and piercing green eyes. He was gorgeous. "Um thanks." He sat down next to me and picked up my beer and looked at the label.

"Wow good in music and beer?" He smirked setting my beer back down. "What's your name stranger?"

"Louis." I answered.

"I'm Harry." He smiled and two dimples appeared. "You seem awfully quiet why is that?" Because you're super attractive and I just want to kiss your beautiful lips.

"If you wanted to kiss me that badly why didn't you just ask." He smirked smugly.

"Fuck my life. I did not just say that out loud." I smacked my forehead, blushing deeply. He lifted my chin and kissed me gently.

"Don't worry love, I think it's cute." He whispered in my ear, nibbling at it gently. I bit my lip holding back a moan that was threatening to come out. He moved down to me neck and found my sweet spot easily. This time I couldn't hold back and I did moan. I could feel his smirk against my neck.

"Hey you two get a room!" The bartender yelled, slamming his fist down on the counter. I frowned but then Harry grabbed my hand and yanked me out of the bar, pulling me into what I'm amusing is his car. He pulled me so quickly that I landed on top of him. I looked up at him and immediately crashed my lips onto his. This time though we went farther with it, when he slid his tongue into my mouth. His tongue roamed my mouth, touching every inch of it.

He began to pull at the hem of my shirt, so we broke apart for him to lift it and throw it to the side. I fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, but got them undone. He threw it and began to work on my pants. He quickly got them undone and I shimmied out of them. We did the same to his and soon we were both in our boxers, both painfully hard. He flipped us over so he was on top of me. "I can't wait to be in that pretty ass of yours." He smirked causing me to moan.

He pulled down my boxers and my dick flopped onto my stomach. He reached into the center console and pulled out a condom and lube. He began to coat his fingers but I smacked his hand. He looked at me confused. "I just want to feel you already." I panted.

"Eager are we?" He smirked. I rolled my eyes and hooked my fingers around the band of his The boxers and pulled them off. He tore the condom open with his teeth and pulled it onto his dick. I've gotta say I was impressed at his size. He slicked himself and lined up with my hole. He looked at me to make sure I wanted to go through with this and I nodded. He eased into me slowly and I moaned in pleasure.

He was about half way in and he stopped letting me adjust. "You doing okay Louis?"

"Fuck Harry, just go all the way in already." I moaned. He didn't have to think twice before shoving himself all the way in. "Fuck oh fuck." I moaned.

"Say my name." He growled.

"Fuck Harry, oh my god Harry." I moaned. He thrusted in and out, hitting my prostate. After trusting a few more times I released onto my stomach. Right after Harry released into the condom and pulled out collapsing on my chest. I glanced to the clock on the dash board and saw it was ten pm.

"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit." I cursed under my breath, slipping my clothes on.

"What? What's wrong?" Harry furrowed his eyebrows.

"Oh I'm sorry but I really need to go." I put my shoes on and opened the car door. Before I could get out Harry grabbed my wrist. "Harry what are you do–" I was cut off by his lips crashing on to mine.

"Thought I deserved a kiss goodbye." He shrugged. He grabbed a pen from the center console and began writing on my hand. "This is my number. Call me some time." He winked and released my wrist. I blushed and got out of the car, sprinting to mine. I got in and began driving home, glad to see my mum was home yet. If she was I would be dead. I got in the house and flopped onto the bed, exhausted from the events that took place earlier. For once in a long time I went to sleep with a smile on my face.

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Beep beep beep beep beep

I groaned and attempted to hit the snooze button without having to open my eyes, but as usual I was unsuccessful. I opened my eyes so I could see the alarm and turned it off. It was the first day of school, so I mentally prepared myself for hell. I got out of bed and screamed from pain. I was confused at first but then I remembered what happened last night. I limped to my closet and threw on the usual band tee, skinny jeans and black vans combo. I peaked out my window to see my mum had already left for work. I was so thankful for that, I didn't need her asking questions.

I limped down the stairs and headed to my car, easing into it as slow as possible. I drove down to school and easily noticed my friends Niall  and Liam. "Hey guys." I tried hard not to be too obvious that I was in pain or limping. Why did Harry have to be so big.

"Oh some one got some." Niall smirked and I blushed.

"Is it really that obvious." I buried my head in my hands.

"You look like you have a stick up your arse." Liam chuckled. "So who was the lucky lad."

"A gentleman never tells." I smirked.

"Whatever." Niall rolled his eyes.

"So I heard we have a new English teacher. He's apparently twenty one and very hot." Liam swooned.

"Dude he's a teacher." Niall scolded

"Can you just let me dream!" Liam joked. The bell rang and all headed to our first class which we all luckily had together, English.

I sat down at my desk not even acknowledging the teacher. He called role but I was somewhere else. I hadn't texted Harry yet and I really wanted to, but I didn't want to seem desperate. "Louis Tomlinson?" The teacher said and I raised my hand, as some one gasped. I looked up at the teacher and our eyes locked. It was him. Harry.