Dirty Little Secret

Chapter 4 - I'll do anything to make you happy.

"How did it go!?" Logan gushed from the other line. I was still in my car, but Mr. Styles was gone. My lips were still on fire from the steamy kiss Mr. Styles and I had just shared. My body was aching and I could feel my body melt at the thought of him.

"Logan, it was amazing! We talked for hours and he also brought me there and back in his car. Then..." I paused, questioning myself if I want to tell Logan what happend.

I could hear Logan shuffling around on the other side. "What? What is it Belle!?" She asked intensely.

"You have to promise that you won't tell ANYONE. Logan, I mean anyone. Not even Cece." I said.

"I promise, I promise just tell me, damnit!" She rushed.

I took a deep breath. "I kissed Mr. Styles before I got out of the car and he kissed me back and asked if he could see me again tomorrow." I said it fast, hoping that she would get it the first time.

The line was quiet before an ear piercing scream ripped through. I held the phone away from my ear and laughed as Logan freaked out on the other side. She was spewing out words that I couldn't comprehend and I could hear her breathing heavily.

"Belle! That's so amazing! Not to mention it's so adorable that he wants to see you again. You don't need to worry. I'll keep your secret safe with me." Logan reassured. I smiled and squealed, tapping my hand on the wheel.

"Okay Logan, I gotta go so I'll talk to you later. Love ya hoe." I said. "Love ya too, Mrs. Styles." And the line went dead.

My face hurt from smiling so much and my cheeks were hot from blushing. What they hell have I started? I kissed my teacher and now we're seeing each other tomorrow. I wanted to jump for joy but cry in the corner because I did something I promised myself I wouldn't do. I wanted to see him again and bad.

I shoved the key into my ignition and drove home, I couldn't stop thinking about that kiss though. It was different than any other kiss I had. My lips were still tingling and my head was spinning. His lips like silk against mind and the taste of his lips like vanilla from the drink he sipped. His hand cupping my cheek, making me feel small against his long digits. I wanted more of him. I just kissed an older man - my teacher - and I fucking loved.

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When I pulled into my driveway, my mom was just getting out of her car with a bag of groceries. I got out and greeted my mom. "Hey mom, do you need any help?" I asked.

"Oh no. I'm okay Hun. How was your tutor meeting?" She asked as she walked up the stairs of the front porch. "It was good, I have my first tutored kid tomorrow. I don't know how long I'll be though, that's the thing." I told her. Proud of myself that I had came up with a lie that quickly, despite the fact that I don't like lying to my mother.

"That's fine sweetheart. You're helping someone, take as long as you need." She said, unlocking the door and walking in. I closed the door behind me and followed her into the kitchen.

"I didn't make any dinner tonight, so go ahead and fix yourself something. I'll be working out if you need anything." She said with a kiss to my head. "Okay mom. Have fun." I said as she walked away.

I decided to just make myself a sandwich, not really hungry for anything. Although, it stumped me that Troy wasn't in the kitchen making a mess with dinner already. His appetite demands for so much food, it's weird that he isn't down here eating. I didn't let it bother me anymore than that though. I went up stairs and changed into my pajamas and fired up my laptop. There wasn't anything exciting happening on my social networking sites, making it boring just to stare at the screen. So I decided to put Netflix on my TV.