harry styles | my health teacher

8. n e x t d o o r

once i got home from the gym i ate and started my homework. turns out i have a lot more than i thought because now it's 11:45 and i'm still not even half way done.

the worst part is i'm trying to concentrate and someone (mr. styles) is blasting music next door.

i won't be able to finish this essay before LOSING MY MIND over the loud music next door. i'm pretty sure his window was open which is why it seemed so loud.

i slammed my lap top shut, got up from my bed, ran downstairs and out the front door. i walked right over to his house next door and obnoxiously slammed on the door.

i was so angry their was practically steam coming out of my ears.

i got even more annoyed when he didn't answer, probably because his music was so loud he couldn't hear. i kept banging on the door and about 10 minutes later i heard footsteps.

the door opened and i see mr. styles standing their in a black hoodie and black shorts.

"peyton, what are you d-" he started talking but i cut him off before he could get any further into his question.

"for the love of god can you please lower your fucking music." i spat, not even caring that i was cussing in front of my teacher.

then he started to grin.

"what?? do you think this is funny? i have been trying to do the shit ton of homework i have and all i can think about is how loud your-" i said till he cut me off.

"your cute when you get angry. it's actually quite funny" he said

"this isn't funny at all." i replied and he stepped closer. close enough i could feel his breath on me. he stood there staring into my eyes. i never realized how beautiful his green eyes were.

"you look quite sexy right now." he said and that's when i realized what i was wearing.

harry's pov:

she was wearing black sweatpants and a bright pink tank top that was hung too low and cropped too much. i could tell she wasn't wearing a bra too. she also didn't have shoes on, just white crew socks.

she had an amazing body, and i could tell that she worked out because of her toned stomach.

before i knew it, i was pulling her in by her waist and she let me.

at first we just started kissing but things escalated and i soon picked her up and brought her to the closest surface i could find, my kitchen counter.

i pushed all the papers i was just grading earlier off and placed her down. i continued to kiss her, but down her neck and chest. she immediately grabbed my hair, tugging it in her hands.

other girls in the past have tried to do that, but i didn't let them. for some reason, i let her though. i don't know if it was how she was grabbing it or if it was simply because i was more attracted to her than any girl i have recently been with.

i start sucking on her neck, leaving marks all over. before i knew it, she was pulling my head up and jumped down off the counter, switching places with me.

i naturally hoped on top of the counter and then she pushed me back. she jumped up on me, straddling my lap leaving kisses all over my now bare chest.

she was so smooth in how she just did that, and it amazed me. i've never been with someone like that. i don't know if it's because she has a lot of experience or if she's just naturally that sexy.

after a few more minutes of whatever we were just doing, i leaned up and took her into my arms before she could fall. i hoped off the counter and brought her to my room

i threw her down on the bed and she snuggled under the covers. i immediately did the same and we continued what we were doing earlier.

one by one, her and i's clothes were being taken off and tossed to the floor.

i haven't felt this good in awhile. what we were doing was magical. i didn't know how far we were going to go, but i definitely wanted it all...