Teacher | Ashton Irwin

Fifteen

I woke up at 8am. I rolled over and saw that Jack was gone again. I huffed and got up. Ashton said we had to be outside for 9.

I took a shower and dried my hair. I walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my body. Jack was stood beside the bed. His hair was wet and a towel wrapped around his waist. He looked up at me and smiled awkwardly. His raspy morning voice spoke, "Sorry for leaving. I wanted a shower but you looked so peaceful. I kind of learned last night that you aren't the deepest sleeper so I thought the shower would wake you up. Instead of waking you up, I showered in Michael and Luke's room."

"Oh okay," I smiled. I walked over to the bed and sat on the edge, my back towards him. I reached to my bag which had been moved to my side of the bag. I put on a pair of black, lace Brazilians which showed off my ass perfectly. I dropped my towel, not caring if he saw anything. I slipped the matching bra on, putting my arms through the straps. "could you do my bra up for me? I can't quite reach."

He crawled over so he was sat beside me. His freezing hands sent shivers through my body and he stroked my hair to the side, so it was cascading down the front of my left shoulder. He asked, "Which hook? There's three."

"Three please," I mumbled. He clasped my bra before moving to the other side of the bed; his side. "Thank you."

He smiled at me. I stood up. I couldn't help but notice his eyes trailing from my face, to my boobs, to my ass as I stood sideways. I smirked, "Now who's staring?"

"I was not," he blushed slightly, "I happened to glance at you." I stepped into my grey, acid wash jeans. I looked in my bag for a top. I kept rummaging through all my stuff until I threw the bag on the floor. He asked, "Something wrong Rachel?"

I sighed, "I didn't pack any tops. My bed top is the only one I have."

Jack reached into his bag and threw me a thick, green and black checked flannel. "Put this on."

"Thank you," I smiled. I buttoned the flannel up, something nobody really does. I looked in the mirror and saw that it didn't look bad at all; it actually looked quite nice. I put on a pair of wooly socks as we were hiking today and that includes wearing hiking boots.

I put on a little foundation, mascara and lightly filled in my eyebrows so they looked naturally perfect. I threw my hair up in a messy bun before putting on my hiking boots.

I shoved my phone in my pocket and said, "Ready?"

He nodded and we walked out. We walked down the steps and over to the small crowd of around 6 people. Michael, Calum, Luke, Emma, Ryan and Lola. Calum had his arm around Lola, her being slutty of course.

Me and Jack walked over. There were footsteps behind us. The whole group turned to see Ashton. He was in black, ripped, skinny jeans with a white muscle tee, showing off his biceps. He wore his hiking boots and bandana of course. He stood beside me and said to everyone, "Sorry I'm late. Where's everyone else?"

"Slept in?" Lola suggested.

Ashton groaned, "Calum, Michael, Ryan, go up and tell everyone to get down here." So they went off to do exactly what they were told.

Ten minutes later, everyone was gathered in a small crowd. Mr Irwin yelled, "Okay guys. We're going orienteering in the mountains. But before you go orienteering in the mountains, you have to find the mountains. You may think let's just look for the big pointy hill, no. I'm going to let you choose your partner today. You and your partner will be given one map. On that map there will be a specific point to start off. It will guide you to a tree with a note pinned to it. From there, one note will guide you to the next and so on. But your maps are all different so they will guide you to different trees. You must pick up the note from each tree to be able to win. Before you ask, there isn't a good prize. Since I'm your biology teacher too and I'm not to light handed with the homework, the prize is to get off five homeworks of your choice. Get into your partners so I can get this started."

I immediately looked to Jack and said, "Partner?" He nodded and stood beside me. Once we had got our map, we jogged off down the drive to the motel, towards the forest.

He held the map. When we reached the outskirts of the forest, he held his arm out across my stomach. We both stopped. He looked concentrated as he stared at the map. He looked into the forest and said, "this is labelled as 'marshlands' so I suggest that we stop running."

"Yeah," I smiled. "Do you know where we're going?"

He began walking and I followed. He pointed in a north-easterly direction to which we were standing. "Follow me." I walked behind him as we trudged through the soggy ground. I followed him closely. He stopped as we came to the lake me and Michael were yesterday. I moved to his side so I could see the lake. My eyes widened as I saw that it was flowing rapidly instead of the gentle flow yesterday. Jack said, "There is no way we can walk through this. It's waist high and a rapid. Look for somewhere to cross."

I looked right and left up the river. "The bridge probably got destroyed," I sighed as I searched for a crossing, "That fallen tree!" I grabbed his wrist and trailed him to a fallen tree, lying across the river. I stepped onto it, wobbling slightly.

Hands went on my waist, steadying me. I looked behind me as Jack smiled down at me, "I've got you."

I grasped his hands and held them in mine behind my back as I walked across the tree. I jumped down, landing in the mud with Jack following. I might seem fine but my thoughts were racking my brain for answers that only he could tell.

What is this? Jack and I, what are we? Friends? More? I had been learning more about him over the weekend from Emma. Apparently they hooked up last year. Apparently he used to hook up all the time, girls falling all around him for him. He used to drink heavily and used to always be high. Then suddenly one day it all stopped. He stopped drink, drugs, sex. His world shut down. He isolated himself from everything and everyone. The day he stopped was the day his sister committed suicide.

I turned to face him, stopping us both in our tracks. I wasn't small. I was around 5'7 but I looked small compared to Jack at an impressive 6'3. I looked up to him and muttered quickly, "What is this?"

"A forest," he furrowed his eyebrows as he looked around.

"I mean," I slowly raised my hands, resting them on his abs, "What are we?"

He seemed a little nervous at my touch so I wouldn't take it any further. He muttered, "I don't know. I-... We can be whatever you want us to be."

"Oh," I took my hands off him and put them by my sides. I'd never been in this position before. I had never been the decision maker in the relationship. I smirked as I thought of a way to make him nervous, "Don't put this on me. I've heard about your past. I've heard about the girls and hookups. I'm sure you must be pretty foreword to get some of the girls you did. Act like I'm one of them girls."

"You're not just a hookup," he sighed.

I snapped, "Be dominant for God's sake. Grow a pair and do what you've always wanted to. Grab me, throw me, catch me off guard-"

He cut me off mid-sentence, crashing his lips to mine. His black lip ring making it even more pleasurable. One of his hands was on my ass, the other at the back of my neck. He pushed his tongue into my mouth. I melted under his touch. He pulled away, smirking as I whimpered. "I'll show you my dominant side," he then leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispered, "Once you figure out my game."

He winked and carried on his trek, leaving me with my mouth gaping open, staring at him in shock. I'm not going to lie, everything about him was a turn on. I liked this Jack. I liked him a lot.