Teach me (L. Hemmings Smut FF)

Chapter 9

Maybe ... ok no! You're better." I smile and he pinches my nose. "Heyy.." I laugh and he chuckles "you're cute." He says and I smile awkwardly.

I don't know what's he doing. He's my teacher and he fucks me, now he does all this and Y/N, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO FALL FOR HIM! my subconscious mind is screaming in my head.

"Thanks." I bite my lip and look away. I'm weird when people compliment me.

He stands up and pulls a pair of new casual trausers on him. I watch him get dressed, I should probably do that also. I take my top and my skirt on me and we don't say anything. As I'm buttoning my skirt I look at his pictures from his furniture. There are no girls in those pictures and I'm just so curious.

"So how comes you don't have a girlfriend?" I ask out of the blue.

"Who says I don't?" He asks and my jaw drops. He wouldn't ...would he?

I gulp and he starts laughing. "Don't worry. I'm not that jerk." I give him a weak smile "You still didn't answer my question." I say and he sighs.

"Idk Y/N, I don't think about that. I'm busy. I don't need a girlfriend to waste my time with." Oh shit, it sounds awfull to me. Not that I actually want to be his girlfriend, but it just hurts somehow.

"Plus I already got you for that." Right, this is even worse. I fake a laugh as I don't want him to know I feel odd. Who made me ask him that. I don't care, it's his life, and he are just ... What are we?

"Yeah ... but what are we doing Luke?" I know he doesn't want me to ask him that. He steps closer and takes my hands. "We are having fun." Well I guess we are.

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I can't believe how fast the summer past. It's my last year of this goddammned high school and then I'm finally out of here.

All summer I was with Luke ... having fun.

It sucks how we had to stay in the house almost all summer as he's my teacher and we couldn't risk it. Not to mention Ashton coming to his house several times while we were ... having fun.

I came to know Luke a lot better. I found out he was in College with Ashton and that's why they are best friends. He actually lived in Australia when he was little and then changed his home when his parents die. We both opened up to one another and it's weird how I got to tell him about my dad leaving me and mom.

I know he's afraid to define this relationship. We don't even know what we are. We most definitely can't be together because he is my teacher. I guess we are friends though... good friends. Anyways that's why we avoid.. fuck I need to stop speaking in both of our names.. That's why I AVOID even asking him what we are doing. Because he can't give me an answer and I don't want to know how his feelings are not even near as deep as mine are.

I know I got to care for him a lot this summer. He once waited for me with ice cream in his back yard because I whined a day before about how much I hate that we can't go walking in parks and eat ice cream, so yeah, I really appreciate everything he did this summer all though I bet he just wants to keep me around for sex.

And all these thoughts are not good for me. I'm driving to school for the first time this year and I can't wait to see him again in his suit. I miss seeing him with his shirt unbuttoned a bit, I miss seeing him run his fingers through his hair while resolving some exercise. Ughh this year is going to be a good one. Can't wait.

I park my car and I'm heading to art class. After this period I've got math.

We just chat and laugh with Mr Caffery at art and I still can't wait to see Luke.