The college years ~ ft. One Direction

005

POV Daria

Today I have my first extra class with mister Styles and I'm really looking forward to it. I also counted on that when I picked my outfit this moring. (Photo). The first two hours are super boring but then I have 2 hours Psychology. I put on a new coat red lipstick on my lips and go to the auditorium. I knock on the door and open it. I see the last pupils taking their stuff and I search Styles. After a few minutes I take seat on his desk and I hear a door opening somewhere. I look behind me and see that Styles comes out of the storage room with a coffee in his hand. I don't know where he got that... But let's ignore that.

"Oh you're already here, on my desk?"

"Yes, You really have a good view here"

"Yes and that's just for me so get of my desk"

"Why?"

"Because I say so, Here is a chair."

He grabs a chair and places it besides his. We both sit down and he takes his book.

"Could you take your book"

"Sorry I forgot mine but we could use the same book?"

He nodds and starts talking about the selfishness of people. I just listen and sometimes I make a uhum sound to make clear that I'm listening.

"Sir, I was just thinking that we maybe could do the chapter that was my weakest point"

"And that was"

I go with my fingertips over his arm. I barely touch him.

'Lust"

He follows my hand with his look to my tights, to my neck; He stops at my lips but goes farther to my eyes. He slowely lifts his hand to my shoulders and goes to my neck, his hands just millimeters from my skin. 

"This is so wrong"

He whispers as he slowely bends foreward

"Then why does it feel so good?"

I whisper back. Our lips are now just two centimeters seperated. I am just about to bridge those two centimeters when I hear someone opening the door. We immediately take distance and act like we're reading. We both look up and see another teacher.

"I'm sorry, I left something here"

"No problem"

The man comes to us and takes his diary from the bureau. He smiles politely at us and leaves. 

"That was to close, I'm sorry. That was completely my fault, for a seccond I forgot how wrong this was."

"It's ok ,we were with two"

"Yes but I am the teacher, I should've known better"

"Nothing happend ok? Relax"

"But I wish something did happen and that is not good. I don't think we should see each other after class. And you don't need this"

"If that's what you want"

We both stand up. He takes his bag and I go to the door. When I pass him I stop and turn around to face him. There is nothing between us so nothing stops me to kiss him but he told me he doesn't want it. I'm just about to leave when he takes a step foreward. He lays one hand on my hip and the other in my neck. He bends over and pushes his lips against mine. I put my hands on his chest and feel his warmth. He goes trough my hair and takes his lips of mine. I pull him closer and take some steps to the door and he pushes me against it. He kisses me just onder my lip, to my jawbone and stops just above my clavicle where he just sucks a bit and presses his teeth softly against my skin. I can't stop a moan and he grins. It's like then he realises what hes doing and he pushes himself of me. He goes with his hand trough his hair

"Please leave"