Not Just A Teacher...

7

Your POV

Shawn opens his front door, goes inside and I slowly follow him. His house is a bit smaller than mine but it's still nice and cosy. He closes the door behind me and we stand there in awkward silence while he looks down at his feet and I look around his house.
"So, are you gonna tutor me?" I giggle
"Uh yeah, sit on the couch and I'll grab my guitar and notepad from upstairs" He replies and I do exactly that. I turn on the large tv and watch some weird crime show which kinda interested me.

20 mins later..
Shawn comes back downstairs with his stuff and sits next to me but not awkwardly close.
"So what do you need help with in music?" He asks "For our next exam I wanted to play an instrument instead of singing so could you teach me how to play the guitar or piano?" I say looking down at my shoes "Sure I'll teach you how to play the piano and uh  you can always ask Jenna for help since she plays it too. Just in case you don't feel comfortable to come over or anything."He replies while he walks over to the piano with me

"No she doesn't want to help me she wants you to tutor me" I chuckle as we sit down at the piano.He places a piece of paper with notes to a song (Perfectly Wrong)  and teaches me the basic notes on the piano.
"Now find the C key" He says and I press the wrong key with my dumbass and he moves my hand to the correct key. His hand is warm and feels nice on mine, he looks up at me and we smile at each other for a moment.
"So your homework is to learn the basic keys of a piano and play the start of this song" He says
"Could you give me an example of how it's supposed to sound???" I ask with a 'duh' look on my face.
"Oh yeah I will, watch and learn" He chuckles as I get up from the piano stool and go to sit on the couch.

He plays the song and the melody is so beautiful that it made me reminisce on my last relationship.

All the pain I endured, the soul crushing realisations, the lies and self-loathing. A few months ago I was convinced I meant something to someone. I thought that they would do anything to keep me by their side but of course it was all a lie. I don't know why but I still hate myself for not opening my eyes sooner.

Why was I so blinded by my imagination of the word 'love'?

Fuck I'm crying now

I quickly try to wipe my tears away with the sleeve of my jacket and muffle my many sobs but nothing could cover the sheer torment of heartbreak.
"You okay Y/N??"Shawn asks with a concerned look as he walks over to me.
"Do you need a hug???" He says
"Y-yes" I cry as I stand up and walk to him so he hugs me tightly. We stay in a hug for 2 minutes while I ball my eyes out onto his t-shirt. I pull out of the hug and notice I soaked his t shirt somehow.
"Sorry about your shirt" I smile while tears still stream down my skin.
"It's fine um do you wanna wash your mascara off its kinda running down your face" Shawn chuckles
"Oh sh- where's the bathroom?" I panic
"It's the door to your right upstairs" He grins as I rush up the stairs. I look in his bathroom mirror and wash the mascara off my face and look at my phone to sees its fricking 10 pm somehow.

Fuck there's no way Shawn will drop me off at this time, I mean he would but I'd rather not be alone right now

"SHAWN!" I yell opening the bathroom door
"You don't have to yell I'm right here" He laughs
"Oh sorry" I reply
"So what did you wanna say?" He questions
"I um, was wondering if I could stay over. You know it's late and with the state I'm in I'd hate to be alone." I state
"Yeah I don't see a problem with that, you need pjs right?" Shawn asks
"Pjs would be nice" I chuckle and all of sudden he disappears into his bedroom and throws a large grey t shirt at me
"Would this fit me?" I ask under my breath not realising he heard me
"Yeah it should, so I'll let you get changed. If you need anything just shout but not too loud Y/N" He smirks and closes the bathroom door

This doesn't feel real
Omg ok this shirt better fit

I come out of the bathroom after doing my night hair routine and surprisingly the t shirt reaches just above my knees so I walk to his bedroom where he's sitting on his bed watching some sort of comedy on Netflix.
"See the shirt looks great! I'll just get out of your way and leave you be" He states getting up from the bed and I stop him midway.
"Wait where are you going?" I ask
"To the couch to sleep, why?" He answers back
"It's ok if you're not comfortable with it but like I said I could use some company after balling my eyes out" I remark and his facial expression changes
"I- uh, yeah sure I mean if you're fine with it. Also I usually sleep with my shirt off because it gets pretty hot in here but I can keep it on if you want"Shawn slightly stumbles on his words

He's honestly so cute when he's nervous

"Do what makes you comfortable, I've seen shirtless guys before it's nothing new to me" I chuckle so he takes off his top and I can't help but slyly admire his defined abs. We both get into his bed and I face towards him while he looks up to the ceiling.

A curl of hair lay perfectly on his forehead like usual, jawline so defined and his lips so kissable.

So so kissable.....

"You feeling better now?" He questions turning to face me

Omg omg omg
"Uh yeah, I was just thinking about something stupid but you're really good at piano. Have you ever thought of becoming a musician?" I reply
"Thanks Y/N, you know it's been a running thought lately. Since I was younger, music has always been one of my main interests and I actually taught myself how to play the guitar. It was so fucking hard and frustrating but it was worth it. I enjoy teaching so I'm not sure whether I'm ready to abandon that path completely." Shawn reflects meanwhile I continue to admire his feature and move closer to him
"Well enough about me what about you Y/N?" He asks and I'm snapped out of my trance
"You're talented, gifted and quite special. The minute I saw you I could sense there was something about you. Don't even get me started on when I heard your voice, it's like your purpose here on earth is to bless everyone with your talent and presence alone." He continues and I stare deeply into his eyes processing everything he's just said about me.

I think I'm in love

"Shawn I-" I try to say before I decide to place my lips on his.

I can't even describe how good his lips feel against mine. We're so close right now and it's too much to handle but I love it.

The warmth of his body radiates off of him making me feel a heartbeat you know where.

He kisses me back for a second but stops immediately.

Shit

"Sorry Y/N this is wrong that shouldn't have happened " He says
"It's fine, it was wrong for me to do that anyways let's just go to sleep " I sigh giving him an awkward smile. He smiles weirdly and I sleep facing away from him. As soon as he can't see my face I regret everything I've just done.

Now I've made him uncomfortable, I was right
He doesn't like me let alone love me
He's my fucking teacher of course

2am
I feel the bed get lighter since I assume Shawn's gotten up to go the bathroom. Me being nosy, I get up poke my head out of the door so if he was talking to himself in there I could get a good listen.

Is he moaning?

My eyebrows furrow in confusion as I leave the bedroom and creep through short hallway to get closer to the bathroom door.

Woah I think he's jerking off in there

"Fuck Y/N" I hear Shawn mumble and my eyes widen

No way

A minute later...

Yes I stood there for a minute more, shut up

His groans and moans stop and are replaced with quiet sobs.

This is my cue to leave

2:15am

Shawn returns to the bed and instead of going to his side he comes to mine. I quickly close my eyes.
"I'm sorry honey" He sniffles and places a kiss on my forehead before going back to his side...