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Just random story (parts) because I am not creative enough to write whole things🙃 //Chapter 2\\ Teacher crush ''Hey mr. Barford, I got a question'' He looks up and smiles ''Of course'' He said and he walks up to the kids in the back ''guys can you hurry up a bit? I need to speak to Y/N'' the kids walk out of the room and mr. Barford looks around checking if there are people left and closes the door, locking it. He walks towards me, once he is close enough to reach me, he grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him, him kissing me hungerly. ''God Y/N did you really need to stare like that in the lesson?'' he said smirking a little, kissing me again. ''Well, you shouldn't wear a suit to school, mr. Barford'' I said smirking back.
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