Teach me (L. Hemmings Smut FF)

Chapter 6

"I'm sorry sweetie. I know it's my fault." Mom caresses my hair. Well she knows I failed... I feel bed for her. I'd feel awful to have a failure as a daughter.

"No it's not mom. Stop blaming yourself for everything I do wrong." I tell her.

"No, if your dad was here the situation would probably be different. I'm sorry." Ugh I hate when she does this. "It's not your fault that dad is a dick and left us." I say to her. I'm sick of thinking about dad already.

"You know, you can always swich schools if u don't like it there." Mum suggests. "No, it's alright. It's just a summer. I'll get through it somehow." I tell her and she nods smiling.

"You know .. no matter what . I'm proud of you." She kisses my forehead and I'm thankful she's being this understanding. Sometimes she's really messed up and I hate her inthose moments.

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Well apparently Luke is not here. What if he doesn't come ? Maybe he changed his mind.

I take a sit and put a notebook on the desk taking my phone out. I should call him. I won't waste my time here if he doesn't show up. Right when I dial his number he opens the door.

"Hello" he says and I smile at him putting my phone in my pocket again. "I was just calling you. I thought you wouldn't come." He goes to his desk and takes out of there more sheets. Exercises I suppose.

"Why wouldn't I? Your principle was very specific." Oh .. I did expect other response. But I suppose that will have to do it for me.

I sit down and he hands me all those sheets. "Start with these. If u have a question I'll explain." He then goes to his desk and sits down.

I furrow my brows. Well this is awkward. He would normally take a seat near me and he would start by asking how my day was, this is not working for me.

I try to shake that thought off. I start working and keep looking at him. He just sits and goes through his phone. Ughh! Damn he's distant ... is probably foe the best .. but ..

Well maybe I should ask him how I should do this. He always comes and writes in my notebook.

"What's the number of the exercise?" He asks and I tell him that it's three.

He looks in his sheets and smiles.

"Well for instance try to use the calculus formulas." He takes his phone again and I'm pissed off now.

"You know.. if I'm a waste of time, you should just leave!" I say as I need him to show me a little sign of carefulness for me.

"Y/N please don't. I'm trying in here..." he says harshly and I shut up and do those goddamned exercises.

After the hour passes I give him my sheets. "Well that was all Ms Y/L/N. Tomorrow be here at the same hour." He says still sitting in his chair.

He has no idea how much I want to feel him again. If he knew how I think about him when I touch myself and how it kills me seeing him so damn hot but cold.

"Bye Luke." I say without too much thinking.

"Mr Hemmings please!" He corrects me.

"Only the girls you fuck can call you Luke?" I let the words escape my mouth before second guessing my thoughts.

"Y/N I really don't thi-" "don't bother... I got it." I close the door and leave this shitty school.

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It's been a month since school ended and this is officially my worst summer. I have to go to school everyday for an hour to do math with Hemmings. And it's worse than the first meeting. He's so cold and I don't like it at all. I keep remembering his warm kiss and this is more than torturing.