Earned It

Chapter Five: The Visit

I open up my heavy front door to see Mr. Styles dressed to perfection standing on my porch. His bright green eyes stare into my soul as his long hair blows in the wind. He is perfect. He enters. I have never noticed how tall he was before. He towers over me. I look up and smile. His eyes examine my face as his large hands gently place a loose section of my hair behind my ear. We stand in silence as our eyes explore each other. The only thing that is heard is our song playing from my room. I slowly move my hand toward his belt but my hand jolts away as I hear my mom enter.

"Hi, Im y/n's mom. I have heard so much about you." She enters and shakes Mr.styles strong hands.

"The pleasure is all mine. Your daughter is very special and extremely talented. "He responds. His deep voice echoes throughout the house. I grab his hand and show him up to my room.

"Okay mom, We have a lot of work to do." I say as I rush Mr. Styles up the stairs.

"Cute room you got here. It's very fitting..." He says as he points to the fifty shades of grey novels on my dresser.

"You know those are my favorite books." We are both silent as we listen to 'Earned it' by The Weeknd finish. The song ends but we just stand in silence. Slowly moving closer to one another. We are now inches from each other. My hand begins to wander back to his belt for a second attempt.

Mr. Styles clears his throat. "We do have a lot of work to do you know" He breaks the silence.

I can't stop thinking about him. I want him on my bed. I want him to be my Christian Grey. I wanna be his...

"Well what did you have in mind." I finally respond.

"Let's read some lines. You did have a bit of trouble memorizing them. Let's start from the wedding scene."

I sit on the bed. He comes over and sits beside me. His hand gently placed on my thigh.

"Lets begin" He starts reading his lines in his deep voice. I get shivers down my body. His voice has me lost in thought.

"Your turn..." He waits.

"Oh sorry. I got distracted." I respond. I pick up where he left off. It feels so natural with him. We make it to the kissing scene.

"We should probably stop there for the night." He says.

"No, we have to finish. I don't know these lines." I grab his hand and place it back on my thigh. He leaves his strong hand there and moves his other hand onto my face.

There is something about Mr. Styles that makes me feel so confident.

Our eyes meet as my hand moves to his strong bicep. His eyes wander down to my lips and back up to my eyes. We slowly move closer to one another. His hand heads further up my thigh and his  other hand begins to play with my hair. We are inches away.

His lips are so full and eyes show that he knows what he wants. His eyes begin to close slowly as his head moves closer to mine. I move closer to him as well.

Our lips meet.

He passionately kisses me. I kiss him back as best as I can, but his lips guide me.

I slowly move my hand to his crotch and feel his member protruding through his pants. I carefully begin to unbuckle his belt. He doesn't stop me so I continue. I begin to reach my hand down his now unbuttoned pants when we hear a creek outside my room. Mr. Styles pulls away.

"Oh my god. What have I done." He grabs his stuff and walks out the door.

I am left in my bed...alone.

I sit for a minute contemplating that kiss. It was beautiful. He was so experienced. I wish we could kiss again just for a moment. What would happen now at school? Would our relationship change because of this kiss? All I know is I can't tell anyone about this...but why would I? Mr. Styles is all mine.

My mom comes in to check on me after seeing Mr. Styles leave so abruptly. I lie and tell her his cat got out. She believes me and heads to bed. I'm left in my room to think about him holding me like he once was.

I go to bed with my last thought being about him.

I wake up. I feel like yesterday was all a dream. Mr. Styles?? Kissing me?? It couldn't be. I pinch myself to make sure this is real life. "Owww!" I say out loud. Yup, this is def not a dream.

I get ready for my day but with a bit more energy than usual. I can't help but smile as I put on my clothes and head to school.

"What are you so happy about?" My drunk mother asks at 7am as I smile waiting for the bus.

"Just happy with life." I say and head to the bus.

I make it to school but only fantasize about my class with Mr. Styles. The day feels long without him but I know I only have to wait till the fifth period to see him. I wait patiently for his class. I get there a little early to see him but he doesn't come until the bell rings.

"Hello, class lets get started." Mr. Styles says unenthusiastically.

He is always so excited to teach? What could be the problem? Is it me? Was it the kiss?

He moves forward with role call. I get no wink. No special pause. Am I no longer... special??

We continue with class and the bell rings. He is quick to pack up his stuff and dismissing me when he sees me lingering like I usually do for him.

Have I done something wrong? Is our relationship changed now?

I continue on with my day but I am no longer cheery. I am doubting myself and saddened by my lack of interaction with Mr. Styles. I go through the rest of the day in my thoughts. I head to lunch and have to decide whether to sit with Shannon or James. I head to the cafeteria and sit with Shannon. James decides to sit with the football team and Sydkne.

"How was your appointment? Ya know with planned parenthood?" I ask.

"SHHHH. Don't say that too loud I don't need the whole school knowing I got knocked up just yet. I decided I am gonna keep the baby. James isn't talking to me because of it. He wants me to get an abortion." She whispers.

"Have you guys spoken at all?"

"A little. He doesn't know if he wants to stay with me because of this. We have been fighting a lot. This is my life and my body and I will do whatever feels comfortable." She continues to eat her lunch and the topic changes after that. She probably doesn't want to talk about losing her boyfriend right now anyway. We eat and separate after lunch.

I continue on with my day until school is finally over.

Time to see Mr. Styles again. I head into the auditorium. Mr. Styles notices me and looks away. He continues his conversation with Francine and Sydkne.

We go through practice. He does not make a single comment on any of my performances or even acknowledge my presence.

I get visibly upset. I find myself holding back tears. How can things change so quickly? We had something special. Practice ends and everyone leaves. Mr.Styles begins to leave but I stop him at the door.

"You can't just ignore me." I demand. "I am the lead in your play."

He does not say anything. He grabs my arm and pulls me into his classroom which is connected to the auditorium.

"No one can know what happened last night. We got too close and it was unprofessional of me." He asserts.

"I need help in this play. I literally cannot do it without you. I still need you."

"If I do help you nothing can happen between us again." He assures me.

I nod.

"I will be over later. I can help you there... strictly business." He exits.