Harry Styles Preferences/Imagines

21.)The Teacher pt.6

Do you guys like it so far? It's coming to an end....

Warning: Slight Sexual Content

"I love you so much," he told you as he kissed your neck as you stood in front of him. The shower had made both of your bodies all slippery so he held onto you tightly and you pushed your body back into his.
"I know," you hummed as his lips traveled down to your shoulders, leaving small little marks there. You moaned as he sucked on your sweet spot and his fingers traveled south. You let the warm water hit your body as his fingers dipped in-between your fold and he teased you lightly.
"More," you moaned to him and he complied as he put his finger in you. As he thrust his fingers into you he continued his lip assault on your neck. He added another finger and picked up his pace.
You could feel yourself becoming dizzy as the pressure built up in the pit of your stomach and your walls tightened around his fingers as you came. His fingers didn't stop until you were completely done.
"Thank you," you muttered shyly as he laughed at you and dropped a chastise kiss on your lips.
"Anytime baby girl." He didn't ask you to do anything for him but just asked that you watch him. You had never watched him before so you were still a bit shy witnessing something private.
You still stayed as you watched his hand trail down, much like yours always did, and grass his length. You watched as he collected to come that was on the tip and use that to help him move even though the shower was on.
His moans had your mouth agape and eyes wide with wonder as he continued the act upon himself.
His hand moved sensually up and down as he moved his hips to thrust into his hand himself. You couldn't bring your eyes to move from his face as he came undone by his own hand.
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You should have known waking up that today just wasn't going to be your day. A foreign feeling rushed through your body as you got out of bed and proceeded to get ready for school.
You looked in full length mirror that rested all alone on an empty wall of your bedroom and you smiled as you took in the necklace that rested in the hollow of your neck.
You fingered the chain as you stood on the tiptoes of your feet as you leaned closer to take a deeper look at the jewelry that now adorned your neck as it's permanent home. From the delicate chain to the diamond that sparkled as you flitted here and there.
Your head tilted as you thought about how he explained the whole situation that you had asked him to explain. Everything was vague and he never really did explain anything. You wanted things be normal so badly that you let the matter slide and focused on the present. This didn't seem to settle with you too well this morning as you looked straight at the necklace.
You shrugged the feeling away and brushed away the nagging sensation that made camp in the pit of your stomach and walked down the stairs to catch some breakfast. All the while eating your food your foot took up a nervous tapping.
You looked around the counter and had noticed the note that had been placed there upon your arrival. You had always known the life of taking care of yourself but you thought that your parents constant traveling around the globe for their job was ridiculous.
You wanted them home but they wanted to be seeing the world, without you. It was the annoyance and their flippancy that you couldn't get rid of and it just made you more and more spiteful as the passing days came and went.
You crumpled up the note and tossed it in the trash and made your way out the door and to school. You caught the bus before it had left and took up your usual seat in the middle. You made small talk to the people around you but you mostly kept to yourself and watched as the trees passed by at a constant rate.
At a fair time the bus stopped at your destination and you thanked the elderly man as you began to make your way through the wrought iron gates that you school had flanking its entrance. The overall feeling of the schools appearance was draw dropping. It was a beautiful campus and it had a lovely staff.
After stopping off at your locker you checked your watch to see you could still drop by Harry's and see him this morning. It was something he had wanted you to do since the both of you had started your relationship.
As you made your way through the deserted hallway to his class the feeling you had in your stomach this morning only grew. You alarming nervousness startled you as you cautiously reached for his doorknob. You took a deep breath and walked in only to stop quickly.
Sitting on Harry's desk with her arms wrapped around him was someone you didn't know. They mustn't have heard the door since they were so into one another and didn't seem to care. You didn't know how to react but to quietly walk back out of the classroom and shut the door. You weren't one to make a scene in front of others, especially since Harry could become angry.
Tears welled in your eyes as you walked with your head down to the washroom. You bumped into some people and muttered low apologies as your vision was clouded. You had never had this happen to you and you didn't know how to sort all of the feelings you had writhing within you.
