my music teacher [a.i] | on hold

Chapter 1

This is an Ashton Irwin/5sos story. It will have sexual scenes. And swearing. So. Yea. Thanks!

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•Bryndell's POV•

"As you guys know. Our concert in in 4 days. And in those 4 days we need to make sure everyone know what to wear, where they are sitting, what order we are playing songs, and we need to practice some spots with certain sections. So let's work on Snowman" I pulled out the song just as everyone else did. We played through it and worked on sections. For our first concert. We are doing 2 classical songs and 2 song that everyone chooses on. This year we chose Do You Want To Build a Snowman and Home by Phillip Phillips.

Mr. Irwin looked down to me and smiled. I smiled back.

"Why did he smile at you?" My best friend Olivia leaned over and whispered in my ear.

"I don't know. Maybe I did really good at my part." I whispered back.

"Alright. That's it. You can pack up your instruments." Mr. Irwin said. I was going to ask him something.

"Um. Mr. Irwin, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course. Just come into my office with me while I get some things." We both walked into his office. Everyone left and I leaned against his desk.

"I was wondering if you maybe wanted to help me learn how to play the drums? I figured that since you were the drummer for 5 seconds of summer. You would be the best to ask. " His eyes lit up when I said that.

"I would love to teach you."

"Great. When do you think we could start."

"Well. I'm not doing anything this afternoon if you want to start then." He walked closer to me.

"That would be great. I'll just come by here after school."

"Okay. I'll see you then." He whispered and got a little closer. Our noses were almost touching. I stood up from the desk. He wrapped his hand around my waist. I want to kiss him. I slowly placed my hands on his chest. And looked down. With his other hand he lifted my chin so I was looking into his eyes. His beautiful green eyes. Oh how his eyes were wonderful. I could look at them forever. He slowly rested his forehead on mine. He started to lean in. I did the same. Our lips centimeters apart. I moved my head to the side a little.

We both jumped when we heard the tardy bell ring. Crap I had to get to class. He let go of me and we moved apart fast.

"Here is a note for class and I'll see you later." I took the note and hurried to my next class. What the hell just happened. I almost kissed my teacher. And I have to see him later. Just great. Well. That's going to be awkward. I got to my class. Everyone looked at me like I had just killed 20 people. I gave my teacher the note and sat in my seat.

"Where were you. And why are you blushing so bad?!?" My friend Ashley asks me.

"I was talking to Mr. Irwin about the concert. And I bumped into someone and they dropped everything." I lied.

"Oh. Okay." And she didn't question anything which is good. I really don't think I could have said anymore.

The rest of my classes kind of flew past. School was over and now I had to see him again. And we were going to be alone. Yay!! I walked into the music room. And I couldn't find Mr. Irwin.

I looked in his office. He wasn't there. He wasn't somewhere around the room. But I did find a note on the conductors stand.

'Meet me in the auditorium.' I walked down to the auditorium. He was on the stage. Banging on the drums. I smiled and put down my stuff and walked on stage. Mr. Irwin finally saw me and stopped.

"You're really good at that." He was all sweaty and hot. He stood up. Didn't say anything. He just walked over to me. Looked me in the eye. You could cut the tension with a knife. I stepped closer. I put my hands on his chest, like before. He put his arms around me. I moved my hands. I was now holding his face. He leaned in and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes as he pressed his lips against mine. Our lips moved together perfectly. I started to pull back. But he just followed me. He smiled into the kiss. I pulled away again. This time he didn't follow. I looked up to see him still smiling. When he smiles he has dimples.

"You're so beautiful." He's still holding me in his arms. I can feel myself blushing.

"Thank you." I say quietly. It just hit me that I just kissed my teacher. I backed away fast.

"What's wrong." He says, he held my hand in his, creating less space between us.

"It's just that your my teacher. My music teacher."

"I know. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have kissed you."

"No. No. No. It's fine. It's okay." I walk over to him. He's looking down and sitting on the drum stool. I lift his face up to look at me.

"No. It was stupid. And I knew I shouldn't have done it. But I just have had feeling for you. Since you started high school. And I just went with my feelings and now I've fucked everyth-" I shut him up with a kiss. He pulls me to sit down on his lap. He pulls away. And I rest my forehead on his.

"It's okay.." I rub my thumb over his cheek. He nods. And I know that he's calmed down now.

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A/N

Hello. I'm Madeline. That was an interesting start to the story. But let me tell you about me.

I live in the USA. I am actually going to be in year 8. I really really really really really like One Direction and 5 Seconds of Summer. And I'm going to a concert in September!!

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