Sassing Mr. Hemmings || l.h ||

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

☆ Luke Hemmings ☆

"Poopy wake up." I heard my girl's voice say, shaking me.

"No." I groaned, attempting to swat her like a fly, but my eyes are closed so I ended up swatting the air.

"Luke, get up," she whined.

"Shut up."

"Please? It's noon already and I'm bored." She whined childishly.

"Go masturbate or something." I joked.

I felt her punch my shoulder and I chuckled.

"I have you to satisfy my needs, I don't have to stick my fingers up my vagina."

She didn't say anything else until I started to hear Taylor Swift's new song Shake It Off on full blast through the speakers and Michelle started hitting me with pillows to wake me up.

"AH TURN IT OFF," I yelled, too stubborn to open my eyes and took two pillows and placed them over my ears.

"IT'S SHAKE IT OFF, NOT TURN IT OFF, LUCAS."

Why is she so annoyingly cute?

I finally opened my eyes and winced at the bright light.

Ugh why does the sun have to be so bright?

I quickly grabbed her and pinned her down on the bed.

"You've been a naughty girl," I said playfully.

"Oh? I thought Ashton was the one with the daddy kink. What's my punishment then, Daddy?" She teased.

I'd be lying if I said that didn't turn me on. Because it did. And she knew it, too.

I started tickling her and she gasped for air.

"L-Luke! Stop!" She gasped, swatting and kicking me.

When I decided that she went through enough, I stopped.

"I honestly fucking hate you," she muttered once she caught her breath.

"Sure. Have fun with that," I said, kissing her.

She went over to the outlet and unplugged her phone from the charger and started reading her texts.

I suddenly remembered about the text that I saw yesterday from her phone. I'm pretty sure it was that Sam guy. I'm not stupid, he probably did something really bad to land in jail. And I'm scared that he did the something bad to Michelle. I decided to just talk to her about it later.

"My dad wants us all to go out to dinner at 6:45." She announced, looking at her phone.

Oh, shit. I forgot.

"Don't worry about it," she said, giving me an assuring smile, "He'll love you."

"Michelle, he doesn't even know that I'm your teacher for fuck's sake! Most dads would probably call the police right when I tell them!" I yelled at her and she flinched.

I sighed, "I'm sorry, baby. I just want to make a good first impression but it's kinda impossible because I'm your teacher."

She sat down next to me and I put my arm around her, "Did you know my dad was my mom's teacher when she was in high school?"

"Really?"

She nodded and kissed my cheek, "Don't worry about it."

"Wait. What if people from school sees us?" I asked, worried.