joshaya one shots

when she kissed the teacher

She didn't mean to stare at him; truly.

He was talking, but she wasn't listening. Her eyes fell from his beautiful hair to his toned chest (that she could only imagine through the purple cotton that covered it), all the way to the worn black shoes he wore with his khakis. She was attracted to him in every way, but she knew she shouldn't be.

"Maya," A whisper and a tap on her shoulder snapped her out of her gaze, "Did you finish the review?"

"Huh?" She asked, looking up. There, she saw him. Josh (or Mr. Matthews, as the other teachers referred to him as) was substituting for her initial teacher that semester in Psychology. He was originally just a student teacher, but when her teacher had accidentally fallen down a flight of stairs within the first 3 weeks of classes, the school board and NYU decided that it would be a good opportunity for Josh, who was currently pursuing his master's in Psychology.

"You were staring at me," Josh began, "I figured that meant you were done with your review."

"That wasn't the reason I was staring," The blonde mumbled, twirling her pencil.

"Maya," Josh began, but was interrupted by the bell. He sighed, "Class dismissed." Everyone began to pack up their belongings and head out the door, including the blonde, but Josh had other ideas, "Miss Hart, please stay."

Maya rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help but get butterflies when he said her name so sternly, "Yes, Mr. Matthews?"

Josh ran his fingers through his hair nervously as the rest of the students exited the room. Once it was just the two of them, Josh began, "Maya, we can't keep doing this."

The blue eyed girl acted as if she was clueless as to what he was talking about, "Doing what?"

"Don't play dumb. You know damn well what this is about. The staring, the flirting, the everything. You know we can't do this, Maya. You've known this since the beginning and yet you continue to let this go on," Josh rambled.

"I know you're attracted to me too," The blonde said, tossing her hair to the side and standing up. She walked closer to him as his breath hitched.

"I didn't say I wasn't," Josh replied, "But that doesn't change anything. You're my student. This could ruin everything."

"But this could be everything, Josh!" Maya protested, "We've been doing this for years- I've been doing this for years. When will we finally be able to do what we want without anyone telling us what we can and can't do? I'm 18, but this fucking game hasn't ended yet. Is that all this is to you, a game?"

"Maya," Josh took the blonde's hands in his, "You know I like you. A lot. I want you as badly as you want me. We'll get there. I know we will. Just not now. We will-"

"Someday," Maya finished with an icy tone to her voice. Josh's face fell as Maya grabbed her things and headed out the door, making sure to slam it on her way out.

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She didn't mean to kiss him; truly.

She was trying her hardest to focus on the textbook in front of her, but she couldn't help but notice how incredibly sexy Josh was when was focused on his computer, or how husky his voice sounded as he helped the dumbass who sat next to her.

She was so into him.

Every once in awhile, she would catch Josh looking at her too when she glanced up at him. The first few times he looked away nervously. A deep pink would take over his cheeks as he looked the other direction as if she wouldn't notice. However, he eventually started