The Substitute Teacher (Zarry)

Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Gay (Part 2)

Feeling Mr. Styles's lips moving in sync with mine made me melt. I was putty in his arms. His arm around my waist made me feel so safe and just projected in a way. He gently caressed my cheek with his left palm, making my knees grow weak. I couldn't get enough.

His touch was so firm and dominating, yet so soft and gentle. He kissed me as he hungered for my lips. As I did the same. He pulled me even closer groaning into my mouth. My little Zayn was fully erected and wasn't going down anytime soon.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and started to play with the ends of his hair.

"Mmmm." He placed his hands on my butt and squeezed a cheek. He slapped my buttcheek and caused a groan to leave my lips. He took that opportunity to slide his tongue inside my mouth.

I knew in the back of my mind I was always attracted to him. Finding everything about him so sexy and mysterious. And most importantly, his intelligence.

The way he would teach and the knowledge he had was so enticing. The serious faces he made when he was concentrating on something deeply was also sexy.

His deep vo-

Wait?

I'm kissing my teacher!

SHIT! I'm kissing my teacher.

I pushed him away from me and instantly went red when our eyes locked.

Mr. Styles's rosy lips were swollen. And his eyes were very dark and filled with lust. Gosh, he's just so fit and a very very good kisser. "I- I- I uhh wow."

No, this isn't right. He's my teacher.

I snapped out of my trance and frowned at him. "W-what is wrong with you? Why would y-you do that?" I said struggling to catch my breath.

His cheeks turned a dark shade of red. He bit his lip. "It's 4, let's go."

"Huh? Let's go? Are we not going to talk about what just happened?"

He stared at me, his eyes drifted to my lips then locked with mine again. "Actions speak louder than words, Zayn."

"Umm okay? What does that mean?" I questioned.

He sighed. "Nothing, forget this happened!" He spat.

And the asshole is back.

"No! Why the heck did you kiss me? That is inappropriate. You're my teacher for crying out loud."

He rolled his eyes. "Thanks for clearing that up. I thought I was someone else."

I looked around the hallway we were in. There was no one here and there were no cameras. "Your sarcasm wasn't needed." I said opening the door that led to the teachers parking lot. Okay, so no one is outside either.

"We have to go. How are you getting home?"

I snapped my head in his direction. "Your brother was supposed to pick me up but apparently he's hanging with his girlfriend."

"I could give you a rid-"

I gave him a look.

"What?"

I cleared my throat. "You kissed me."

"I know." He said slowly.

"You like...kissed me." I said trying to keep the butterflies from forming in my stomach.

"Don't tell me this was your first kiss? It was, wasn't it? Gosh, I'm sorry-"

I placed my hand up pausing Mr. Styles. "No. It wasn't."