You took what seemed to be your one hundredth deep breath of the day and looked into the mirror. Your makeup was only slightly smudged from your tears and as you did your touch ups for the day you settled on anger for your emotion.
You looked at the necklace and you had to hold back tears that threatened to fall as you unclasped the chain and placed it into your bag carefully. You couldn't fuel the anger as long as pain took it residency in your mind and heart.
The warning bell rang and you trudged over to your first period. Harry had yet to call you this morning to wonder where you were and for that you were grateful. He was probably too busy with that other woman. She was just that, something you weren't, a woman. You were still a young girl and he was a man who needed a woman.
You nodded to yourself as you walked into your chemistry class and took up your normal seat. You felt your phone vibrate in your bag and took it out, only to see it was Harry who had texted.
"Where were you this morning? I waited." You scoffed and placed the device back into your bag.
The class passed by slowly as the teacher drowned on about the importance chemists had on the world and how happy you should all be to be taught such interesting things. After handing out the assignment the bell rang and you made your way to your next class.
The first part of the day passed on the same and you had finally made it to lunch. You had decided to not go and see Harry for lunch today since you didn't know how you would react to seeing him.
Making your way past the people you had gotten to know in the hallways you finally reached your locker and notice Parker standing right next to it.
He shot you a smile that showed his straight teeth and you smiled back and you reached him. You both stayed quiet as you opened your locker and grabbed your things. It wasn't until he cleared his throat that you finally looked at him.
His expression was a sheepish one as he stared at you. You shifted on your feet since no one had ever looked at so deeply, not even Harry.
"What?" You asked him as he looked away and down at his shoes. One thing Parker Hall was was nervous and here was this boy in front of you shifting on his feet.
"I was wondering if you were going to the game tonight?" He asked you and you remembered the big football game tonight that was at your school. You had already been planning to go, even if it was just you by yourself.
"Yeah I was planning on it, why?" You asked as you both made your way back into the crowd and to the lunch room. Parker placed his hand on your back and led you through the sea of people to a remote corner where there was no one.
"I was wondering if you would like to go with me," he shared with you in a low and nervous voice and you smiled over at him.
"I would love to go with you. I think that would be very nice," you told him truthfully and he grinned over at you with boyish delight. That's exactly what he was a young boy and you a young girl.
"Perfect! I'll pick you up and we can get dinner before hand, sound good?" You nodded over to him and small talk ensued all throughout lunch. Talking to Parker gave you this light airy feeling that you could say something and it was just that. There were no double meanings, just casual talking between two people.
"Hey," he said to you as the bell rang, "I want to apologize for all of that stuff that happened a few days ago. I was out of line to show you all of the stuff on our history teacher. I guess I was a bit jealous he got to see you all the time at lunch," he laughed and you let out an uneasy chuckle.
"It's honestly fine," you told him and he just shook his head.
"I would apologize for the kiss but I'm not sorry." His face took on a go getting smile. You wondered how nothing seemed to faze him.
"I really don't know what to say," you told him just as you were both about to part ways. He reached for your hand before you could go.
"You don't have to say anything. I have a study hall 5th so I'll wait outside f yours and we can go to history together. I'll see you soon," he gave you an easygoing smile and quick wink before he blended into the sea of people.
You were flustered but continued on your way. Oh what a rest of a day it was going to be.
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"Yeah so the librarian just started to tell these little Freshman off. It was honestly the funniest thing ever," the story had you in a state of giggles as you walked into your history class along side of Parker. You payed no attention to Harry, who was most likely glaring at the both of you.
"I wish I could have been there!" You told him as your giggling subsided.
"You would have laughed much harder than just now." You nodded and made your way to your seats. You still paid no mind to Harry as you sat down and got your materials out. As the class started you kept your head down and wrote down all the things he was telling the class to write down.
You could feel his gaze on you the entire time and as it was there you let the hurt of what he had done creep back into your body. Parker had been a good distraction and had made you laugh to keep it out of your mind but it was still there.
