A story where the awkward high school boy finally gets the woman of his dreams- except she was his former teacher.
A full story from my one shots collection...
A/N
So the storyline and timeline may change in order for this to make sense. Hope y'all...
"Harper Young, you have done it again, exceeding every expectation... You've slept with someone!" Diana roared happily. I tried to stop my eyes from rolling back. "I bet it was that guy at Cold Stone. I fucking knew it!"
"Fine, fine. I did sleep with someone. Who cares? It wasn't that good." You are such a liar. He was the best.
"You shitty liar. Look at you! Your face has that post-orgasmic glow. Did he have a huge dick?" She wiggled her neatly trimmed eyebrows at me. I was conflicted with telling my best friend that not only did he fuck me until I passed out but also, he was a former student. Diana wasn't someone who judges but even I knew she would die of instant shock. I opted with nodding but of course, Diana needed the graphic details. "Well, tell me more, bone-head. He has a huge dick..." Her hand gesture indicated for the complete verbal porn.
"I mean it felt good... amazing, actually. He was better than... Oliver," I admitted. "His fingers knew what felt good and he was controlling and he made me cum so many times that I lost count." I glanced to see Diana's reaction and sure enough, she might die from shock and it wasn't even the kicker.
"Shit, I'm really considering switching teams here if he's fucking Mozart in bed." I giggled at her forwardness. "Are you going to see him again?"
"I don't know. I told him I'll think about it, but it's complicated." She nodded her head in understanding. "And this isn't the first time," I added simply. Her eyes narrowed.
"You're telling me that you fucked this prodigy twice and he asked you out twice but you said no? ?"
"Like I said. It's complicated." I tried to shrug it off. She nodded her head in understanding.
"You know I'm here for you. You don't have to tell me right now, but I hate to see you consumed in your worries." Diana rubbed my arm in a soothing manner. I nodded my head before hugging her. I'm so glad I allowed her weird-ass into my life. If I didn't have her to talk to, I honestly don't know what I would've done. She gave me the normalcy I needed. I wanted to tell her about the deeper and darker parts of my life; however, I would risk her life.
"Damn... what happened in here?" Diana and I broke our embrace to see Sadie dropping off the groceries on their counter.
"Hi, baby." Diana kissed her before explaining, "Boy Problems."
"Well, Harper. I don't know if this will make you feel better, but I bought the ingredients to make banana bread," Sadie said.
"Ice cream and bread? No offense, Harper, but bring in more boy problems." Diana took everything out and immediately began baking.
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After semi-venting to Diana, I was still more than confused. I knew my "relationship" with him was beyond questionable and we were definitely not a couple. There was an empty pit that was filling up with so much doubt. On one hand, I didn't want to be serious with him but on the other hand, I wanted him to text me right now. Maybe I missed being chased by other guys. A slight buzzing noise caught my attention. I whipped out my phone to see a text message from one of the history teachers, Brayden Oakes. It read:
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