Ezra's POV
I come into Everly and I's room to find her fast asleep on my bed. She is cuddled up into the blankets, clutching a pillow. I look at her in complete adoration. She is so precious and innocent that I can't help it.
Earlier today I teased her about having a crush on me, to try to get her to admit it. She never said exactly that she didn't so I still think (more like hope) she does.
I have known her for only a week or so, but I love her so much. Everything about her.Her laugh.Her smile.Her innocence.Even now she looked when she cried. Not to be dramatic but this girl is the girl of my dreams.
I get my pyjamas and turn off the main light, then turning on the soft light. I walk over to Everly, taking the blankets from beneath her and placing them over her petite body. I make sure she is asleep before I press my lips down into her forehead. A faint smile draws on her lips.
I go to either side of the bed to lay down with her, but my brain realizes that I can't do that. She is still innocent, so I have no idea how she would react to waking up in bed with a 24-year-old.
So instead I just rest on the couch in my room.
Everlys POV
Time skip to morning
I wake up shivering. I pull up the covers closer to me. Just 5 more minutes. I actually am pretty well rested, I will get ready. I get out of bed, remembering everything that happened yesterday. My teacher found out about my mom abusing, took me shopping, and is letting stay at his place. I was so emotional yesterday that I just kept touching him, I regret that. But, I enjoyed it. I see that Ezra is on the couch as I glance back at it. Im going to wake him up.
I walk over to the couch, putting a leg on either side of Ezra. I sit down on his stomach and lean forward. My hips start moving back and forth as I begin to shake his shoulders with my hands. Ezra's eyes open to see me in front of him, strangling him. A smile forms on his lips.
"Good morning to you too Everly," he says to me while still smiling.
"Good morning," I say happily. Ezra always makes me feel so fuzzy inside. I guess I have a small crush on him. But I don't think he will like me.
"Im hungry," I say. Ezra laughs and sits up. He indicates for me to wrap my legs around him, so I do. He stands up and walks me to the kitchen, keeping a smile on his face the whole time and looking into my eyes. I feel warm as I bury my face into his neck. Then he sets me down on the counter, keeping his hands on my arms.
"How about we go out for breakfast, doll?" he asks me. I blink up at him, debating if I want to go.
"Sure," I say to Ezra.
"Good because we were going either way," Ezra said.
"What restaurant are we going to?" I ask obediently.
"Surprise" Ezra said and I smiled, I love surprises, "Let's go get ready sweetheart." He holds out his hand for me to walk with him, but instead, I take his hand and move his whole body closer to me. I wrap my legs around him once again, feeling at home. My teacher smiles widely and happily carries me to the room, setting me down gently when we reach it.
I step away from the gorgeous man in front of me, then go to head to where my clothes are. I choose my outfit as white kneesocks and a long sleeve red, plaid, dress. I top it off with a light white coat because it is so cold outside. I get out my brush and start brushing my hair. I enjoy listening to the quietness of the world around me while stroking my fingers through my now soft hair.
"Are you ready, dolly?" Ezra asks me, slipping two arms around my waist. I relax into his touch. I nod my head 'yes' to him. He turns me around so I am facing him, then takes his hands from my waist to my shoulders.
"Can you do me a favour?" he asks sweetly.
"Yes," I say, waiting for a response.
"Call me Daddy while we're out today," he says "Can you do that for me, sweetheart?"
"But you're not my dad?" I say confused.
"You're right, I'm not your dad. Im your Daddy, it's a different doll" he explains to me. My mouth turns into the 'o' shape when I understand.
"Okay, daddy," I say to him. He smiles down at me.
"Good girl" Ezra praises me. He takes my hand in his and we start walking out of his apartment and into the beginning of the falling snow.
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Staying With My Teacher
RomanceA story about a young girl named Everly Mae Hartweck, who lives with a mother that doesn't care for her. Little did she know that she would soon be living with her English teacher of 24 years when she makes an escape out of her household.
