One Direction dirty one shots

Coaches daughter part 3

I sighed seeing the handwritten note on the door. I had to practically run to get here on time and now it appears I am on the wrong side of the school. The note said we were in the auditorium for theater four. I sighed rolling my eyes as much as I liked the class I hated that she never told us anything. Now I was going to have to bolt across the girl's campus and through the gym. I turned on my heal and flat out sprinted. I raced through the gym running into my dad on my way, "Maya, why are you not in class?" he asked sternly. "Sorry dad I'm on my way there now, she didn't tell us we were in the auditorium today," I said cautiously I really didn't need him angry with me. "Alright, get to class," he said gesturing me to continue on my way. I smiled and nodded my head. I went to the big double doors that lead to the house section of the auditorium and snuck into the back of the group. I thought I did it quietly enough but I guess the teacher heard me, "Thank you for joining us Miss Andrews," she said loudly calling me out in front of the whole class. As well as the boys theater four class I noted. Great we were starting a play so much for getting any part in the stupid play. "I do apologize I wasn't informed it won't happen again," I said my best politeness coming through. "Yes please see to it," she said going back to her lecture. I zoned out looking around the boys section. It was really stupid they combine the two classes yet they still make us sit on opposite sides of the room. I spotted some of the boys I knew as footie players and my heart sped up a little. I scanned the backs of their heads not spotting the one I surprisingly knew I could pick out of a crowd. I heard the doors behind me open and I turned around. My eyes met the bright blue ones of the boy who had just came in. his hair was a mess and he was panting. Flash backs from Saturday came into my head and I couldn't help but smirk to myself. He had been a perfect gentleman the whole night. That is until dinner was finished with and we were on the couch. I was only glad that his mother wasn't home. She had thankfully taken his little sisters for a movie giving us the house till well after midnight. at least that's what he had assured me of I didn't actually stay that long since my curfew was eleven and they didn't even know I was with him. They thought that I was hanging out with a friend. One of the female gender of course they would have a heart attack if they knew I knew what a boy even was let alone that it was one of my dad's players. I shook myself out of my thoughts realizing that I had been staring at him and him at me. The teacher cleared her throat and addressed him much the same she had done to me. He apologized and took a seat on the other side of the room. He turned around his eyes meeting mine for a second before turning back around. A thought crossed my mind but I tried to push it away. His hair really did look like sex hair in that moment he walked in and I got the sinking feeling he could have been hooking up with someone else. Although we weren't technically a couple I still didn't like the idea of him with anyone else. I slumped in my seat while my mind tried to rationalize. He probably ran over here which would explain the panting and it was rather windy out today so that could explain his hair. Still part of me couldn't help but worry he was with someone else. Was I only a casual fuck to him? Was I becoming a "booty call" if you will? Well maybe I wasn't seeing as I was the one who called him that time we met in his car. Was that all he was to me though? I thought he was a onetime hook up after we did it in my dad's office but now I wasn't sure. He was quite the romantic when he had the chance and I rather liked just kissing him hell I could do that all day if he would let me, but the sex was great too. I didn't want him to think of me as some whore he could just sleep with whenever he wanted. Part of me, ok most of me wanted something more. I was shaken out of my thoughts again by the teacher saying my name, "Miss Andrews, and Mr. Tomlinson, since the two of you decided to be late today you two can set up the lights on the catwalk while we conduct auditions," she said loudly. I hated hanging the lights, one I was always afraid I was going to drop them and two I was terrified of heights. The rest of the class began standing to get in line to audition. I stood and was joined by Louis at my side, "After you my lady," he said bowing slightly. I laughed quietly my previous worries out of my head. I walked to the back of the stage and to the spiral staircase that lead up the forty feet to the catwalk. Louis took two of the lights and followed me up the stairs. I tried to keep my breathing down and not look at the floor that was getting farther and farther away from me. When we got up to the top and over to the place where we were supposed to put up the lights, I took a deep breath again trying to not pass out from fright. I watched as Louis hung the first light putting it into place connecting it properly. I would have hung the second one so he wasn't doing all the work but I couldn't get over the paralyzing dizziness I felt. "Are you ok?" he asked me now standing at my side. I felt his hands on my hips and my body was burning almost instantly. I opened my eye suddenly ok I was lost in his sky blue eyes and couldn't speak. His hand touched my face and I felt myself calming quickly. He kissed my cheek lightly then gave my lips a peck. I smiled at him giving him a quiet thank you. He smirked and kissed me again harder this time. I kissed back hungrily; he seemed to always have this effect on me. Flashbacks of Saturday flew through my mind, and suddenly my clothes were too tight and I was too hot. Just as the flashbacks started so did the thoughts from earlier, and just like that I was off again. I pulled away from him stopping him when he went in for another kiss. "What's wrong?" he asked his eyebrows furrowed together. "Louis, I really like you," I blurted out quickly catching my hand over my mouth. "Well, I like you too," he said honestly I could tell. "I-I don't really think we should do anything again until we talk about what we are," I said getting out what I wanted to say. "What do you mean?" he asked confused. "I don't want this to be just some hook up," I said looking away from him. "Wait, is that what you thought this was?" he asked seriously, his fingers moving my head to meet my eyes. "Well at first, but after Saturday... I don't know... I really do like you and I was kind of hoping we could be more," I said shyly. A smile spread across his face and I couldn't help but smile also, "I thought I was the only one," he said chuckling lightly. He kissed my lips and I would have gone from there but I had to hear him say it, "So does this mean we are together?" I inquired smiling. "Well if you want to be my girlfriend then yes, I really like you too," he said smiling. I couldn't help myself I grabbed his face and kissed him deeply. He kissed back letting his tongue sneak past my lips and tangle with mine. He pressed his body against mine and I couldn't help but realize we were as high up now as I felt the rail against my back. I clung to him tightly not wanting to fall. He somehow laid me down on the catwalk floor and I could feel his hands moving all over me. He reached under my skirt and rubbed me through my panties. I moaned against his tongue arching into him slightly. He knew how to get me going and that had me slightly curious seeing as we had only been together three times so far. He pushed my panties to the side slipping a finger into me. I tried not to moan seeing as we were in the auditorium and there was a whole class of people forty feet below us. Thankfully the catwalk was dark and with the stage lights on it made it impossible for us to be seen. I could hear the buckle of his belt come undone followed quickly by the zip of his slacks. His finger was removed and replaced by his tip teasing my entrance. I bucked my hips slightly wanting him to enter me. We didn't have much time and if we were to be stopped now I would be sexually frustrated all day. He entered me quickly like he had the first time and I fought the urge to smack him and yell at him again. It didn't hurt as bad this time and I assumed I was getting more used to the feeling of him stretching me. He thrust quickly angling to hit my g-spot. When he found it I had to bite my lip to not scream. He pressed against it again and again grunting slightly above me. Fuck it felt amazing he had me reeling from his touch. His fingers against my body left a tingly feeling and my toes curled in my shoes. I whimpered quietly feeling the pleasure wave through me building until I thought it was going to explode. I opened my mouth win a silent scream as I came around him squeezing rapidly around his thick length. He thrust a few more times and came with his teeth on my shoulder to keep from making a sound. I didn't mind the biting one bit, if anything I would have to say that was one of my only kinks. He pulled out and we adjusted our clothes heading for the stairs to go get the next set of lights to hang. I may have hated the idea of going on the catwalk before but I sure as hell didn't now.