After his lecture was over he passed out the homework and gave the class some free time to chat. You looked over at Parker and saw he was gesturing for you to come over by him and you did. You no longer cared about Harry's thoughts at the moment, you were too upset to.
At first you had thought you overreacted since you didn't know the full story or situation but no you had every right to be hurt and upset.
Before you could begin to make your way over to Parkers seat in the way back Harry's voice stopped you.
"You're staying after to talk," he spat at you and you looked at him with a blank expression. All you could see was anger written on his chiseled features and it was enough for you to speak up.
"Sorry I have plans," you told him quietly and continued on your way. You sat in the empty seat next to Parker and he talked about the game tonight.
"So you haven't hd any second thoughts about going with me tonight right?" He asked with a tinge of worry lacing his voice.
"No I've wanted to go to this game for a while!" You told him with a feigned enthusiasm. You couldn't be happy knowing that Harry was angry with you, but you should be angry with him! The final bell of the day rang and you jumped out of your seat, wanting to leave as quickly as possible.
"Okay so I'll still pick you up," Parker told you loudly enough so you could hear him over the noise of the other students. You blanched knowing Harry too had probably heard but you still nodded.
"Come on, I'll give you a ride home." You were about to protest Parker but he grabbed your hand and led you out of the school and over to his car.
The drive to your home was quiet and music filled the void of silence. As he pulled up to your place you thanked him and got out. You watched as he pulled out of you driveway and down the street. You immediately went inside and locked the front door, a habit getting the best of you. You placed your bag on the table and went up to your room.
You just knew that Harry would come over straight way and you didn't want him making a large scene that had your neighbors calling your parents, wherever they are.
You could hear a car pull into the drive and you peaked through your open curtains. There Harry's car was. You felt your phone start to vibrate and saw he was calling you. Just as quickly as it started to ring it cut off and he was suddenly at your front door banging on it and yelling at you to open up.
You panicked as you saw the little old lady from across the street to see who's house was getting some action and you bound downstairs to let him in. Once you got there you threw the door open and pulled him inside. You looked throughout the open window and saw that she was still scouting out the neighborhood for the culprit.
"What the hell is your problem today?" He yelled at you and you flinched back.
"I saw you this morning, I saw you with her" you muttered, not having anything else to say to him. You watched as realization washed over his features. He reached for you but you moved out of his reach and shook your head. You went over to your bag and got the necklace out before moving to stand where you once were.
You grasp his hand in you small one and placed the necklace in his palm. You could feel the tears that leaked out of your eyes fall onto your face but you didn't reach up and wipe them away.
"I don't think this belongs to me anymore," you told him, your voice thick with tears. You closed his hand and let go of it, moving backwards to create a distance between the two of you.
"It's over. I can't be with you anymore, you've hurt me." You told him and moved around him to open the door for him to leave.
"I'm not letting you go," he choked out in a strangled voice. You just shook your head as you cried.
"Well I'm letting you go." You said. This was the only solution to the issue that you saw fit. You wouldn't love someone who would do that to you. "I need you to leave Harry. I don't want to do this anymore." He shook his head and gathered you up in his arms and held you to his chest.
He continuously kissed your forehead and told you he was sorry and would explain everything. You couldn't fall into his grasp again because you knew that if you did you wouldn't want to ever leave.
"I'm sorry but it's over." You told him again, trying to get the words to stick with him. He just held you tighter and pulled your face up to look at his.
He placed his lips on yours and kissed you with everything. You pushed him away and stood by the door again. As much as your heart was breaking it needed to be done, or at least that was what the sensible side of you was saying. Your heart on the other hand wanted to hear him out and believe every single word he had to say to you. You watched as his expression became blank and he stared at you.
"You'll always be mine." With that he walked out of the door and angrily got into his car and drove off. You shut the door and went to lay in your bed.
"I love you." You muttered as you let the pain take over and you cried into your pillows, having said the words for the first time.
Through what had just all happened you hoped you made the right decision.
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Not sure how many parts left maybe 1 or 2.